The cells of the whole body are shrouded in the unique masculine aura that belongs to him, covering the world, like a net of heaven and earth, enchanted, bewitching, lazy and wild, casual and evil, boundless, as if the entire lungs and even the heart are occupied by him everywhere.

Ye Qiantong suddenly remembered something, so she looked up at him, looked into his eyes for a moment, and asked, "How did you recognize me at that time?" ”

How did he recognize this face?

She believed that if she hadn't revealed it in front of Xue Tianyan herself, she wouldn't have been able to recognize it anyway.

Situ Jing was even more embarrassed by her divine face, and all kinds of anger and ruins jumped up.

How did Di Mingjue recognize her in such a critical situation at the first time?

Isn't he afraid to recognize the wrong person?

Emperor Ming's peerless handsome face lingered with intoxicating and pampered waves, and the sexy crimson lips slightly evoked a wicked smile, gorgeous and bewitching, and unparalleled.

He stared at the girl's beautiful face for a moment, his slender fingers rubbing her pink cheeks, tracing her delicate outline little by little, outlined like a fire, and finally landed on her red lips, his eyes burning.

Ye Qiantong was tickled by him, and his hands seemed to be on fire, curling around, making people's hearts fluctuate and difficult to calm down.

Suddenly, the man's shallow and noble and lazy voice sounded in his ears, evil and enchanting, affectionate and delicate: "As long as it is you, this king can recognize it." ”

"Because it's you, no matter what this face looks like, this king can recognize it at a glance."

Plop plop.

Ye Qiantong's head went blank, as if she could hear her own heartbeat pounding wildly.

He said he could recognize her at any time.

The corners of Ye Qiantong's mouth were slightly hooked, however, at this moment, the visual light in front of her dimmed, and her lips were slightly cool, cool and soft. Soft. The touch with the man's unique bewitching aura remains on the lips.

Depend on!

"You're slighting me again!!" Ye Qiantong glared at him angrily, and exhaled with a slap.

Emperor Mingjue's ghostly palm lightning shot out, and he easily grabbed her Jiao. Tender and soft, laughed wickedly, the handsome face of the noble and demonic was full of pampering and cheerfulness, the fingertips pinched her sharp chin, and said with a rippling smile:

"My silly girl, this king cares about you so much, you must be able to recognize it at any time, look at your happy little fox look, the corners of your mouth are curled to the sky, and you still don't admit that you like this king? Well? ”

"Like you ghost!" Ye Qiantong bit the back tooth socket, her forehead was bruised, she was so angry that she suddenly sat up, pinched his handsome face with both hands, almost deformed, and smiled coldly:

"Haven't you heard of the smell of shame? That's how you are now, shameless! There is no more shameless person in this world than you!! ”

Di Ming saw her sit up again, a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes, and the smile in her eyebrows and eyes became even stronger. Yingyi. Holding the slender waist, nodding full of acknowledgement, full of evil, and smiling:

"Well, this king is shameless, Hitomi is right, this king is the most untreatable to you in the world. Shameful people are the only ones, so do you want to appreciate your face and consider being with this king? ”

"Bastard!!" Also reward his face, do you want to give him a slap in the face and shave his face? ! Routines come one by one.

Ye Qiantong pinched his face angrily to vent, pinching this handsome and demonic face like kneading dough, without showing any mercy, but found that this guy was smiling more and more brightly, as if he was being sadistic.

The smile on the corner of Di Ming's mouth was clear, and he looked at her with burning eyes, and he was in a very good mood, and he almost laughed out loud.

Ye Qiantong's brows furrowed slightly, and suddenly, she felt that something was wrong.