Donghuang Jue stood in front of the bed, with his back to the dream, panting slowly.

The dream was frozen by him, and he could only see his back, as well as ...... His clenched fists and the teal veins in his neck.

She frowned, her gaze fell on his clenched fist, is this guy angry?

Dream was laughed at angrily, the person who was forcibly kissed was her, he was a person who took advantage of him, and he was angry with a fart!

She wanted to curse, but she couldn't untie his immobilization, she couldn't move, she couldn't speak, she could only stare at him with her eyes.

Trying to stare him to death!

However, she didn't know that the reason why Donghuang Jue clenched his fists was not to suppress his anger, but to suppress it...... Physical desire for her.

The Eastern Emperor gathered spiritual power and used magic to suppress the heat on his body.

After a while, his body temperature, which had risen from her, finally returned to normal.

But...... He can use magic to suppress the reaction in his body, but he can't suppress the throbbing in his heart......

Half of the heart in his chest, as if deliberately against him, was still beating wildly.

After a while, he finally suppressed the wild beat in his heart, turned around, looked at her expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "Don't be impulsive next time, you must know that your current life and death are closely related to this emperor." ”

With a single step, he walked towards the bed, and said as he walked: "You can not die, but the emperor does not want to die with you." ”

When the words fell, she had already come to the bedside, leaned over, and her slender hand crossed the top of her head, and took the ink robe that had fallen on her bed back into her hand.

When Meng Jinglan heard him teach himself so confidently, his anger deepened a little, and his eyes glared at him fiercely.

Her eyes were too sharp, and Donghuang couldn't help but lower his head, looking at her angry little face, and ...... She was wearing only a belly pocket.

Donghuang breathed a sigh of absolute relief, and a wave of heat surged up on his body, and he hurriedly pulled the quilt on the side and covered her body, covering her perfect and bewitching body.

Although Meng Jinglan had no experience in rolling sheets, she was proficient in ancient Chinese medicine, and looking at his reddened neck, she already knew his reaction at this time.

Her eyes narrowed, and she looked at him with disdain, and in those eyes, there were two words written on them: Fowl! Beast!

When Donghuang saw her disdainful gaze, instead of being angry, he thought that her staring was very cute.

Especially when her eyelashes fluttered, his heart was slightly itchy, as if her eyelashes were tugging at his heartstrings......

In the next moment, his sword eyebrows furrowed tightly, how could he sink into one of her eyes?!

It seems that the sequelae of him sharing a heart with her have flare up again.

He thought about it for a while and decided that in the three years of exchanging blood, it would be better to see her rarely.

After the Eastern Emperor put on his robe, he pinched out a magic seal and hit it on the heart of the dream: "This magic seal can protect your heart." ”

This girl has too many enemies, and she works hard with people every day, in order to prevent herself from always running to protect her heart, the Eastern Emperor decisively laid a protective seal on her heart.

In this way, even if she fights again, the wound in her heart will not be opened.

Although he had good intentions, Dream Storm still stared at him.

Why do you talk so much nonsense? There's a kind of fixing technique that unravels this girl!

The Eastern Emperor never knew that she was still angry, and in order to make up for the absurdity he had just made, he spread out his palms and conjured up two scrolls, which were placed next to her pillow: "Seven Seas practice the two powers of the Xuan Soul, this is the cultivation method of the Xuan Power and the Soul Power, if you study it carefully, you will definitely gain something." ”

When Meng heard this, he still stared at him motionlessly, and the dagger in his hand glowed with cold light, shining on Donghuang Jue's face.