My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Seeing Yun Qingyan lazily nestled in someone's arms, he was even more angry!

He worked so hard to cut and carry wood in the Warcraft Forest, and this woman actually indulged in the fall of the ‘beauty town’.

See Sewangyou!

Oh no! Pooh! See the color and forget righteousness!

"Because you are fast!" Yun Qingyan tapped the wooden chair with a smile, and answered his question.

"Why doesn't he have to do anything?! Obviously he is faster!" Huo Yichen pointed to Di Jiuque, very dissatisfied.

He had noticed before that this man should have understood the power of the law of space by taking a step of a kilometer, and he should run faster than him!

The taciturn Di Jiuque raised his eyes quietly, cold air brewing in his narrow and cold pupils.

It has only been a few months, and there are so many male creatures next to the little guy.

The suffocating breath of Senhan made Huo Yichen's heart sink, and there was an illusion of being overlooked by the gods.

When he just spoke, he swallowed half a sentence unconsciously.

"Because, he is my child's foster husband!" Yun Qingyan cast a lazy look at Huo Yichen, "How can I let my dear Xiaoqueque do coolies~

Don't forget, you lost the bet, but you want to be my slave for seven days.

Isn't it clear who will run errands in the future husband and slaves? "

Yun Qingyan said with a smile.

In the previous ring match, she and Huo Yichen guessed the winner of the bet, who would be the other's slave for seven days, and finally Huo Yichen gave her the difference by one person.

Husband? Two words spit out from the flap of lips, like a small feather, gently disturbing Di Jiuque's heart, itching and numb.

The cold and cold breath disappeared, Di Jiuque's eyes darkened, and his hand holding Yun Qingyan tightened.

"Tong Yangfu?! Yun lightly said who are you bluffing?!" If it is put before, Huo Yichen must quarrel with her about the relationship between'slave' and'servant', but now his mind is all over by Tong Yanghu The three words fascinated.

He looked left and right, his eyes filled with disbelief.

No matter how you look at it, this man's compelling aura is not like a child foster husband should have...

One look can oppress him!

He believed that he was the overlord of the Saint Yuan Continent!

"You don't believe it?" Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, turned his head and kissed Di Jiuque's handsome face, "Xiaoqueque, tell him, are you my child's husband?"

The delicate red lips just brushed his cheeks, but Di Jiuque felt as if he had been scalded by a soldering iron and was scorching hot.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes are squiggly, the corners of Di Jiuque's mouth are slightly raised, and the cold voice is doting, "Yes."

Huo Yichen: "..."

Baili Qingxue's gaze fell on this side, and then quickly retracted, but said lightly, "Nevertheless, the tables and chairs are ready."

"Well, I'm going to prepare the soup base now." Yun said lightly, breaking free from the embrace of Emperor Jiuque, and began to prepare the hot pot base.

Di Jiuque narrowed his eyes and looked at the empty arms, his icy eyes shot towards Baili Qingxue.

After Baili Qingxue met his gaze, she withdrew her gaze indifferently. The face carved by the ice and snow was expressionless, and the depths were filled with a sharp coldness like ice thorns.

After fusing the ice emperor's soul, he has a deeper understanding of the ice law.

He could keenly feel that Emperor Jiuque's body was stained with the aura of nine turns of ice glass.

Baili Qingxue lowered his eyes, his face was arrogant and cold like the Bingdi, sharp as the cold wind of an extremely frozen place.