When Chiqiong's father reigned as the demon king, he was majestic.

Chiqiong's father is called Leng Qing, as his name suggests, he is very indifferent to emotional matters, and it can even be said that he doesn't understand love.

This is a very rare thing in the Demon Realm.

Because of the people of the demon world, everyone is good at expressing emotions, and the love between men and women before marriage is sparse and ordinary, and they put their subjective feelings first.

And the cold love at that time did not marry a wife and have children until his father died.

He is not close to women, and he does not love women.

So some male banshees who love men dress themselves exquisitely and create chance encounters with cold love again and again.

It's very simple in their world, since the Demon King doesn't like banshees, he must like banshees.

The spring that belongs to their beautiful banshees is coming.

They will fly up the branches and become phoenixes, and become queens admired by everyone in the demon world.

At first, Leng Qing didn't understand what it meant for these people to meet by chance, and if he could talk to him, he would play Go with him, drink tea, and sit all night, from poetry and poetry to Taoist philosophy of life.

However, when a banshee climbed onto his bed and tried to rip off his robe, he finally reacted.

It turned out that the banshees who met him every day and picked out his favorite topics were not sworn brothers as he thought, but wanted to become his queen!

From then on, Leng Qing no longer went out blindly alone, but chose to lock himself in the palace.

Those banshees who were originally making waves also stopped eating.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that fairies have descended to earth, and Leng Qing has heard it, and it was the first time that night to meet it.

It was a stormy night, and our king was reading at night with a lamp, and he felt that reading was too quiet, so he had to listen to the sound of the rain and enjoy the book.

So, Leng Qing ordered someone to carry his desk to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and he lit the lamp and looked at the book alone. He felt that there was nothing happier in his life than this.

At this time, he was watching intently, and the breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead, and his jade-like fingertips ripped the hair open, and the corners of his mouth were smiling

It was supposed to be a moving picture, but it was completely broken by a woman who fell from the sky.

The woman broke through the tiled roof of the Lake Pavilion at an extremely astonishing speed, and slammed into Leng Qing's desk.

Fortunately, Leng Qing's posture was agile, and his body seemed to be loaded with a spring, and he stood up from the stone bench, retreating a little distance, and still holding the scroll in his hand that he was reading with relish.

And the cold desk is not so lucky.

Only a "click" was heard, and the bulky desk was directly split in half, and the woman who stayed on the desk was injured a second time.

"Girl, girl, are you alright?" Leng Qing realized that it was not the assassin lying on the pile of powder, nor the men who had made the chance encounter with him, but a woman.

The woman was wearing a long pink dress, wearing pearls and emeralds, with a fragrance on her body, her long hair covered most of her face, and Leng Qing didn't know what kind of face was under this long hair.

"Hurt······ The woman's voice was like a mosquito buzzing, and it was inaudible.

"What did you say, girl?" Leng Qing immediately took a step and walked to the side of the ruins.

The woman in pink looked up at the beautiful voice, she only saw a delicate face like a flower and jade breaking into her eyes, and her lips opened lightly: "Sister, help me to rest!" ”

“······” The first time Leng Qing heard someone describe him like this, his face turned dark, he cleared his throat and shouted outside the Huxin Pavilion: "Come on, come and repair this pavilion." Put the ······ again Drag the unknown woman back again. ”

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

He has grown so big, no one has ever called him sister alone, although he has always known that his appearance is a bit of a boy and a girl, but no one dares to call him so in front of him.

This person was afraid that he had eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and seeing that she was injured, he didn't care about her.

As soon as it was dawn on the second day, Leng Qing picked up a bronze mirror one by one, looked at his face, and muttered to the maid next to him: "I look like a woman?" ”

The maid beside her glanced at Leng Qing in fear, and quickly knelt down, "Wang, you are extremely handsome, tough and monstrous, how can you look like a woman!" ”

Leng Qing looked at this person's sincere and frightened appearance, and he also had a bottom in his heart.

He wasn't a three-year-old kid, so he didn't know if these individuals were telling the truth or not.

He was not embarrassed for the maid, handed the bronze mirror in his hand to the maid, stroked the folds on the robe, and asked, "Did the woman wake up last night?" ”

"The girl has woken up, and is now pruning the flowers and plants in the courtyard, saying that she is repaying you for saving your life." The maid said as she hid a smile in her eyes.

Because the girl was so funny, like a living treasure.

"You say she's awake? Still pruning flowers? As soon as he heard the cold feelings, the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and the wind was under his feet, and he ran out of the hall as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

When Leng Qing arrived at the courtyard, he saw that all kinds of rare flowers and plants he had scavenged from the Six Realms had been cut miserably under a slender black scissors.

The woman who was immersed in the sea of pruning flowers and plants was very happy, and she didn't notice a faint unkind gaze behind her, she hummed softly, and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

"What are you doing!" A voice of suppressed anger came.

The woman's body paused, and the next second, she looked back.

The moment the demon king saw the woman's face, he was stupid.

This woman is too chic, she is not as delicate and charming as ordinary women, or elegant, or gentle, or gorgeous. Her whole face looks very heroic, with a pair of sword eyebrows, double pupils like Xingyu, an eagle hooked nose erect, full lips, the whole face looks extraordinarily three-dimensional, and the face shape is well-defined.

If she is dressed as a man, she is indisputable.

However, this pink skirt surprisingly matches her, and sets off her whole person with a particularly amazing temperament.

The Demon King had seen too many women, but he had never seen such a woman, and he suddenly crashed into his heart, and the heartstrings that had never beaten for thousands of years beat incredibly.

"Hey, beautiful sister, I'm helping you prune the garden~" The woman showed her snow-white teeth and shook the sharp scissors in her hand in the air, and her tone was extremely brisk.

"It's not." When the demon king heard the word sister, his brows frowned invisibly.

"What's wrong, what's not?" The woman tilted her head and asked inexplicably.

When the demon king heard her inquiry, his steps lifted slightly, and in an instant, he was in front of the woman, and his eyes hid unprecedented seriousness: "I'm not a sister." ”