Yun Zimo just took advantage of the situation and pasted it into Wen Renyan's arms again.

He always knew what she needed at any time.

The morning sun shines into the elegant bedroom.

Yun Zimo opened his sleepy eyes slightly, and a handsome man in white came into his eyes.

Yun Zimo rubbed his eyes and found that Wen Renyan didn't know when, sitting not far from the bed, staring at him tightly.

"I heard that you are a big hooligan, and you actually peep at people's sleep"

"I see what's wrong with my woman sleeping?" , Wen Renyan raised his brows domineeringly.

Yun Zimo really lost to him.

She got out of bed.

"Awake?" , he asked.

"Hmm," she nodded.

"Then let's talk about something," he said, getting up, taking two steps forward, and finally stopping in front of the bed, looking down at her.

"Who did you meet yesterday and what happened?"

"Yesterday?" , Yun Zimo pretended to think seriously, "Yesterday I met a mysterious person, and something mysterious happened"

"Cloud, Azusa, Ink!"

"Well, I'm here", she smiled at him, unaware of his anger.

He leaned over and pinched her chin, "Say, what the hell happened yesterday?" You know, this king can find out."

"Didn't you say it all, I met a mysterious person and said something mysterious"

"Huh! When you came back yesterday with that look, do you think you passed by so casually prevaricating the king? ”

"And what else do you want?"

He pressed her under him, "This king thinks that when necessary, he should use a little family law"

Yun Zimo closed his eyes and put on a look of letting him slaughter.

"Your Highness, please use it slowly"

"You!" , Su Wang's anger and hatred.

He tore her clothes hard and a punitive kiss went down the way.

——

I just woke up early in the morning and ended up doing a few, uh. Maybe it was a dozen, but after the intense exercise, Yun Zimo was so tired that he fell asleep in Wen Renyan's arms.

He looked down at her sleeping appearance, not as angry as he had just been, but a little more worried.

It's rare for her to be so insistent on not telling herself.

What is it that makes people refuse to tell themselves and have to bear it themselves?

Wen Renyan let out a breath, and there was a little more sorrow on the faces of subverting all beings.

What should he do with her? I can't force her, and I don't want her to be like this.

Yun Zimo, you tell this king, what should this king do with you?

——

In the territory of the Xuanming Hall, Mo Xue Ao was dressed in a black cool suit, still wearing a golden mask on his face, and there was a disciple of the Xuanxuan Hall kneeling in front of him.

"Back to the hall master, the subordinates investigated, and the lady met with the young master of the Suunkmen that day", the disciple of the Xuanming Hall knelt down on one knee to report.

"Cold!"

He hasn't shown up for so many years, what did he say this time to make her so distracted?

"I see, you push it down!"

"Yes", the Xuanming Hall disciple retreated.

Mo Xue Ao stood alone in place, with her hands behind her back, cold and cold.

It seems that he is going to talk to Leng Talk.

On this day, Yun Zimo dressed as a man and went to the Enchantress Pavilion.

The Enchantress seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time, and before she could speak, someone led her into the Enchantress's room.

As soon as Yun Zimo entered, he was surprised when he saw the two people in the house.

"Luan Feng? Why are you here? Yun Zimo's eyes showed a strange gaze.

The number of times Luan Feng came to the Demon Queen Pavilion in the past few days was too much, which made her have to start to doubt the extent of his bending.