When Lord Yan saw the familiar red figure, his eyes narrowed and he quickly flew forward to catch the person.
Fengjiu instinctively hugged his neck and buried her face in his head. She didn't look up until she felt safe. When she saw his dark face, she smiled awkwardly.
"Lord Yan, I hope I didn't disturb you?"
As soon as the voice fell, my eyes fell on his face without a mask, and I suddenly felt that this face seemed somewhat familiar.
When Ying saw him again, he couldn't help but put his hands over his face: Why is he everywhere? What a ghost!
And when the master saw that it was him who fell, he actually went forward to catch him immediately, as if he was afraid that he would be hurt. He looked so nervous at that moment that his face turned pale.
Damn! The master really likes this kid!
Holding the person in his arms, Lord Yan's face darkened and he asked angrily, "What are you doing on the roof? Don't you know that if you're not careful you might be mistaken for an assassin and killed?"
Damn it! Why is this woman so troublesome
If he hadn't seen clearly that it was her and didn't swing his palm again, otherwise, her life would have been in danger by now!
"Haha, I'll just climb up to the roof and... admire the moon! Yes, admire the moon."
She smiled awkwardly, and seeing that she was still in his arms, she quickly said, "Master Yan, you can put me down now."
At this moment, Lord Yama's gaze fell on her arm. Her red clothes were torn and a bloody mark was left on her white arm.
Seeing his eyes fall on her arm, Fengjiu also looked over. After seeing this, she smiled and said, "It should be scratched by the tiles when she fell. It's not a big deal. I'll go back and bandage it."
As she spoke, she struggled to get out of his arms, but he held her tightly and gave her a threatening look with his sharp and angry eyes, which made her freeze and dare not move.
What's wrong with this person? Why does he keep clinging to this 'man' instead of caring about these two delicate beauties
"Lord Yan, you..."
"Shut up!"
He drank in a calm voice, holding her and walking towards the table. Seeing the two women still kneeling there, he couldn't help but frowned: "Yingyi, send them back!"
"Master..."
“Don’t!”
Feng Jiu shouted, looking at the Lord of Hell who was holding her tightly, and said, "Aren't they here to sleep with you? Why did you chase them away? Look at these two beauties, they are so delicate and beautiful, and their bodies are so hot. It would be a pity to send them back!"
Yingyi looked at Fengjiu with rare approval, feeling that what he said hit the nail on the head.
It took a lot of effort for the master to send two beauties over to serve him, but if he sends them back now, wouldn't all his work be in vain
It doesn't matter if he worked in vain, but the problem is, what should he do if his master's tendencies are really led astray
"Sleeping with you?"
Lord Yan glanced at Fengjiu and said, "Who told you that they were here to serve you?"
"Yingyi!" she said without thinking.
Hearing this, Lord Yan glanced at Ying Yi coldly, then lowered his head to look at the woman he was holding and asked, "So, you sneaked up to the roof?"