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"Zhao is gone. "www.biquge.info The man's tall body leaned slightly, bent down and reached out to pat her face, and whispered.

The girl frowned slightly, did not wake up from the dream, turned on her side and fell asleep again.

"Hey, go back to sleep." Without getting a response from Zhao Li, Lord Yama called again with some displeasure.

Zhao still didn't have any reaction.

Only then did she find that the girl's face was pale and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Frowning, he reached out to her forehead.

Sure enough, I had a fever!

Shocked, almost subconsciously, Dongfang Evil immediately leaned over and picked Zhao up horizontally, and walked indoors with long legs.

The man who has always had a habit of cleanliness only noticed in hindsight that this girl was still wearing the dirty clothes in the afternoon.

His face did not change, and his big hand paused on the skirt of the girl's clothes, and then he reached out to undress her.

Suddenly, the girl's skin as white as white jade was exposed to the air, Dongfang Evil breathed a sigh, and her red and black eyes were suddenly dyed with flames.

"Zhao, change your clothes and go to bed again." The man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his voice spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

At this time, Zhao Lili had been tortured by a high fever and was drowsy, but he kept muttering to himself, and he didn't listen to the heresy of the East at all.

Looking at the girl, I saw that her mouth moved slightly, as if she was saying something.

He leaned closer, and then he heard the girl's words.

"Oriental bastard, negative man, I hate you." The girl sniffed and held her mouth, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

The man heard the words in Zhao's mouth clearly, and he couldn't cry or laugh, obviously scolding himself, but he couldn't help but arouse a happy arc.

As if he had made up his mind, Dongfang Xie leaned over again, reached out and took off the dirty clothes on Zhao Li's body little by little, and changed into clean clothes for her.

He turned his gaze to the bath not far away and snapped his fingers handsomely.

Suddenly, the originally calm pool began to steam, and the heat spread out in all directions.

Pick up the girl easily and walk towards the pool with long legs.

The peculiar fragrance of the man suddenly encroached on the air around the girl.

As if feeling a familiar aura, Zhao consciously rubbed against Lord Yama's solid and generous chest.

Seeing the girl's dependent appearance, Lord Yama's face showed tenderness that he had never even noticed.

A few minutes later.

The maid who came in looked at the scene in front of her, and almost fell out of her eyes in shock.

Their Yin Heavenly Son, the Supreme of the Underworld, the Lord of Yama, the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts, actually bathed a sloppy girl topless!!

The wheat-colored skin, the strong body, and especially the eight perfect muscles in the abdomen, watched several maids swallow in unison.

Obediently, if it weren't for the impersonal and cold character of Lord Yama, they would all want to pounce on it now, okay?

In the end, the other maids all left consciously after putting down their things, except for maid A and maid B, like two petrified, standing motionless in place, as if they had forgotten to breathe.

Feeling the gaze of the idle people, Lord Yama frowned unhappily, and Sen's cold and ruthless gaze swept towards the two.

Maid A and maid B had a cold war at the same time, and then they left nostalgically as if they had been unraveled.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to glare at Zhao fiercely, as if she didn't understand why she could get such a different treatment from Lord Yama.

The room was quiet again, and Lord Yan continued to take a bath for Zhao.

With extremely strong perseverance, the man reluctantly washed her, wiped it clean, wrapped her in a bath towel, and then hugged her to the soft floor.

Almost gently fed her medicine, and then put the Underworld Supreme Treasure Hanyu on her forehead to reduce Zhao's fever.

After doing all this, Lord Yama was shocked to realize that he had unconsciously taken care of a girl he had only known for a few days, and it seemed that such a thing was unexpectedly familiar to him.

The man glared at the sleeping Zhao Liao with some annoyance, lying on his side beside the girl.

There was a comfortable aroma on the girl's body, which inexplicably reassured him.

The ghost made a god like a god, and stretched out his big hand.

He hugged Zhao Li into his arms a little uncontrollably.

Hugging the little man in his arms, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he suddenly felt a familiar sense of fullness, as if an inexplicable hole in his heart had been filled, which made him unconsciously hug Zhao a little tighter.

It seemed to be too hard, Zhao snorted softly, and subconsciously pushed the man's chest in his sleep.

The man snorted, and the flames that had been extinguished in his eyes gradually began to revive.

It turned out that the girl's hand unconsciously touched a fatal place under the man in her sleep.

"Damn it, don't play with fire." Dongfang Evil cursed and took away the hand of a certain girl.

Someone clamped his hand, Zhao moved in the arms of Lord Yama, and his knee was attached to a certain place under someone, impartially.

"Little thing, you asked for it!" Fine beads of sweat oozed from the palm of the big palm, and the red and black deep eyes were instantly engulfed by the flames.

turned over and pressed Zhao Li under him.

The big hand touches the softness of the girl's chest, and begins to exert force, and then pushes harder.

The thin lips touched the girl's lip flap, pried open the teeth, and kissed and kissed fiercely.

Just as he was about to enter the last link, he suddenly saw Zhao Liu's face becoming more and more pale, his slightly wrinkled little face seemed to be very uncomfortable, and his heart ached suddenly.

"Damn it!" Lord Yama cursed in a low voice, and left Zhao's body with extremely strong willpower.

got up and closed his eyes cross-legged not far away for a long time before forcibly suppressing the fire.

Looking at the sleeping people, there was a touch of helplessness in my heart.

returned to the soft collapse, lay down beside Zhao Li, hugged her into his arms, and closed his eyes.

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Following.

The moment Zhao opened her eyes, she saw her familiar handsome face, and she couldn't help but exclaim subconsciously, and she couldn't react.

Didn't you fall asleep on the steps outside the Temple of the Son of Heaven last night?

How can I be by the side of the Eastern Evil now?

"You... I... Zhao opened his mouth wide, pointed at Lord Yama, and then pointed at himself, surprised.

"You just brought you in with a fever, and this king doesn't want people to say that they are abusing the maid." Hearing the angry shout of a certain girl, Dongfang Evil actually felt a sense of relaxation in his heart, propped himself up, and looked down at her, but his words were a little silverless.

On the surface, there is an ice cube face, but if you look closely, you can see the unnatural red of the man's cheeks.

Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and looked at Lord Yan with a wicked smile.

"Hey! Dongfang Evil, this is what you hugged me yourself, since you hugged it all. Zhao stared at the man who was close at hand, his eyes glowing with an evil light, "Then let me hug me again!" ”

After speaking, he didn't care whether the man agreed or not, he directly opened his hands and pounced on Hades Dayin.

The man easily flashed Zhao's pounce, got up suddenly, and the tall figure looked condescendingly at a certain girl who fell on the soft collapse, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

When Zhao raised his head, he immediately returned to his indifference.

"When you have enough rest, hurry up and work, the underworld doesn't need useless people." Holding the coffin board, he pretended to speak fiercely, but it was difficult to hide the suspicious flush on his cheeks.

"Damn, you're going to abuse me just before I'm sick, do you have compassion." Zhao looked at the man's back and yelled dissatisfied.

The voices of men and women talking came from the room, and the Temple of the Son of Heaven seemed to become lively.

However, at this time, in the dark corner outside the Son of Heaven Palace, a black shadow listened to the conversation between the two of them.

A trace of bloodlust flashed in his eyes, and then he snorted coldly, and his face was irrepressibly distorted with jealousy...