Chapter 161 161. Ximena’s reward

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 161 161. Ximena’s reward

"Nance, don't run away."

"No fool would run away."

"I don't have any evil intentions."

"Tell me, who is that third cup of milk tea for?"

"Oh, you know?"

A strong wind howled from the side of Nance.

He stopped, his eyes wary.

"Don't be so scared. This is hell, and I'm here to protect you." Irene said with a smile.

Nance turned and ran.

"Haha~"

Erin immediately chased after him.

Like a Persian cat with evil intentions, she raised her tail in a "swish" motion, preparing to circle around the mouse and play with it.

The next moment, she appeared next to Nance again.

She was surrounded by a gentle light, almost like flying, spinning lightly around him, incredibly gorgeous. Sometimes her toes would tap the ground, sometimes she would step in the air, and her hands would spread out gracefully in front of his eyes.

Nance was forced to dodge left and right.

But that movement, under Eileen's super-skilled play, turned into a dance partner echoing her. He kept a very reserved distance, while she danced with her light steps, leaving him aloof.

Opportunity to kiss Fangze.

"Look, this is Lord Lucifer's dance." Irene tilted her head and looked at him with a narrow smile: "If Ximena sees you so involved, she will definitely be jealous beyond recognition..."

"..."

Nance knew this guy had bad intentions.

But he couldn't outrun her.

In this empty and almost endless hall, no matter which direction he ran, Irene would flash in front of him in an instant.

For example, this time.

Irene blocked him, and he reached out angrily from behind to grab her fair and tall body.

"Wait a minute, we agreed that we can only admire it but not touch it."

That strangely calm voice was the sound of Irene being caught in the wrong place.

Clearly feeling the vitality and elasticity, he let go of his hand in an instant. Then Irene gracefully stood on tiptoes and turned around, showing her perfect body to Nance, her eyes wandering and focused: "Appreciate it well."

, such a good opportunity will never happen again."

"..."

Nance thought to himself, I really don’t dare to look at it.

With a witch-like smile, Irene stepped on the beat and whirled in the holy light.

That demure figure, the slender limbs that stretch to their full extent, and the light and graceful swing of the willow waist; they are beyond beautiful.

During her break from dancing, she was still in the mood to ask Nance: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Nance nodded bitterly.

If it is not beautiful, he will feel a pain in his conscience.

But when it comes to beauty, he doesn't want to enjoy it at this time.

"Look at your expression, it's so funny..."

Eileen's voice came from his ear like a soft whisper.

With her toes tapping the ground, she appeared behind Nance and held his shoulders with both hands: "Cherish the time you have now. When you become a devil, a lot of troubles will come to you."

"What's the trouble?" Nance turned to look at her head on.

Irene smiled, stared into his eyes, and told him: "Hell and heaven are always opposites. As a demon, you are still a human being and will not be targeted. If you become a demon, you will no longer be a human being. Angels will naturally

I won’t be polite to you…”

After she finished speaking, she leaned over slightly.

It was like brown candy, sticking to his body and entangled endlessly... But soon, she felt something pressing against her lower abdomen. She couldn't help but look down and her pupils dilated slightly.

"..."

Nance was so embarrassed that his toes curled up.

"I don't know if Sister Ximena can bear it..." Irene speculated rather viciously.

"...You are really shameless." Nance's eyes darkened.

"Oh, don't say that, I mean it with good intentions." Irene blinked and said in an innocent tone, "As a sister, I naturally have the obligation to share his pain for my sister, are you right?"

Nance's mouth twitched.

There was a faint movement in the empty spot, and the smile in Irene's eyes became even stronger.

A pair of feet stuck out from there.

Nance subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But his body couldn't move at all...

In the surging mist, Queen Jealousy slowly descended into Queen Arrogance's palace.

She is still the same as before.

Black tight skirt, red shawl, feet wrapped in black silk.

That exquisite and luxurious face is inlaid with a pair of red and blue pupils; inside it seems to be intertwined with starlight, overflowing with light.

"Hello, Your Lady Queen!" Nance replied respectfully.

This beautiful figure and familiar fragrance are definitely the special existence that haunts him most.

Ximena raised her eyes slightly and looked at him.

"You are very happy..."

The voice, as cold as the clear winter spring, is so mysterious and completely explains the allure of the Queen.

"I am innocent!"

Nance's voice was unprecedentedly aggrieved.

Those things were easy to talk about in the past, but this time, he was really whiter than a blank piece of paper.

"No, you are not innocent at all..." Irene suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed him, and looked at Ximena: "Look at his majestic appearance, how can he be innocent at all?"

"..."

Nance's face turned green.

Ximena glanced with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "If you've had enough trouble, please be more serious!"

The queen was angry.

But she was still able to control it and didn't become jealous beyond recognition.

Sister, you can really bear it. Next time, why not try to have sex with Nance directly... Irene licked her lips, letting go of Nance, and then clapped her hands.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

In the blink of an eye, Nance had arrived in Lord Lucifer's boudoir.

"Come on, relax." Erin opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of champagne.

Ximena glanced at her. Her flawless figure in a black dress was lying on the hanging chair, and her beautiful legs tightly wrapped in black stockings were crossed together sexily.

"My lady, let me rub it for you."

Nance joined in enthusiastically.

"Go aside."

Ximena's expression turned cold.

She stepped on Nance's face and waved her hand.

Gray mist surged up from the ground, wrapping his body like a thin film.

"Here, cup."

Erin brought three cups over, uncorked them, and poured the frothy golden liquid into the cups.

She sat down opposite with her legs crossed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the way Nance and Ximena got along with each other with interest.

"You also want to have some face..."

Ximena glanced at her and also wrapped her in a black mist coat.

"Haha, I'm not as reserved as you..." Irene supported the sofa with her right hand and slowly raised her beautiful legs. She had a high nose like a fine carving, sexy lips, and eyes that sparkled with provocation.

This is the style of the Lord of Hell in the new era!

"Um, can you guys..."
To be continued...