The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

However, under this view, her expression was distorted for a while, and her action of drawing psychedelic was also stiff for a moment.

Because Xi Yue and zero are immersed in their own world. They don't listen to others' comments and slander, let alone look around.

Xi Yue was very attentive when she painted, and because Ji Mingyu's level of spiritual power was too high, she wanted to control well, and her spiritual concentration could only be mentioned as the highest.

After drawing for a while, her forehead oozed fine beads of sweat.

But before she could wipe it, a pair of long and cold hands touched her forehead and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

The slightly rough cocoon in the palm of her hand scratched her delicate skin, which made Xi Yue shudder and distracted her from painting.

She glared discontentedly at the man who disturbed her. Her eyes were full of coquettishness and anger.

In response, Ji Mingyu's cold face remained unchanged. She just put one hand around her waist and the other hand around her hand, sketching gently in the air.

At the same time, he drew the spirit, but at the same time, he did not hinder the release of spirit.

Just hold the girl's body is slightly sending out the heat, holding the waist of the hand is also more and more tight, as if at any time will devour her.

Xi Yue's face was red. Fortunately, it was covered by a cloth towel that he didn't lose his temper.

She earned, want to break away from Ji Mingyu holding her hand, in no effect, had to give up.

With a bit of coquetry, he stared at him, and then continued to complete his own fantasy.

This kind of action is inseparable and tacit between the two people, but it's not what they deliberately do, but from the heart they want to express their love for each other.

These two people are clearly on the stage of tens of thousands of people's attention, but they become a time of their own, as if neither of them can step in.

Slowly, the nuns who were still muttering that he was not worthy of Ji Mingyu stopped talking.

Although the heart of the plug, but have to admit that zero God is really like Xi Yue, every move, as if the girl doted on the bone.

Yunfeifei's hand stood stiffly in the mid air. Looking at this scene, the fire of jealousy in her heart was burning like a serpent, which made her want to tear up Xiyue and even do nothing else.

When lingmiao is released, it is not painted as a spirit, but gradually becomes a "ink point". After the spirit is activated, it becomes the flaw of the whole illusion.

Yue Tingyuan saw that lingmiao was about to condense into ink dots, and Yun Feifei had not moved, so he had to give a voice to remind him, "Feifei, finish the painting of the spirit first!"

Yunfeifei suddenly regained his mind and quickly sketched in the air. Although lingmiao didn't condense, the strokes were too hasty and lost the original charm of spirituality and aestheticism.

The flame of indignation in the eyes of yunfeifei flickers, suddenly lowers the voice, and says with the voice that only two people hear: "do it!"

Yue Tingyuan's face changed.

Of course, he knows what yunfeifei means by "do it". However, he really doesn't want to go against zero.

In that fight, the scene of killing him in one move has almost become his mind devil and nightmare.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he had to swallow it under the fierce eyes of yunfeifei.

Yue Tingyuan bit his teeth and secretly observed Xi Yue and Ji Mingyu for a while.

When both of them were focused on painting and didn't notice, his fingers moved slightly.