In terms of looking at people's eyes, Ye Qinghuan is exactly the same.

Although she didn't see Gu Haotian harboring evil intentions for the time being, the biggest suspicion was him!

"Huanhuan, do you know the reason why this king went to the Immortal Building to pick up Huanhuan so quickly?" Murong Jiu's eyebrows were picturesque, and his tone was soft.

Ye Qinghuan glanced at Murong Jiu coldly, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "It's not that Uncle Jiu can't wait?" ”

Murong Jiu pinched her little nose with his hand, which was slightly heavy, and only let go when he saw her frowning in pain, and said in a light tone: "This king received the news from the shadow, Xiliang has a very close relationship with the first floor of the world. ”

Ye Qinghuan's heart was hot, it turned out that he was worried about her!

"Mu Qingmiao also told me about this matter, and this morning he asked me to leave the first floor of the world as soon as possible, saying that it was very dangerous there." Ye Qinghuan touched his chin thoughtfully, "It can make Uncle Nine and Mu Qingmiao jealous...... It seems that this Xiliang is not simple! ”

Murong Jiu's eyes flashed slightly, but his expression did not move, and he said coldly: "Mu Qingmiao is concerned about your affairs!" ”

Jealous again...... Ye Qinghuan poked Murong Jiu's cheek helplessly, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle Jiu, you can think about it from another angle, the girl you fancy is loved by so many people, which proves that your vision is not bad." ”

"Not at all." Murong Jiu looked at Ye Qinghuan's facial features and figure, and there was a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

Ye Qinghuan was suddenly unhappy: "Uncle Nine thinks that his vision is very poor? ”

Yes, she is not pretty, not as good as Ding Wan those women, but ...... It's not that outrageous, is it?

A smart man would not answer a woman's question, only to see the corner of Murong Jiu's lips hooked, and he changed the topic lightly: "Huanhuan must understand that a man has only two thoughts when facing a woman he likes." ”

Well? Ye Qinghuan would like to hear about it now, she can just see what Murong Jiu is thinking about when she faces her.

"One is pain, and the other is love." Murong Jiu pinched Ye Qinghuan's soft cheeks, and the color of doting elm in his eyes coexisted, which was simply fascinating!

"Aren't they all the same?" Ye Qinghuan blurted out.

Murong Jiu suddenly smiled evilly, his tone was full of demagogy, low and cold: "Huanhuan, pain is a pet, love is doing, do you think it can be the same?" ”

Ye Qinghuan blinked, speechless to the extreme-dare to love her ninth uncle usually facing her, just thinking about these two things?

I want to hurt her and pet her, and then ...... Be a dark place?

"So, this king doesn't like to have other men around him." Murong Jiu's tone suddenly turned cold, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes, "As soon as I think that they will covet and fantasize like this king, this king can't wait to pinch them to death!" ”

Not doing anything to Mu Qingmiao is already his greatest mercy.

First, Mu Qingmiao was not sincere to his girl, but just took advantage of it; Second, I don't want his girl to see his bloodthirsty and cruel side again.

The hurt when she first met should not have been waved away in her heart, and one day, he wanted her to completely forget that he had hurt her with his own hands!

Looking at Murong Jiu's cold and handsome face, Ye Qinghuan couldn't help but be slightly moved in his heart.

This man's possessiveness is not ordinarily strong, it is simply outrageous and full of sand pigs, but, she not only did not feel disgusted, but also felt that such a Murong Jiu was fascinated by himself!

Really...... In fact, she had already accepted him in her heart?

I like this thing! It's really life-threatening, and before you know it, it's already eaten away at her heart.

It's just that it's not enough, it's not enough.

As a relative or lover, Murong Jiu is already completely 100 points, but as a partner, he has reached the passing mark at most......

"Uncle Nine, hurry up and find out my background!" Ye Qinghuan hooked Murong Jiu's neck, smiling smartly, his eyes were clear, reflecting Murong Jiu's handsome and unparalleled face.