My Darling Sick Beauty

The most rumored couple in the whole demon world had an unprecedented conflict.

The reason is probably that Wen renye didn't find out the bottom line of a pregnant man, which made him angry.

We can't talk about specific behaviors in detail. This chapter is harmonious.

Jiang Zheliu had been made to cry before, but he didn't cry so much. He really can't touch it there, because he is very sensitive and has a little pain. He was licked numbly yesterday, and he couldn't bear it very much. He also heard the words of Wen renye and wanted to kick him down.

It's a pity that his cultivation is not there. Jiang xianzun bit his teeth and kicked him several times, but his strength is really light. For a rough skinned young man, it's almost like flirting.

Smelling people at night, like a dog smelling meat, pesters him and bites him where he can't stand. Although it seems that the degree is not very serious, it still makes him speechless.

There is nothing to say, a sound was smashed by this beast, language is not sentence.

Jiang Zheliu thought for a long time.

The place below his neck was a little red and swollen. He only wore the softest layer of thin clothes. He didn't wear a belt and folded it on his shoulder. He carefully looked over the little devil's recent account book. He deeply felt that the other party was courting frequently and needed to be taught.

He naturally took the elder's mood and thought that the night of hearing people should be controlled.

Because of the two factors of remaining anger and persuading people to control, Jiang Zheliu really didn't want to pay attention to him this time, even he didn't want to drink the "eternal dust", a special product of the demon world.

Eternal dust is the name of that kind of sweet wine. It tastes sweet and delicious. There is almost no sign of strong wine. However, once it really enters the stomach, it will be hot and make people drunk soon.

Jiang Zheliu's road of rebuilding is long. It has been running for two small weeks, making the little aura in the body active again and preparing to build the foundation in the near future.

The foundation has been built for the third time. There are really not many people like him who are forced to have a firm foundation.

Jiang Zheliu converged his aura and calmed down the Gongti running in his body. Then he stretched out his hand to pull the outer drape. He casually tied a tie with one hand, turned his head and glanced at the window. He said faintly, "come in if you want."

A head with a silver crown came out of the window. Chang Qian didn't go through the door, but turned in through the window.

Jiang Zheliu put the ancient books on his lap and looked at the door: "the right way is blocked. Do you have to come here like this?"

Chang Qian scratched his head and sighed: "my little uncle has been watching closely these days. Have you quarreled? He has a bad temper. I'll be beaten if anyone eats vinegar."

The snake has half of the demon blood, even if it is to let Wen renye personally guide it, it doesn't matter. It's just skin injury.

Jiang Zheliu said, "well," and then said, "it's not a fight."

They quarrel every three days. The reason is nothing more than that the little uncle thinks it's no good and the fairy brother thinks it's OK. They have different opinions, but usually it will be better in a day or two.

After all, Jiang xianzun is tolerant. He often lets people hear about him at night. Sometimes he doesn't insist on his own opinions. Instead, he often takes care of daolv's mood. So they don't quarrel too much. They can't even quarrel with each other. At most, the little devil gets angry by himself. Then he gets better at the sight of Jiang Zheliu.

This way of getting along, ordinary people really do not understand.

But this time it's different. This time it's been a long time. The whole demon world knows that the Lord is angry with the empress. They are worried about the empress's personal safety. Chang Qian alone has been asked about the situation more than ten times before he has to explore the wind.

"Not a fight. What's that?" Little snake felt headache, "usually little uncle should have been well, you don't know him, two words were coaxed into obedience... What happened this time."

Jiang Zheliu took a look at him and said to himself, "how can you explain this? He still has teeth on his chest. You don't know what kind of devil your Lord is.

When he thought about it, his peaceful state of mind began to ripple again, a little annoyed.

"It's nothing." Jiang Zheliu frowned coldly, looking at the book on his knee, "I don't talk to him."

Chang Qian heard the brain melon seeds buzzing, feeling that this is really a cold war, or the kind of serious, simply unheard of.

"No, then... How did he annoy you?" As soon as he was worried, he forgot his customary honorific, "they all asked me to ask, saying that you can tell me."

"Who are they?"

"All of you in the demon world." Chang Qian thought about it, "and Yu Yisheng."

"You say he forced me." Jiang Zheliu's face was expressionless, "he's not human."

“……！”

Chang Qian took a breath of air-conditioning. He didn't expect that his little uncle was so promising. No, he was so shameless. Today he learned to... Cough, he's got insight!

As for what's not human, it's not human at all, so it can be ignored automatically... As long as it's not domestic violence.

"Ah Chu told me yesterday that he wanted to see you." Chang Qian got the answer to this matter, and by the way, he also said other things together, "he is now the immortal deer in the demon world, and he is going to deliver the baby."

Jiang Zheliu raised his teacup and took a sip. After hearing this, he suddenly stopped and looked up: "how can he know?"

"The two real kings in the demon world seem to know it." Chang Qian thought about ah Chu's words and said, "it should be the last time you went to the Wanling palace..."

... it's too hard.

It's very embarrassing for him to make all walks of life stir people up.

Jiang Zheliu sighed slowly and said, "OK, I see."

The demon kingdom is the place that is closest to nature and has the most aura. The demon tribe that takes the natural affinity route can indeed assist breeding, which is one of their best directions.

Although Chang Qian said that ah Chu was coming back, Jiang Zheliu always thought that Qinglin might also come. No matter how busy she was, she should congratulate her friends on such things.

Congratulations is a little bit of a reluctant word.

Jiang Zheliu gathered up his thoughts and asked him, "who is guarding the gate these two days?"

"It's general Gongyi." Chang Qian replied honestly, "brother Shi comes here occasionally."

"Gong Yi Yan." Jiang Zheliu is quite impressed with her, because she is really a clear stream in the evil world of Han group. "She's enough alone. Why let Shi Bingchen come back to watch? It's not a waste of manpower."

Chang Qian didn't dare to say what happened a few days ago. Maybe the LORD already knew about it, but it didn't happen. Only Jiang Zheliu couldn't get away with it that day.

In the middle of the night, almost all the great demons were awakened by this aggressive evil spirit. In the middle of the night, they crawled out of the hot blanket of their wife and children, thinking that the LORD had not been able to refine the Taoist seeds, they were crazy again. As a result, they came to have a look. General Shi pressed general Gongyi in the rain, and their prototypes collided fiercely, Blood all over the floor.

Ah, what a failed secret love. It's just that he died without illness, and he became a failed love.

It's just that the great demons know that no one dares to say that they haven't been beaten. So these two days happened to be a conflict between the Lord and the empress. I didn't dare to ask general Gongyi to ask. I had to ask Chang Qian to open the window.

Although they didn't say anything to each other, the demons still understand her very well. Instead of tearing their hearts and lungs for the bad and ugly people, they might as well rush. After all, if you live in the world, you'll bet on a just in case.

It's not that there is no one who loses the bet. What if he wins?

Gongyi Yan is now outside the Jingshan hall. Chang Qian doesn't dare to say more. He can only say: "brother Shi, watch it. Be steady."

Jiang Zheliu squinted, thinking about the meaning of the word "steady".

"In that case, brother, you should forgive him earlier." The snake changed the topic abruptly, "otherwise..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Zheliu put down his book, looked at him in silence, and said calmly, "if you don't forgive me, go back."

I don't know why, he said so peacefully, but it just gave Chang Qian a feeling of cool in his heart and numbness in his scalp.

"... OK, get out of here now."

The little snake followed the good advice, quickly turned out of the window and banged his head.

Jiang Zheliu takes back her sight, reaches out her hand and subconsciously touches her abdomen. She always feels as if she is a little fat.

Is it an illusion?

Although the muscles of the body have been softened before, and there is no masculinity in the touch, it is still slender, smooth, thin and straight, but now the abdomen feels like a little extra soft meat.

Jiang Zheliu felt for a while, only to feel the baby in his stomach hit his heart. He slowly fell into meditation, and felt that he needed a guide to the breeding of demon cubs, or a manual introduction, a teaching class or something.

It's really hard for men and women.

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Wen renye is very irritable recently.

He was really impatient. He made a deep reflection on his behavior and made a serious criticism. He even wrote a report and a 10000 word apology for it. But he restored the plot in his mind and found that if he did it again, he would not hesitate to go to the cinema.

No, how can I? It's not that I can't!

Frustrated, too frustrated, he is so indecisive.

Alas, the general human body will not feel his bitterness.

But I can't feel his happiness.

Wen renye has refined all the consciousness derived from the Taoist seeds in his body, but he has a premonition that the future disaster of he Dao is likely to be double, one of killing and one of ending.

If we don't take the initiative to trigger Tianlei, the time limit of thunder robbery will probably go along with the refining process. It's not clear how many years later.

However, he was extremely confident. Even if it was a double disaster, he didn't feel uneasy. On the contrary, he had a sense of stability, sincerity and purity.

But even so, he would still be shut down for a long time because of this serious and long cold war. When he thought about Xiao Liushu, he was inexplicably happy. But when he thought about the other party ignoring himself, he immediately felt low pressure and was too angry to approach.

however.

It's sweet.

It's not about wine.

It's more difficult to guess than a girl in spring. After finishing his official documents, he came home and stopped at the door.

Gongyi's face was silent, his face covered his cheek, and everything was as usual.

In the short moment when Wen Ren stopped walking in the night, their aura was so close that they were so pressing that it was incredible. But he didn't say anything, but then he continued to enter the palace.

Around the screen and light frame, the cane chair is piled with a snow-white ball, soft, covered with snow-green tassels, and the thin tassels have been falling down.

Jiang Zheliu fell on the couch with his back to him, as if asleep.

I don't know if he's asleep at night, but when he sees the other person, he feels that his hopeless energy has come up again. He leans over quietly and slowly, looks down at the past, and looks at it for a long time without a sound, until the breeze disturbs each other's hair.

He suddenly woke up, don't know how he saw so long, he stretched out his hand, finger belly slowly across the river, broken willow slightly disordered snow hair, breath warm close to the past.

Pines and cypresses breath and the warmth of the demons followed, hot.

It happens that the outside temperature is not high these days, and the temperature at night is just right. As soon as Jiang Zheliu was about to subconsciously lean over, he thought of the serious cold war.

He raised his eyes reluctantly, glanced at him for a moment, turned silently, and did not speak.

Hearing the night's expectation, I was disappointed again.

He almost had to recite his more than 10000 words of apology, almost felt that the other party just disliked him, didn't want to continue with him, and almost had to cry because of the grievance.

The little devil held back his imagination, reached over his waist, pulled around him, and lowered his voice with a sense of obedience.

"... I'm wrong."

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If you know what's wrong, you'll admit it. If you don't change after repeated education, you'll never stop the brake. If you put on the poor first place, it's your night.