Seeing Yun Qingyan lazily nestled in someone's arms, he was even more furious!
He worked hard to cut and carry wood in the World of Warcraft Forest, but this woman actually indulged in the "Beauty Country" and fell into depravity.
Seeing sex and forgetting friends!
Oh no! Pooh! Seeing lust and forgetting one's righteousness!
"Because you are fast!" Yun Qingyan smiled and knocked on the wooden chair to answer his question.
"Why doesn't he have to do anything?! He's obviously faster!" Huo Yichen pointed at Di Jiuque and was very dissatisfied.
He had noticed before that this man could move a thousand meters in one step. He must have understood the power of the laws of space and could run faster than him!
The taciturn Di Jiuque raised his eyes coldly, his narrow and cold pupils filled with chill.
We haven’t seen each other for only a few months, but there are so many male creatures next to the little guy that it’s really annoying.
The cold and suffocating breath made Huo Yichen's heart sink, and he felt like he was being looked down upon by a god.
As soon as I spoke, I swallowed half of the sentence unconsciously.
"Because, he is my child adoptive husband!" Yun Qingyan glanced at Huo Yichen lazily, "How could I let my dear little Que Que do hard labor~
Don't forget, you lost the bet, but you have to be my slave for seven days.
Isn't it clear at a glance who the future husband and the prostituted slave should be asked to do the errands for? "
Yun Qingyan said with a smile.
In the previous arena match, she and Huo Yichen bet on the winner, and whoever lost would be the other's slave for seven days. In the end, Huo Yichen gave her the difference of one person.
Husband? Two words came out from those lips, like a small feather, gently stirring up Di Jiuque's heart, making it itchy and numb.
The cold and harsh aura dissipated as soon as Di Jiuque's eyes darkened and his hand holding Yun Qingyan tightened.
"Tong Yangfu?! Yun Qingyan, who are you bluffing?!" Before, Huo Yichen would have argued with her about the relationship between 'slave' and 'servant', but now his mind was occupied by the child Yangfu. Three words attracted me.
He looked left and right, his eyes showing disbelief.
No matter how you look at it, this man's imposing aura is not what a child adopter should possess...
One look can put pressure on him!
He believes that he is the overlord of the Holy Yuan Continent!
"You don't believe it?" Yun Qingyan raised her eyebrows, turned around and kissed Di Jiuque's handsome face, "Xiao Que, tell him, are you my child adoptive husband?"
The delicate red lips just brushed across the cheek, but Di Jiuque felt as if he had been scalded with a soldering iron, it was so hot.
Di Jiuque's narrow phoenix eyes were filled with twinkling eyes, the corners of Di Jiuque's mouth slightly raised, and his cold voice was endearing, "Yes."
Huo Yichen: "..."
Baili Qingxue's eyes fell here, then quickly looked away, and just said lightly, "Qingyan, the tables and chairs are ready."
"Well, I'm going to prepare the soup base now." Yun Qingyan broke away from Di Jiuque's arms and started to prepare the hot pot base.
Di Jiuque narrowed his eyes and looked at the empty arms, shooting his cold and piercing gaze towards Baili Qingxue.
After Baili Qingxue met his gaze, she looked away indifferently. The face carved by ice and snow was expressionless, and there was an undercurrent of coldness as sharp as ice thorns in the depths.
After merging the Ice Emperor's soul, his understanding of the laws of ice became even deeper.
He could keenly feel that Di Jiuque's body was contaminated with the aura of Jiuzhuan Ice Glazed.
Baili Qingxue lowered his eyes, his face showed the same aloofness and coldness as the Ice Emperor, as sharp as the cold wind in a freezing place.
(End of chapter)