The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Another reason is that even Xiyue was not willing to admit it.

Ji Mingyu's figure and voice are very similar to Nangong Yu's, the kind of person who seems to be beloved by her side, but she loses her pain in the blink of an eye and she can't bear it.

Seeing Xi Yue was determined, the little red bird sighed, and his body began to glow red.

Soon, a faint circle of golden runes wrapped in red light appeared in the dark night sky.As the red light shrank, the golden rune seemed to be swallowed, melting silently in the red light.

Xiyue took a deep breath, reaching for the red light, as if the pain of crushing her hand bones suddenly surged up, making her face pale.

But she did not hesitate and stepped into the red light.

However, her footsteps have not yet taken off, and suddenly a huge force came from behind, pulling her whole person fiercely, imprisoned in her arms.

Xiyue was shocked, and when she looked up to see Ji Mingyu's cold eyes that seemed to swallow people alive, her face suddenly turned pale.

However, just for a moment, she calmed down and looked up at the man without showing any weakness, "You discovered me long ago?"

Ji Mingyu's voice was deep and icy, as if with infinite coldness, "Do you think you can run away?"

Xi Yue's eyes sank, suddenly a cold light flashed in his hand, and the silver needle at his fingertips turned into countless lights and shadows and attacked the man in front of him.

Ji Mingyu tilted her head back slightly, and when she slender her hand, she would grasp the girl's wrist.

However, suddenly, a strong force came from the waist, and Xiyue's body turned upside down, flying straight towards the junction gap where the little red bird melted.

Sen Han in Ji Mingyu's eyes was thicker, and his hand was gently raised, and the gap of the enchantment was directly repaired.

Xiyue, who flew out, was also recaptured.

The wind roared in her ears, and Xiyue only felt the weightlessness brought about by the speed too fast, which made her dizzy.

When she recovered, she had returned to Ji Mingyu's bedroom.

The doors and windows of the palace were all closed in a crackling sound.

Xi Yue was rudely thrown onto the bed by Ji Mingyu.

As soon as she remembered her body, Ji Mingyu's tall and cold body pressed directly.

Seeing the wound on Xi Yue's hand and the blood oozing from his clothes, the anger on Ji Mingyu's face made his whole body almost frost.

At this moment, in addition to his deep anger and loss, he was more distressed.

"I said, you belong to me. Without my permission, no one can hurt you, even yourself!"

Spiritual force converged on his palm, and he slowly stroked the wounds.

As the cold came, Xi Yue felt that her wounds healed quickly, and even the pain left by the squeezing of the bone in her hand disappeared.

She froze for a moment, then frowned and pushed Ji Mingyu, "You let me go!"

Ji Mingyu stood above her, holding her side under her, and her dark eyes flashed with bright red lights, "You hurt yourself, so you have to be punished."

Xi Yue choked, secretly said what my body has to do with you.

But at this time the situation is stronger than people, she still gritted her teeth and said: "What the hell do you want?"

Ji Mingyu's hand gently touched the girl's soft and gentle cheeks, the cold fingertips slowly rubbed the girl's peach-like lips, and the voice became low and irresistible, "I want you!"