Her face was ugly, and a little vigilance faintly rose in her heart: "In the middle of the night, you don't sleep, what are you doing in my room?"

Su Ziyi tonight always made her feel very strange.

Those clear eyes stared straight at her, but they were not as pure as a fawn, but they were a little evil.

Mu Yan's hand was already slightly clenched, ready to take out the Heavenly Demon Qin at any time, "How did you enter my room without being discovered?"

Could it be that she really looked away?

Su Ziyi is not only not simple, not stupid and sweet, and even a hidden master?

Hearing Mu Yan's question, Su Ziyi suddenly hooked the corners of his lips and showed a sinister smile, "Jun Muyan, isn't it easy for the deity to get close to you? What's the big deal about entering your room and not being discovered by you, even if Benjun drills a quilt with you, you can't find out, believe it or not?"

This familiar tone.

This is a sloppy tone......

Mu Yan's eyes widened suddenly, looking at "Su Ziyi" in disbelief, and almost blurted out: "Qihuang?!"

"Haha, how is it? Isn't it very happy to see the deity come out and really have **!" Qihuang opened his hands triumphantly and turned around, "Surprised, surprised?"

Surprise you! What a basket of surprises?

Mu Yan's face was ugly and said, "Qi Xiaohuang, you won't take away Su Ziyi's body, right?

"I don't!" Qihuang refused without hesitation, "It's not easy for the deity to have a body, why do you want to come out!"

As he spoke, he reached out and hugged Mu Yan and pressed it vigorously into his arms.

"You see, hugging you with a real **, it feels different. ”

Warm, real, soft, something he hadn't really touched in 10,000 years.

Mu Yan pressed the green tendons on his forehead and kicked the person away, "Why can you get on Su Ziyi's body, how is he now?"

Qihuang's face was stinky, and he snorted coldly: "Su Ziyi Su Ziyi, you have only known each other for two days and you are so affectionate, Jun Muyan, are you empathetic again, you don't like Di Ming and Xiao Bai Face, you like this little weak chicken?"

"Qi Xiaohuang!" The corners of Mu Yan's mouth were slightly hooked, and the sinister expression on his face changed to a gentle evil charm, "Do you really miss the tickle meat package?"

Faced with such a smile, Qihuang not only felt amazing, but shivered with Linglong.

"Okay, okay, I'm not taking the house, I'm just using the body of a weak chicken for a while. Don't worry, I'll return it to him tomorrow. Hmph, you water-based poplar, a woman who likes the new and hates the old, is better to this little weak chicken than to the deity. ”

Mu Yan directly filtered out Qihuang's upside-down stupid words, and frowned: "Temporarily borrowed, why can you borrow Su Ziyi's body?"

Not for her.

If Qihuang could borrow someone else's body casually, the world would have been turned upside down by this bear child.

Qihuang snorted: "This little weak chicken is the purest Xuanyin physique, and the divine soul is only half consistent with the original body. So of course, I can temporarily squeeze out half of his soul that he doesn't fit and take control of his body. ”

"Did Su Ziyi agree?"

"Oh, you're bothered! I'll tell you, none of that matters. ”

Mu Yan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Lord Qihuang, then tell me, what is important?"