The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

A strange color appeared in his eyes, "The sword of the five elements, although the material is rougher, is very rare."

Ji Mingyu slowly leaned down, close to the girl on the bed, and slowly condensed her immortal beauty into her eyes.

The clear phoenix eyes, with a bright purple streamer, are so beautiful and so touching, as if long ago, he had captured his entire heart.

At the next moment, Ji Mingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand stretched out as fast as lightning, catching the girl's waving hand.

The shadowless needle, which exudes coldness, dropped on the bed, and it soon disappeared into water vapor.

Xiyue didn't stop at all, but the other hand that was not held was supporting the bed, his body suddenly turned, and his left foot kicked heavily towards Ji Mingyu.

Ji Mingyu didn't even move, buckling the girl's slender and delicate ankles, her figure suddenly swayed, the whole person bullied, and pressed the girl's thin body firmly under her.

Xiyue's face flushed suddenly, her eyes shy and angry.

At this time, their posture was too ambiguous and embarrassing to her.

Xiyue only wore a thin single coat. The man tightly shrouded her in his shadow. The skin was attached to it with a thin cloth, and she could feel the girl's warm and soft skin.

Both of Xiyue's hands had been clasped by Ji Mingyu and pressed against the top of his head, and the ankle of one foot was held in the palm of Ji Mingyu's other hand, and he was forced to bend on Ji Mingyu's side , The man is cold, with thin cocooned fingers, gently rubbing on the girl's warm and silky instep.

"Asshole, let me go!"

Xiyue struggled hard, but instead made the man he leaned on even tighter. Even the man's cold body was slowly stained with a scorching heat.

Ji Mingyu leaned over and looked at the girl in her arms. The hand that originally held the girl's ankle moved to her face, gently touching the tender skin, as smooth as jade, warm with tentacles.

And the warmth from his body made Ji Mingyu glance at the faint fascination.

He hasn't felt this kind of warmth for many years, and the feeling of making him want to moan comfortably circulates through the meridians.

Since that day, he has used countless methods, but the cold in his body is like the maggot of the tarsal bone, like the shadow.

It wasn't until this time that the doppelganger Hong Chen passed through, he felt that the cold in his body had dissipated a lot, at least when Suzaku and Qinglong were close to him, they would not be frozen and trembling.

However, even if the cold dissipated part of it, it was far less than the warmth at this time. This kind of warmth, which has long been out of thousands of years, melted the coldness and indifference on his face.

The dark eyes were stained with a little tenderness, and there was a face that he didn't perceive, the desire and affection that rose from the depths of the soul.

Creek... Creek... What is the name deeply imprinted in his soul?

So eager to get her, so eager to get close to her, eager to, want to integrate her into his own blood.

Ji Mingyu lowered his head and kissed the pink lips like a charm.

Xiyue didn't see the emotions that changed in Ji Mingyu's eyes. She was just ashamed and angry, and she was extremely irritable.

Obviously, this man is just a strange neuropathy, but when he touched his cheek gently and cherished, a long-lost throb was surging in his heart, as if he was being pampered by Nang Yuyu.