For Changtian, this would be a great humiliation.

She sank her face: "I'm not going." ”

Huang Fuming stood up and slowly paced in front of her: "Sister, tonight's pilgrimage ceremony is very important, everyone must be in their place. Your location—" he said softly and slowly, "by my side." ”

This wasn't a request, and was there any room for her to say "no"?

Ning Xiaoxian's brain spun fast.

But this time she was facing the person, no matter how she refused, he had 11,000 ways to refuse.

Hard fists are the real king, but she can't even kill a wolf now.

The look on her brow was a pleasure to him. Huang Fuming stroked his chin, and suddenly said, "Sister really doesn't want to attend with makeup?"

There was still room in his words! Ning Xiao nodded leisurely.

He sighed: "But I want to feast my eyes." What should I do?"

His pretentious appearance, Ning Xiaoxian had seen it before, and immediately knew that he was going to play tricks again, so he couldn't help but say angrily: "If you have something to say!"

"Okay, why don't you do that?" Huang Fuming leaned forward slightly and pressed his hand on the pillar beside her. It just so happened that the pearl lamp shone down from behind him, hiding her whole body in his shadow. "I have a compromise. ”

This move is too intimate, and the distance between the two is too close. Ning Xiaoxian wanted to dodge, but his waist tightened, but he was grabbed by one hand and couldn't move.

He whispered, "Sister, as long as you kiss me, I'll let you go with a disguise." ”

Kiss...... Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and blurted out without thinking about it: "No!"

Huang Fuming's gaze was suddenly sharp, she only felt that she was like a sheep being targeted by a tiger, and a cold air rose straight up from her back.

He looked down at her from top to bottom for a long time, until the air in the room was so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and then he sighed slightly:

"It makes me so sad. So take a step back and let me kiss my sister?"

"Huang Fuming!" Ning Xiaoxian said helplessly, "What do you want to do?"

He licked his lips, and the action seemed to her to be evil: "What I want to do, you won't want to know." He chuckled, "It's not too early, my sister wants to wear makeup to attend the pilgrimage ceremony, or let me kiss it?" I'll give you ten counts." ”

"Anyway, I'm looking forward to it. With that, he began to count down, "ten, nine, eight......"

Ning Xiaoxian only felt that he had never made such a difficult choice. If you shake your head and say no, you will be spared from being close to his skin, but you will be shown to the world by Huang Fuming as a trophy, what a heavy blow will this be to Changtian?

If she didn't want her husband to be humiliated, she should let him kiss him. Huang Fuming doesn't eat people, of course this bite doesn't hurt or itch, but this means that she "allows" him to touch her.

For her, for Huangfu Ming, and even for Changtian, no matter how light her nod is, the meaning is as heavy as Mount Tai!

This means that she personally chiseled a gap in her own layers of mental defense and allowed Huang Fuming to enter.

Besides, with this person's temperament, once this precedent is opened, I am afraid that it will be intensified in the future.

This is simply a proposition, no matter how she chooses, the result is terrible.

"Six, Five......"

Time waits for no one, and the countdown to Huang Fuming continues. He saw that her eyes were rolling in a hurry, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Four ......"

"Wait a minute. She didn't want to be so passive, so she had to find a topic and bypass this choice, "I ......"

Huang Fuming stopped counting, stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on her snow neck: "Shhhhh

He only used his weak divine power, and she found that her throat was tight, and she opened her mouth empty, but she couldn't say a word.

"It seems that my sister is very embarrassed. His face was full of sincerity, "Let me choose for my sister." With that, slowly bow your head.

Ning Xiaoxian was shocked, shrinking to hide, but his body froze in place, and he couldn't help himself at all.

He had at least a hundred supernatural powers that could hold her still.

The wind was strong on Guanming Peak, so she smeared some glycerin on her lips to prevent them from drying out before going out to watch the sunset. It is the cherry lips that Huang Fuming saw in his eyes at this time, so it is not crystal seductive.

The closer he came in, the wider her apricot eyes widened, staring at him viciously, as if to warn him not to come nonsense.

That look was exactly the same as he remembered.

Huang Fuming laughed silently. He remembered that when he was young, he sat at the head of the bed and peeked at her sleeping posture that night, and he wanted to kiss her secretly, but when he came to the end, he cowered back; the last time he swept her into the outer world in front of the snake, he was going to kiss her to demonstrate to the snake, but when he was glared at by her, his heart suddenly became empty, and he didn't even compete.

Her expression now is the same as then, but he is no longer the boy who retreated to the outer world.

He is the co-master of tens of millions of barbarians in the Sacred Realm, and he wants to lead the barbarians back to their former glory.

He is the God-King.

Ning Xiaoxian watched him get closer and closer, and even she could feel the heat on his face, this person suddenly stopped and muttered, "It's not more than three." ”

She was too frightened to comprehend what this meant, and suddenly it went dark, but it was this guy who reached out and covered her eyes. Then there was a warmth on his lips - Huangfu Ming lowered his head and took her cherry lips.

He rehearsed this action many times in his midnight dream.

Her lips were sweet, soft, and fragrant, and they tasted better than he had imagined, like the lava cake she had baked for him a long, long time ago, and silky.

When the two skin touched, he heard a soft click from the deepest part of his heart, as if a barrier had shattered, and the joy was indescribable and irresistible, but it was constantly welling up in his heart.

He finally got what he wanted, although only a small goal was accomplished at this stage.

Huang Fuming lost his mind for a while, and this kiss turned into a dragonfly and a little water.

"Smack", a crisp sound, the room was silent.

Zhuo Lan has been shrinking in the corner as an invisible person, and then subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth.

She wasn't dazzled, was she? Xuantian Niangniang actually slapped the God King!

This one is a mortal now, and there is no way that the God King will not be able to hide from it.

Her wise, great, and all-powerful god-king was beaten...... Will she and the maids present be killed?

Huang Fuming came back to his senses, only to find that he didn't know when his hand was loose.

This slap made Ning Xiaoxian's hands numb, but she didn't care about it, and wanted to slap her backhand again, but she was caught by Huang Fuming.

Her face turned red, and she scolded angrily: "Despicable!"

Huang Fuming's face was still like a crown of jade, and he didn't even have a palm print, but his voice became low: "Sister, you should thank me for not letting you choose by yourself!"

Of course, this slap didn't hurt or itch for him, it was something else that hurt.