The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor

Chapter 393: The Demon King human flesh sofa is very comfortable

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Di Shifang said very irresponsibly: "He? Let's go play."

Lu Jiuque was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Damn, it's just unreliable at the critical moment!" It's better to be her big devil.

Not far away, Gu Ming, who was in a hurry, would be so angry that he would vomit blood if he heard these words!

Have some fun!

This shameless Di Shifang bullied him into injury, and even used the magical power of shrinking to an inch. It would be incredible if he could catch up with him, right? !

Gu Ming felt that he was in a lot of pain, but for the sake of Tianhu's inheritance, he decided not to say anything.

Di Shifang carried Lu Jiuque to the Xuan Family in Xuancheng, and the two of them landed on the roof of the main hall in a swagger, as if they were not worried that anyone would discover their traces.

At this time, the entire Xuan family was caught in an extremely strange atmosphere.

Lu Jiuque held his breath, quietly leaned down, and pressed his face against the tiles that were burned by the sun. He wrinkled his face and remained motionless.

Di Shifang saw her "self-abuse" behavior and pulled her up. After a few ups and downs, the two of them sneaked into the main hall and hid on the beam.

Lu Jiuque was surprised and happy. He never thought that one day he would become a gentleman in Liang Shang. He winked excitedly at Di Shifang one after another.

Seeing that this unruly little guy was about to fall, Di Shifang had no choice but to take her into his arms and whispered: "Don't move."

Lu Jiuque nodded obediently, but he felt a little tired standing upright like this

She simply moved her butt, found a perfect position in Di Shifang's arms, and stuffed her entire body inside.

Ah... The Big Devil's human-made sofa is so comfortable.

While Lu Jiuque continued to squirm, Di Shifang's body gradually stiffened.

But now, looking at her little head leaning against his chest, the tips of his ears quietly turned crimson again.

This annoying little thing knows that he can't push her away now, so is he pushing his limits

It was a pity that all Lu Jiuque's energy was focused on the people in the lobby at this time, otherwise she would have discovered the abnormality of Di Shifang's heartbeat.

Above the main hall, the head of the Xuan family, Xuan Ying, squinted his eyes coldly, staring at the young man below, and said in a deep voice: "You said that Yun Qianli took the initiative to break off the engagement with you? Why?"

Who else could that noble man be if he wasn't the Xuan Yi that Lu Jiuque met in the forest

Xuan Yi nodded slightly sadly, as if he didn't want to mention it.

At this moment, a man with a handsome and elegant face, like the white snow in early winter, walked in.

His long hair was untied, he was dressed in crisp white clothes, his slender eyebrows were stretched out, and his eyes were like jade soaked in spring water, always so warm and harmonious.

His face is not just like Xuan Yi, with stunning beauty.

But the refreshing gentleness is enough to soften time and mellow the years. The more you look at it, the more fascinating and intoxicating it becomes.

"Brother, are you back?" This person is the second son of the Xuan family, a native of Xuanyi.

As soon as he saw Xuan Yi, strong hatred burst out from Xuan Yi's eyes, as if reason was about to leave at this moment.

Originally, he hoped to retain the good impression of Yun Qianli from his family, so that it would be easier for him to marry her in the future.

But now, anger has swallowed up his reason, and there is only one voice in his mind...

He wants to win!

He wants to win!