my husband is the king of hell

Chapter 84
Feng Lingyuan froze, feeling inexplicably flustered.

Ming Aotian likes her?The judge no longer disturbed Feng Lingyuan's thinking, some things, especially feelings, could only be understood by the present.After a long time, Ming Aotian was not seen exiting the bedroom, the judge was worried, and stepped forward to push the door to enter, Feng Lingyuan stood up and followed numbly.

Inside the hall, the dragon bed swelled, and Ming Aotian was lying on the bed with his back facing them. On the ground was an arrow with blood on it, and a piece of black blood spit out by Hades.Seeing that Pluto was safe and sound, the judge let go of a big stone in his heart.Pluto is tired at the moment and needs rest.Picking up the arrow on the ground, the judge's eyes turned cold, thinking where did the hidden arrow come from, someone wanted to kill Feng Lingyuan?
Who is this person?

This must be ascertained.

The judge turned around and said softly to Feng Lingyuan, who was absent-minded, "Miss, please take care of Lord Pluto in the bedroom."

Feng Lingyuan looked back at Ming Aotian and nodded.

After the judge left, Feng Lingyuan walked to the bed and quietly looked at Ming Aotian's back.At this moment, her heart was in a mess, inexplicably messed up.

Never thought that Ming Aotian would fall in love with her, and it happened too suddenly, she had only been with him for half a month, so what charm did she have to attract the aloof Pluto.

But thinking of him always forcefully kissing her for no reason, and pretending it never happened afterwards, Feng Lingyuan felt extremely uncomfortable, thinking that maybe he didn't like her, but just lacked someone who would interest him, and she It happened to be a woman he had never been in contact with, so she was treated as a doll by him.She hated Ming Aotian's overbearing and rudeness in her heart, but if he really should like her and wanted to keep her by his side, she suddenly understood.

Laughing, he liked her, but it was her own guess.As an emperor who rules the underworld, how could Ming Aotian fall in love with her?
Feng Lingyuan smiled foolishly.

"What are you laughing at?" A cold voice sounded in the silent room.

Shocked, she recovered from her thoughts and looked towards the bedside.Ming Aotian sat on the bed, his black hair fluttered to his shoulders, his face was a little pale, but he couldn't hide the fierceness of his whole body.

He stared at her with burning eyes, and she couldn't help but blush.

"Pluto, do you like me?"

As soon as she asked, Feng Lingyuan regretted it. Although she had doubts in her heart, she couldn't just ask.If he said he didn't like her, wouldn't she be acting affectionate; if he said he liked her, how should she respond.

She knew that she was very satisfied with Ming Aotian's figure and appearance, but before he threatened her so much and forced her to stay by his side, she didn't have any other affection for him at all, and even hated him a little.

Ming Aotian was also stunned, he didn't expect her to ask so directly.

Feng Lingyuan looked at Ming Aotian's expressionless, even a little stiff face, she laughed in her heart that she was really stupid, thinking that he would like her, he was not good to her at all, and often bullied her , how could he like her.

Seeing the sneer in Feng Lingyuan's eyes, she thought that she could beg him for Gui Jun, and she had such deep affection for Gui Jun.He thought, would his love be trampled on mercilessly by her?
However, as an emperor, he was willing to give it a try, "Yes."

In a word, he let go of his self-esteem.

Ming Aotian stared at her deeply, passionately and hotly.Panicked, Feng Lingyuan was completely panicked, she thought he would mock her for being sentimental, but how did he know that his answer was so concise and shocking.

His face was a little paler than usual, Feng Lingyuan looked at him blankly, his outline was perfect and soft, his eyes were deep, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a noble and majestic temperament.

He waited for her to speak.

Death Valley.

Gui Jun was lying on the ground tiredly, his bed was not far away, but he only wanted to lie on the cold wooden board.A place without Feng Lingyuan made him feel cold, and the bed could not warm him.

Jiu'er stood in front of the window, wagging her tail and looking at Guijun who had lost his gaze.

It was getting dark, and Jiu'er was so irritable that he jumped off the ground angrily, changed into a human form, and lit the candle lamp in the house.

"You've been lying here all afternoon since you came back, aren't you hungry?" Jiu'er squatted in front of him, holding her chin and asked him.

He didn't speak, not even a twinkle in his eyes.

Jiu'er sighed, "I hope that Feng Lingyuan will always stay by Lord Pluto's side and never appear in front of you. Then, maybe you will be willing to take a look at me."

"Fox, you really only have Feng Lingyuan in your heart, and you can't tolerate me at all. I don't want how much you like me, just a little bit is enough, so that I will have the motivation to stay by your side. "

Jiu'er's words did not get a response from Gui Jun.

She didn't know how many times her heart was hurt by him like this, she would be sad, sad, and run away from him, but after a few days, she was reluctant to reappear in front of him.

so repeatedly.

Sometimes she wanted to leave him, and she might not have much happiness; but if she didn't leave him, all she had was pain, and she couldn't get his eyes at all.Feng Lingyuan hurt him, and he hurt her.

Next to the royal kitchen.

Feng Lingyuan rolled up her sleeves, looked at the fish on the chopping board, and frowned slightly.She couldn't face Ming Aotian's sudden confession, so she ran away with the excuse that she was going to cook fish soup for him.

But when she got to the kitchen, facing this big fish, she had no idea at all.

"Girl, do you need my help?" The chef stood aside, seeing Feng Lingyuan not doing anything for a long time, and hurriedly asked.

"Hehe, come on!" Feng Lingyuan dropped the kitchen knife in her hand, stepped back a few steps, and smiled shyly.

Where can she make fish soup, she can only eat it.

In the past, in Death Valley, it was usually the ghost king who cooked for her. Once she boasted that she went to Haikou to cook, and almost burned the kitchen down.

Holding a knife in one hand, the chef pressed the head of the fish with the other, cut off the head, and then skillfully shaved off the bones of the whole fish, leaving only a large piece of fish, and then began to slice the fish.

Looking at the chef's skillful knife skills, Feng Lingyuan couldn't help but want to try it, "Chef Yu, teach me, let me try."

(End of this chapter)