1182. Ghost Demon Fairy 【3】
In the Demon Palace, Zhuge Canglan calculated the day when she moved in?
Her soft and a little chaotic forehead, to be honest, she really doesn't remember it now. The concept of time that Yutian Xuanhuang made every day blurred, but... I have to admit that she lived here as comfortable and comfortable as ever.
At the beginning, she thought about staying for a few days, and when he was not paying attention, she left.
However, after several attempts to escape, Zhuge Canglan knew that she, the "Monkey Monkey", would never be able to dig out the Wuzhi Mountain in Yutian Xuanhuang. After entering the Demon Palace, he wanted to go out... Haha, there is no way!
Later, Zhuge Canglan simply appointed him and let him go as he pleases. Anyway, living here is not bad.
Then, slowly, it began to be corrupted.
I wake up naturally every day. After waking up, there are delicious foods that make her want to swallow her tongue. There is also a Demon Emperor who always surprises her. There is no need to think about whether it will be dangerous, or spend time and time practicing Taoism. There is no need to be careful about who will be plotted against, or who will be plotted against today?
In short, life is extremely stable.
only--
Why did the phoenix blood jade that Wutong gave to Zhuge Canglan in recent days become hot from time to time? At first, Zhuge Canglan didn't care much, but later, she had to wonder if something happened to the jade pendant?
Just as he was thinking about something, his waist suddenly tightened, and his whole body soared into the air and fell into a warm embrace. The ears became hot, and a warm and pleasant voice drilled into his ears: "Xiao Guai, what are you thinking? I asked you to say a few times, but you ignored everyone."
The voice was filled with a little grievance and accusation, which really made people feel soft.
Zhuge Canglan rolled his eyelids, glanced at the man behind him, and moved his body slightly to adjust a more comfortable position: "No, I'm thinking... Eight Desolate Guiyuan Ding, when do you plan to refine it?"
After spending these days with Yu Tian Xuanhuang, Zhuge Canglan has become accustomed to his closeness to him. Although he had resisted at the beginning, the resistance was ineffective... So he could only get used to it. So now, after being hugged by him, Zhuge Canglan will automatically find a more comfortable position to lean over. Sometimes, she will feel chilled and think: Habits are really a terrible thing.
Yu Tian Xuanhuang's face froze, cleared his throat, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "This...soon, really, very soon, hasn't the number of days yet?"
In order to make Zhuge Canglan stay, he lied that the Eight Desolation regulations were to be reshaped. In fact, it had been reshaped more than ten days ago. However, the dark-bellied Demon Emperor deliberately did not tell Zhuge Canglan, and kept telling her that the Eight Desolation Recruitment Ding was still roasting in the fire.
Yu Tian Xuanhuang was afraid that Zhuge Canglan would continue this topic, so he thought about disturbing her thoughts quickly, lowered his head and buried it on her neck, kissing the exposed neck lightly and heavyly, leaving strings of scarlet peach blossoms on her white and tender skin.
Both of them were all purple in their clothes, with the same style, one big and one small. Zhuge Canglan was held in his arms by Yu Tian Xuanhuang, and his posture was ambiguous. From a distance, she looked like a live-action version of a stunning doll.
Zhuge Canglan couldn't stand being kissed, so he pushed Yu Tian Xuanhuang: "Hey... don't make trouble...ah..."
Chapter completed!