Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

122 Chapter 2 I'm Not Ashamed [-]
"Xiao Zhuer, repeat what you just said."

Beside her ears, Bei Jue's faint voice remained the same, but there was an invisible sense of oppression.

And in her line of sight separated by a layer of water, Bei Jue's indifferent and cold eyes suddenly burst into a shocking cold light, followed by a gust of cool mountain wind passing behind her, and the mist-soaked clothes clung to her coldly. Ye Qizhu shivered involuntarily on his back.

"Huh? Say, what?"

Seeing that the person in his arms was pretending to be stupid with him, Bei Jue stared at the eyes that gradually sank to the bottom of the valley, but followed by a more dangerous aura that rose suddenly.

Suddenly, without warning, Bei Jue hugged Ye Qizhu and rolled away.

Ye Qizhu only felt that the world was spinning suddenly in front of her eyes, and when she realized it, she had changed from being pressed by Bei Jue to being pressed by Bei Jue.

Subconsciously stretching out her hand to push Bei Jue's chest, Ye Qizhu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shifted her dodging gaze from Bei Jue's face along her neck to his right arm propped on the side of her head.

"You... didn't your hand break?"

"When did this king say that his hand was broken?"

Ye Qizhu stared, as if he did not say that it was his hand that was broken.

What was that sound just now?
Slowly turning her head to look at the place where Bei Jue had been lying just now, Ye Qizhu bit her lips tightly. On the overwhelmed piece of turf, a dead branch as thick as a finger and broken into two knots was lying quietly. with.

Staring at Ye Qizhu's face that was about to become depressed, Bei Jue stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and leaned his face towards her.

In the morning light, Ye Qizhu's clear eyes reflected his face, because he was too close, Ye Qizhu's swaying eyelashes drew silhouettes in his eyes when he blinked.

The forest was silent, and the two of them stopped talking. Looking at each other like this, there was an illusion that the air and wind were gradually solidifying, as if everything around them was retreating, leaving only the two of them.

Ye Qizhu stared blankly at Bei Jue, her deep pupils seemed to suck her soul away, thinking of this, Ye Qizhu couldn't help turning her face away immediately, so as not to face his awe-inspiring face.

And Bei Jue exerted a little force on the fingertips pinching her chin, forcing the face she wanted to turn away to turn back to face him again.

Staring at those cold eyes, Ye Qizhu tightened the corners of his mouth, his chin was clamped, but he still raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and raised his voice with an unyielding attitude: "Okay, since the prince's ears are not good, why don't you listen to me?" If you hear me clearly, I will say it again. The prince is a majestic seven-foot man, but he can still think about that kind of thing in front of the enemy, I am really not ashamed!"

Seeing the awe-inspiring righteousness on her face, Bei Jue narrowed his eyes: "I am not ashamed?"

Ye Qizhu snorted coldly: "Ask knowingly."

Bei Jue raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I don't ask, how will I know?"

Ye Qizhu couldn't help biting her lips again, angrily: "You just understand in your heart, don't be confused."

Looking down at those trembling clear eyes, Bei Jue evoked a touch of evil charm, and sent her body towards her abruptly.

The tips of their noses were almost touching together again, their clothes soaked in dew were firmly attached to their skin, and their chests were tightly pressed together, making each other irresistibly feel the warmth of each other's bodies.

"Since you are so sure, then I am even more curious. How did you know what I was thinking?"

(End of this chapter)