The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 949
The next day, Xie Wanrong opened his eyes with pain all over his body, and was caught off guard by Qi Jinghuan who was staring at her.

She shrank back subconsciously, and came back to her senses for a moment.

Thinking of the entanglement last night, her face became uncontrollably hot again.

She wrapped the quilt tightly, pushed Qi Jinghuan, and coughed lightly: "Go out...I want to wear clothes..."

"Huh?" Qi Jinghuan looked sideways at her, and gave her a meaningful look, "I'm already asleep, there's another one I haven't seen, let's change it."

Although what he said was the truth, Xie Wanrong was ashamed to say it so blatantly.

She wished she could kick this shameless man to bed.

She thought so, and did so.

Qi Jinghuan was kicked on the ground without any warning, his loose obscene clothes revealed his strong chest, and his exquisite silhouette exuded an irresistible aura.

Qi Jinghuan's deep eyes were narrowed, and even though he was kicked on the ground, he still maintained his usual dignity, and the corners of his thin lips curled into an extremely charming smile.

He propped himself on the bed with one hand, and looked at Xie Wanrong affectionately.

"Wan'er, your courage is getting bigger and bigger."

The corner of Xie Wanrong's mouth twitched, she didn't know how she got along with Qi Jinghuan before, but now, Qi Jinghuan's innate aura suppressed her to death.

She took the clothes scattered at the end of the bed and put them on her body. Thinking that this guy had entangled herself, she gained a bit of confidence in an instant, and coughed lightly: "Next time if you do this again, don't go to my bed!"

Qi Jinghuan suddenly stepped forward and hugged Xie Wanrong, "Then go now."

"..."

"No, no, no!" She really couldn't bear it physically, and she held Qi Jinghuan's hand: "Let's change the time, and doing this kind of thing in broad daylight will not have a good impact."

Qi Jinghuan lightly leaned forward and kissed the corner of Xie Wanrong's lips, he really wouldn't be acting like a husband and wife at this time, he pinched her cheek: "These days, have you cultivated the beast soul in your body?"

"...Not yet." Xie Wanrong paused, "Don't worry, I have my measure."

She will never waste her great phoenix soul.

Qi Jinghuan stood up, and put on the moon-white trimmed dress with smooth movements. The white color softened his cold facial features a bit.

Xie Wanrong bent her eyes, looked at Qi Jinghuan with a blushing heartbeat, and said in a low voice, "Ah Huan, I rarely see you wearing other colors of robes, do you like white?"

Logically speaking, shouldn't people from the Demon Realm be black?

"Because someone likes it." Qi Jinghuan took a deep look at her with a bewitching voice.

Xie Wanrong raised her eyebrows, someone?

She twitched the corners of her mouth thoughtfully, and waved her hands: "Stop hanging around here."

She sent Qi Jinghuan away, and tidied herself up again. Her voice fell everywhere, and suddenly she noticed the celadon bottle quietly placed there.

It was the pill given to her by the alchemist named Luo'an yesterday.

Because she didn't care about the pill, to be precise, she didn't care about the alchemist in Beixi Continent, so she picked up the porcelain bottle, opened it, and poured out a pill.

Immediately his face stiffened.

——This elixir...this taste...this color...

Wash the marrow Dan!
And it is exactly the same as the pill she sold to Tongqueji.

She frowned in surprise, she didn't think that the alchemists in Beixi Continent could extract such a pure marrow washing pill.

(End of this chapter)