"I've worked hard to save you in the past few days, isn't it normal for your mental energy to be highly concentrated, over-consumed, physically and mentally exhausted, and your heart is beating faster?"

"Let go of me!"

Ye Qiantong felt that if he didn't leave, the situation would definitely be out of control.

However, as soon as she waved her hand, the back of her head was suddenly clamped by a big palm, her body was turned upside down, and a thick shadow shrouded madly, and Di Mingjue's voice said with an evil spirit: "Don't let go!" Not acknowledging is acquiescence, and acquiescence is true! In this life, in the next life, in the next life, it is impossible to let go, you are destined to be mine! You can only belong to me alone! ”

Looking at those extremely deep handsome eyes, Ye Qiantong's heart sank suddenly, but at this moment, the magnified handsome face leaned down, scorching. The kiss, menacing, overwhelming, and shrouded in madness.

Night Thousand Hitomi's heartbeat was suddenly weightless.

She subconsciously wanted to resist, but, I don't know why, the familiar and sexy evil aura is entangled in the internal organs, and the heart, lungs and heart are his exclusive taste. The kiss is like a raging storm.

Ye Qiantong's hand was tightly pinched, but at this moment, he found that the annoyance in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and many thoughts surged out of his mind in a trance.

During this time, I have experienced so many things, watching him shelter again and again, desperate again and again, and affectionate again and again......

And her emotions have been provoked again and again, how calm and indifferent she was before, her world is only cold and cruel, and she is cold and rejects anyone thousands of miles away.

But since I met him, it seems that everything has changed quietly and silently.

In the face of him, she had a lot of emotions, she was so angry that she jumped to her feet, and she was helpless, every time she was angry, he aroused it, but every time her emotions were soothed by his laughter and play.

She deliberately ignored every gloom in his eyes, deliberately ignoring the fluctuating ripples in her heart.

But the pale and scarlet scene of the hot spring pool pierced her heart deeply, and at that moment, she thought that he would disappear into her world forever, and the feeling that she couldn't grasp it at her fingertips was like the end of the world.

She remembered the scene where he caused the thunder of heavenly punishment in the Red Lotus Illusion Realm, and she also remembered the blood-stained body that was exactly like him in the Black Tower of the Ghost Swamp, which was virtually formed by the old man Yaozun during the test.

Her emotions moved with him again and again, and collapsed with his life and death.

Perhaps, perhaps, she should re-examine her inner world.

"This can make you distracted, is it because the charm of this king has weakened?" Di Ming's sexy thin lips slowly pulled away, her tall nose as straight as a knife gently touched the tip of her delicate nose, and her low-magnetic voice was hoarse, and she was a gentle mess.

Ye Qiantong's eyes flashed slightly, his gaze shifted slightly to one side, and he didn't speak, but his soft and ruddy lips pursed slightly, and his fluttering heartbeat seemed to leak something.

Di Ming just happened to catch her unconscious lip movements, and the deep and beautiful phoenix eyes were suddenly stunned, and then a stunning light flashed, and a trace of joy flashed in her eyes.

Although he was as strong as he swore just now, he was as noble as him, calling for wind and rain, and looking at the world, but at that moment, he was afraid of her denial, and the tension in his heart was difficult to speak.

She is both proud and stubborn, completely closing her heart and not letting anyone touch it.

But now, for the first time, this girl has not resisted herself, what does this mean?

It shows that this girl has feelings for him!!

Realizing this fact, Di Ming's heart was as sweet as eating honey.

"Shy little girl." The evil ghost's low magnetic voice overflowed from his chest, with a clear and shallow low laugh, lazy and evil.

Di Mingjue's smooth and refined forehead rubbed her forehead happily, the tip of her nose touched a little bit, the smile on her face overflowed, spoiled to the extreme, and the air had a hint of sweetness.

Ye Qiantong was unconvinced, glared at him, and subconsciously said: "What is there to be shy, it's not that I haven't kissed." ”