After a pleasure, Mei Lian lazily lay in Yu Tianqi's arms, well-behaved and obedient like a pet.

Feeling the warm big hand on her back slowly deepening, Mei Lian's bewitching eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of coldness, and then quickly turned into flattery, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Master, are you still satisfied?"

Mei Lian's white and slender index finger deliberately drew circles on Yu Tianqi's open chest, and from time to time she scraped it with her fingernails, causing Yu Tianqi's breathing to become short again.

The original clear eyes were also dyed with a hint of ambiguity, staring closely at Mei Lian's neck, like a beast preparing to hunt.

"I'm satisfied."

This sentence Yu Tianqi said from the heart, although he doesn't like Mei Lian very much now, but her technique, he has nothing to say, it can always cause him to be unable to extricate himself, and he can't help it.

Just as Yu Tianqi was about to act again, a pair of firm and cold eyes appeared in his mind, like a drop of pure water in a pool of sewage, which instantly dispelled his thoughts.

It's Su Mo...

He pulled his clothes irritably and covered his exposed body, what kind of demon did he have, but the woman he had only seen once could be so deeply imprinted in his mind.

Maybe it's because he's the opposite of her.

He can not hesitate to harm his own brother in order to achieve his goal, and Su Mo will never do those dark and evil things, she will work hard and try her best to get what she wants.

Two people who were originally in opposite directions should not have been staggered together.

"Master"

An attendant walked in, carrying a thick pile of paperwork.

"Miss Su's information is all in these, I'll probably report it to you."

The demon servant glanced up at Yu Tianqi as he spoke, and after receiving the tacit approval of his eyes, he continued: "This Su Mo is the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, and now she has just turned eight hundred years old, and she came to the Demon Realm the month before last, and it seems that she is going to the Demon Palace to find out something. ”

When the attendant mentioned the word "Emperor of Heaven", Yu Tianqi's eyes lit up, that was a big man, the Emperor of Heaven in the past dynasties had a very high cultivation and a wide prestige, if he married him, he could help him.

——

"Frost, Wake Up"

When Yuan Qi walked to the barrier of the Ice Silk Lotus with Frost in his arms, he was already frozen.

The skin on his body was cracked, but there was no blood in the red flesh sac, and a little ice and snow had just melted and new snow was added to the gaps between the wounds, and the cold wind blew on it as if it was helping, stuffing ice crystals into it.

He felt nothing but a chill to the bone.

The exhaled mist turned into hoarfrost in an instant, floating in the air, blurring his eyes.

The fingers had become as hard as wooden sticks, as if they could be broken with a little force.

The original crimson hair has also turned gray, and some color can be faintly seen.

Frost Frost was still lying in his arms, and his face was much better than when he was in a coma.

"Yuan Qi, are you okay?"

She struggled to move her fingers, stroking Shang Yuanqi's warm face, the corpse-like touch made her fingers pause, her eyes staring at his pupils, still turning slightly, and breathing a sigh of relief.

He sat there stiffly, like an ice sculpture, unable to move, and the frost stared at him for a long time, and suddenly leaned in, and his warm lips contained his cold lips.

Yuan Qi didn't react yet, but Frost Frost blushed first, his breathing became rapid, and his mouth was chewing jerky.

She panicked and put her hands on his shoulders, supporting her body, her eyes were closed, and with great effort, she finally pried open his lips, and the heat inside was different from the outside, so that Frost Frost grabbed Yuan Qi's clothes and did not let go.

"Enough kisses?"

Frost Frost let go of his lips when she heard the sound, but when she looked up, she met Yuan Qi's deathly eyes, she immediately let go of her hand, moved back, and lowered her head with a blushing cheek.

As everyone knows, the moment she lowered her head, Yuan Qi casually grabbed the snow and stuffed it into her mouth, and a burst of cold made her already unconscious mouth even more numb.

He was washing the smell of snow that didn't belong to her, and in this world, only that person could kiss him, and no one else could!

Originally, Yuan Qi was not so cold to Frost and Frost, but he found that he was wrong, she began to inch in, and dared to treat him like this, it seems that no matter who it is, it can't be easy to soften.

——

Listening to the fragmentary thoughts of the people behind him, the sweet silk of the pastry in his mouth still existed, and Youheng suddenly felt that this boring discussion seemed to have some hope.

He had to be strong to protect her behind him.

"Qiqi Demon Emperor, recently my son found out that Emperor Su Mo came to the Demon Realm somehow, there must be a plan!"

Just when Youheng and Ye Li were whispering about what to eat at noon, Yu Tianlan stepped forward, her voice loud and confident, and she reported with her hands.

"Oh? Su Mo? ”

This name made Youheng a little interested, and his voice was unconsciously elongated, the three sons and five daughters of the Emperor of Heaven, the most famous of which is the eighth princess Su Mo.

She is a person who lives on legend.

Honest and kind, talented, and comparable to Chang'e, these are the labels that have surrounded the name Su Mo for many years.

But somehow, the Emperor of Heaven never let her show people, even if she participated in any banquet, she wore a mask and a cloak, and covered it tightly.

At the annual Four Realms Federation, Youheng glanced at Su Mo from afar, but with just one glance, he remembered the feeling she brought him.

She is a woman who cannot be ignored, even if she is covered in rags and her face is dirty, she is also a person who shines and is attractive when she stands there.

Youheng lowered his head and pondered Su Mo's message, and this scene fell in Ye Li's eyes and suddenly changed.

Is Su Mo good?

Why think about it for so long!

Is she not good-looking? He even thinks about other women!

Thinking about it, Ye Li's anger surged up, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and whether this was her territory or not, he twisted it vigorously on Youheng's arm.

"Shhhhh

You Heng exhaled softly in pain, and suddenly regained consciousness, he squinted at the narrow phoenix eyes, his eyes were a little deep, and there were some red marks at the corners of his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

He wondered, wasn't she still in a good mood just now, why is this like this, which one provoked her!

"Humph!"

Seeing that Youheng didn't know why, Ye Li was completely angry, his mouth pursed, he snorted coldly, and didn't look like he was ignoring him.

Her cute appearance made Youheng's heart melt.

Yes, it's all his fault, he just breathed a little heavier and made a noise to her.

Fingers crept over her chin and lifted her face slightly.

Lean over and kiss it.

The flying dragonflies clicked the water and pretended to be casual and listened to the reports of the people below.

Ye Li, who was attacked by the sneak attack, suddenly lost his anger, after all, this was an occasion where so many people were there, and Rao Ye Li couldn't help blushing.

Youheng's heart had already flown away, and where could he still listen to the nonsense of those old puppets, but he felt very noisy, and frowned in annoyance.

I accidentally felt the residual wetness on my lips, and I was a little more patient.

He really didn't know, this huge demon palace, the lonely imperial throne, if there was no Ye Li's company, what was the point?

The supreme power and status, the first ruler in the world, is just working for them in vain, and even everyone wants you to die soon.

So what do you want this Raush to do?

It's just boring and asking for trouble.

After Youheng finished discussing things, he found that Ye Li had fallen asleep leisurely, and hurriedly took off his clothes and draped them on her, looking at her demure face when she slept, he felt extremely lucky for a while.

God is not kind to him, and gave him a lively and lovely Ye Li.

When Ye Li woke up, it was already night.

She opened her eyes, which were still tired from sleepiness, looked around in confusion, and finally her eyes fell on Youheng, who was correcting the official documents.

Barely holding up his body, his feet seemed to be uneven, and he staggered forward.

When she was approaching Youheng, she suddenly collapsed and naturally got into his arms, looking at his good-looking chin and slightly raised corners of his mouth, she was also happy.

"What are you doing?"

After looking at him for a long time, Ye Li let go of his gaze and pillowed his head on his left arm, feeling very strong and safe.

In that way, his gaze happened to fall on Youheng's right hand, which was writing.

His characters are different from ordinary people, he seems to be delicate, and one of them is domineering and abnormal, and the overall look is quite kingly.

"Is it pretty?"

Youheng lowered his head and looked at the girl who was looking at him writing with a curious face.

When did she become so dependent on him?

If the scene at this moment is as usual, he doesn't even dare to think about it, for fear that it is a dream and an empty scene.

But now You Heng could really feel her body rising and falling slightly with her breathing, and she could feel the heat generated when their bodies were close to each other.

How Youheng wishes that time would stop at this moment, in this most beautiful and peaceful time.

"Good-looking, Youheng, you can teach me to write."

Ye Li couldn't help but praise his font, and his hands were a little itchy, so Youheng begged.

Looking at Ye Li's half-pleading, half-threatening gaze, Youheng smiled and had no choice but to compromise and hand her the pen.

After taking the brush, Ye Li suddenly became radiant, and sat up from his arms, but he was unsteady and a little swaying for a while.

Seeing this, Youheng hurriedly supported her slender waist and stabilized her slender body.

Ye Li didn't care about this, he held the pen with a focused expression, his hand moved slightly, and under the stroke of a stroke, the word Youheng gradually emerged.

"Look! It's good~"

She excitedly lifted the paper and handed it to Youheng, showing off.

The word "Youheng" on the paper is horizontal and vertical, crooked, and it is really messier than a chicken crawling, but Youheng feels that it is the most beautiful word in the world, and even wants to make a sub-plaque to hang it.

Then he dispelled the idea again.

What if someone steals it with bad intentions?

This was the first time Ah Li had written for him.

After thinking about it, he finally folded it carefully, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in his arms.