Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo didn't know it. She pouted her red lips and patted, as if she had eaten something good in Mengli.

The lip color was like rose petals wet by the drizzle.

In the night without moonlight, Jiao drops bloom.

Nangong Li's eyes darkened, but he was a little thirsty, slightly clenched his fingers, sweaty in his hands, and his heartbeat was very irregular.

She tried to take a deep breath. Unexpectedly, Xia Qingluo seemed to feel something and slowly opened her eyes.

The intoxication he just performed didn't work?

Nangongli didn't want Xia Qingluo to know that he came here. It's been unknown how many years since he was born with Lingzhi. Nangongli felt embarrassed and embarrassed for the first time.

Even before he could hide his body, he fell into his misty eyes.

Nangong li felt nervous for the first time in his life, and even swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.

Xia Qingluo stared at Nangong Li, and Nangong Li stared at her.

Four eyes relative

After a few breaths, Xia Qingluo yawned, closed her eyes and muttered, "you dead fox, you can dream of you in your dreams. It's really boring..."

After that, he turned over and fell asleep again.

Nangong Li's forehead exuded fine sweat and breathed out quietly, but he heard a murderous wind coming from behind.

He rose in the air and came to the window in the twinkling of an eye.

It was finally discovered by Yunqing.

Nangong Li sneered and drove the spirit consciousness to disperse to each room to check whether there was any trace of Nanyan.

Standing in midair, a red pin sword with red light came out of thin air, and his eyes flashed with flirtatious luster. Today, he will have a good fight with yunqingrang.

Yunqingrang didn't make a move, but quickly came to Xia Qingluo's bed, explored her divine knowledge, perceived that it was the same, set up the border, turned her body into a moonlight and left towards the south palace.

Without saying a word, he cut it off with a sword.

Nangong Li is lucky to resist.

Yunqing let her thin lips open gently, with a cold feeling, "what do you want to do when you explore the star picking Palace at night?"

"I miss the little demon, so I want to see her." Nangong left her eyes and said carelessly.

His men dare not neglect it. Yunqingrang really deserves his reputation.

It's still a little hard to take a sword.

"Full of nonsense!"

Yunqing let the urging sword entangle Nangong Li and said with a sneer.

"You're right. I'm a fox. Naturally, it's a fox's word." Nangong Li's evil spirit smiled and said it wantonly.

"If you dare to hurt the little demon, I will let you die." Yunqing let the sword edge shake, and the light covered nangongli in an instant, and said in a low voice.

"Why should I hurt her? How can I give up." Nangong Li said half true and half false.

The two men had left Xia Qingluo's bedroom. At this time, the night sky was cloudy, there was no wind, and the air seemed unusually dull.

But Xia Qingluo slept soundly.

"Get out of here, or I'll wake up Xia Qingluo. I can't spare you." Yunqing asked him to take back Biyun sword with a sneer and said coldly.

Nangong Li smiled lazily.

But the light of her eyes swept through the window lattice of Xia Qingluo.

What is the relationship between the little demon and yunqingrang?

The little demon has bound a life and death contract with him. Isn't it reasonable to hate him?

Why help the little demon again and again?

Nangong Li's eyes are unpredictable, and there is a faint feeling of depression in his heart.