Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips lightly.
A pair of Gupanmei eyes fixedly stared at Di Moxuan.
He didn't want to ask himself about the affairs of the imperial palace, so he deliberately changed the topic.
Could it be...
In his heart, is her strength really that bad
As if seeing through Ye Qingluo's thoughts, Di Moxuan withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh.
In the next moment, the long arms pulled her into his arms with force.
"Xiao Luo'er... what are you thinking?" Di Moxuan's big palm covered the back of Ye Qingluo's head, and he held her tightly in his arms.
Ye Qingluo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes.
Even if she saw that peerless face countless times, it still made her heart flutter.
From this angle, she could clearly see the helplessness hidden in Di Moxuan's eyes.
Those deep peach blossom eyes, when looking at her, seemed to carry all the tenderness and pampering in the world.
"I don't want to tell you, it's just to make you feel at ease." Di Moxuan brushed her brows with his slender fingers, "The imperial palace's harassment of the dark forces played a certain role, not only creating pressure on the dark forces, You should be able to clean up a little these days."
Ye Qingluo blinked, and immediately digested Di Moxuan's words.
Daring...
Di Moxuan will take advantage of the attack of the Wolf Saint Law to completely control public opinion.
Then he sent out disciples from the imperial palace to fight and harass the dark forces several times.
Said to destroy the Wolf Saint forces.
But he never really used his strength, it was just simple harassment.
Why, it's actually her
Ye Qingluo wrapped his arms around his waist, and raised his eyebrows: "Well, it's my fault for thinking wildly, but...you can't hide everything from me!"
"Then...Xiao Luo'erye can't hide it from me."
The lower jaw was suddenly lifted by Di Moxuan's slender fingers.
Ye Qing's pupils fell, and the face that made her heart throbbing magnified infinitely.
A warm and domineering kiss fell on her lips.
That strength was extremely ferocious, and within a moment, it completely devoured Ye Qingluo.
The kiss became more and more pathetic and ambiguous.
It felt like wanting to completely integrate Ye Qingluo into his flesh and blood.
Ye Qingluo's face was red and her ears were red, her delicate body had no strength at all.
She wanted to struggle and breathe, but the man did hold her tighter and tighter.
"Xiao Luoer..."
Di Moxuan whispered her name in a hoarse voice.
Di Moxuan's big palm tightly covered the belt around her waist.
Rubbing with fingertips, the body is hot and tense.
A kiss made him unable to restrain himself.
He wants Xiao Luoer.
when…
He actually became so eager for Xiao Luo'er
cough…
Lord Emperor Zun said, the "hungry" blind man is only thinking about how to throw down his little Luo'er!
"Ah Xuan... No, you can't..." Ye Qingluo blushed, deeply feeling the changes in the man's body.
Her face was flushed, and her small hands clenched the skirt of his chest tightly.
"Little Luo'er, do you really have the heart to sacrifice the rest of your 'happiness'?" Di Moxuan's suppressed voice was full of regret.
He held the little woman's hand, and directly reached somewhere: "Are you sure, I can stop now?"
Ye Qingluo was so startled that he hurriedly slapped Di Moxuan's hand away, and his face became more and more red: "Performance!"
Di Moxuan half-closed his peach blossom eyes, and the sparkling stream of light cast a bright luster.
He leaned over and kissed her earlobe, his hoarse voice became more and more sexy: "I'm only perverted to you."
Immediately, he picked up Ye Qingluo by the waist, and walked over to the bed beside him...