Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Well, naturally."

"Did you bully me in your last life?" Lu Ziyi asked fiercely.

"No, you bully me every day." xuanyuanze's voice was particularly soft.

Bullying him every day?

Lu Ziyi's eyes twinkled instantly, as if Xingzi had fallen into her eyes. She completely forgot her current situation and asked with a little excitement, "was my last life a man and you were my concubine? I abused you every day and didn't give you food?"

Looking at Lu Ziyi's shining water eyes, xuanyuanze's heart tightened, and the love pressed at the bottom of his heart seemed to gush out.

He quickly took a deep breath, held back his smile and calmly said, "no, you are a general dressed as a man. I am your prisoner. I am whipped by you every day. I can't live or die..."

Lu Ziyi was stunned and exclaimed, "No."

Xuanyuanze nodded very seriously.

This is indeed the case.

"Then don't you hate me?" Lu Ziyi moved his body without a trace.

This man doesn't want to settle accounts after autumn.

"What do you say?" xuanyuanze asked back very seriously.

"How do I know?" Lu Ziyi's eyes twinkled. At this time, he looked strong outside but dry in the middle.

"I don't hate you, really, I've never hated you..." xuanyuanze's voice smiled.

"Do you have the habit of being abused?" Lu Ziyi asked strangely.

Xuanyuanze shook his head and suddenly pressed his body slowly in her direction.

Xuanyuanze's eyes were as dark as a bottomless vortex, stabbing her in the back and disordering her breath.

Lu Ziyi almost wanted to run away. She had to stand up from the sofa, but xuanyuanze grabbed her wrist and rolled her over on the sofa.

The two people were so close that they almost heard each other's hot heartbeat.

Xuanyuanze slowly bent down and breathed lazily on Lu Ziyi's neck. The tantalizing heat almost made Lu Ziyi unable to breathe.

Her flustered and struggling hands were also cut to the top of her head. Lu Ziyi was shocked. Her whole body seemed to have no strength. The love repressed in her heart surged and kept shouting, swallowing all her thoughts. She shouted hastily, "xuanyuanze, let me go."

Xuanyuanze's handsome eyebrows flashed a trace of softness. His voice suddenly became gentle. He slowly approached Lu Ziyi's ear and whispered like a lover, "Ziyi, do you want to hear our story?"

She felt xuanyuanze's inexplicable breath hit her hot skin through the white shirt. Lu Ziyi didn't know what to do. She looked up and bit heavily on xuanyuanze's neck. She felt his pulse straight into her heart.

The cold, good smelling and familiar breath tightly surrounded her.

Xuanyuanze was unmoved, but his men used their strength and tone slightly Yang, "huh?"

"What... What... Story?" Lu Ziyi stumbled, stared again and said, "I don't remember what you said..."

Xuanyuanze's hand gently touched his purple white cheek. His eyes were soft and his voice was much softer. It seemed that there was some angry meaning, "even if it was reincarnation, your bad temper hasn't changed..."

Her hand was against his chest, and the good smell of him wrapped around the tip of her nose.

For a moment, Lu Ziyi's eyes were opposite. Lu Ziyi saw himself with a crimson face in his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes that had never had a trace of their own shadow.