My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

After confirming that the handwriting was exactly the same as that written by Yun Qingyan, he stopped his actions, then raised his head and smiled lightly at Yun, but his handsome face was as pure as a child, "Yun Qingyan, wife."

Yun said that the corners of his mouth unconsciously formed a slightly curved arc.

Even if he lost his memory, he was the same as before.

I had been entangled with her fiancé before, but now... I am directly up to my wife.

But not only did she not feel annoying, her heart was still soft, and a slight itching and warm numbness flowed through her heart.

"Our names sound the same, so good." Qing Yan smirked cheerfully, seeming to be foolishly happy that he and Yun Qingyan had the same pronunciation.

That stupid, silly look made Yun Qingyan smile badly in his heart.

If Di Jiuque wakes up and knows that he has had this silly look before, will he be so angry that he wants to recreate it?

"Yes, it sounds the same~" Approaching Qingyan's silly face, Yun said lightly that his fingertips swept across the corner of his lips, and a kiss was gently dropped.

Qing Yan seemed to have received some kind of world-wide reward, and her phoenix eyes were bent with a smile, and she robbed the world of elegance in an instant.

After dinner, Yun Qingyan looked for a place to rest on the leeward of the sea cliff. The island was cool at night, and with the rich water element here, although the temperature was not as extreme as the night in the Tamur Desert, it was still a bit cold. .

Qing Yan didn't know what was the evil, and insisted on not going back to the sea to rest, and wanted to follow Yun Qingyan. Yun Qingyan couldn't hold him back, so he had to let him follow.

There was a fire again behind a leeward rock on the sea cliff, and Yun lightly said to Qing Yan, "You turn around!"

Her coat has been dried, but her single coat has not been dried because she has been wearing it.

No matter how strong the physique is, Yun Qingyan doesn't have the habit of wearing wet clothes like water.

"Xiao Xuan, go and supervise him." Yun Qingyan directed Xiao Xuan, who had been an invisible person since Qing Yan came out.

"Yes, Master!" Xiao Xuan responded, jumping to the side of Qing Yan vigilantly.

The pair of wet grapes looked at Qing Yan with big eyes.

The breath that came from him was that nasty guy, yes, even the breath of Silver Ring was correct.

But how did that nasty guy become like this? Xiaoxuan was puzzled.

Qingyan stared at Yun Qingyan pitifully, and after his prayer was invalid, turned around like a puppy abandoned by his master.

As he turned around, those cold and narrow phoenix eyes swept across the small black ball that Yun Qingyan sent to monitor him. That glance was cold, ruthless, and arrogant, just like a high god.

Xiao Xuan trembled all over.

Damn it! This... this is right! This is the look in that nasty ghost's eyes!

This guy is too capable! Actually deceived the master!

No, it has to reveal his true face to the master, and can't let the master follow his way!

Thinking about it, Xiao Xuan received a cold eye knife from the other party.

There seemed to be a thin layer of frost on the clear eyes, which instantly froze Xiao Xuan's thinking, and instantly forgot all his previous thoughts.

Qing Yan stroked his chin with one hand, and looked at Xiaoxuan with cold eyes.

Why did he see this little hairy ball, he felt a murderous intent?

It seems that this ugly little hair ball has done something bad to him before.