The Demon King licked his snow-white tiger teeth, and a grim smile appeared in his round eyes.

She pressed the white child against the soft grass, and in order to prevent him from biting her and grabbing her, she put the other's two small hands on top of her head, and the other hand pressed against his throat.

The child blinked coldly, his gray pupils.

In the beautiful gray and white, the girl's white face was reflected, and the murderous intent in her eyes was undisguised.

Because her hands were held down by her, the child let go, and her long, silky silver gray hair spread all over the floor.

A small white and tender one, as if lying in the moonlight, his expression was still cold.

His gray eyes didn't blink.

Yun Xia frowned.

Ha? Why didn't he resist??

She pressed her body down again, pressed the child's throat tightly, and lifted his small young chin.

The little zombie tilted its face slightly, had no expression, and did not speak.

Because he was pressed hard, a layer of clear mist appeared in his gray pupils, his lips were quietly pursed, and the original red color was slightly lighter.

The Great Demon King: "......"

Ha???

What's going on with this sensible look of not resisting?? You still look a little aggrieved?!

She was thrown into the small world by a cold beauty, did she express her grievances?

Why does the reflection of the Heavenly Dao look like this, where is the cold and unsmiling beauty??

The Great Demon King is incomprehensible.

She glanced at the child's hands, this guy's skin was really squeamish, he was held and pressed to the ground, and after a while, red marks were printed.

Yun Xia's face became tangled.

She is a big demon who likes to fight, and if the other party doesn't resist, what's the point of beating up?

Yun Xia thought about it repeatedly, and finally tried to increase the strength again, glaring at the little zombie fiercely.

The other party was still cold, and it was clearly uncomfortable that there was mist in his pupils, but his face was expressionless.

Hum.

This emotionless cold expression is exactly the same as that guy from Heavenly Dao.

Especially this face that has brought disaster to the country and the people.

Although the Great Demon King didn't want to admit it, the God of Heaven was indeed a great beauty, and even his projection was too.

Yun Xia pinched his hand, the tender little hand is very comfortable to pinch, this child is no different from a normal person except for the gray pupils, and he is young, he looks like a white and soft tender ball.

Yun Xia hesitated and relaxed his strength.

She curiously pinched the little zombie's face, curled the corners of his immature lips, and stroked the other party's long and thick eyelashes, scraping the bridge of his nose.

The little zombie was being messed around, just motionless, staring at her.

is worthy of being projected, this cold temper is too similar to me, and his expression does not change.

Yun Xia pursed her lips, feeling that it was not interesting, so she let go of her hand and prepared to get up from him.

But before she could get up, the little zombie pursed her lips and raised her white little hand. The soft little fingers, gently soft, grasped the tips of her tail fingers.

The Great Demon King was stunned.

The child's gray pupils stared at her, and after looking at her for a few seconds, he rubbed his throat and said softly, "Why are you...... This Yazi? ”

The Demon King was stunned for a moment: ???

Little zombies can talk! Wipe! The sound is soft and good?!

She stared at each other in a daze.

The fingertips were grabbed by the little zombie, and the other party stared at her with a small face, his expression was cold, but his voice was a little low, "I asked them not to bite you just now, and I didn't bite you either...... Why do you ......?"

His voice was immature: "I still have to make a nest." ”