The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Xiyue took a deep breath, but suddenly felt dizzy in front of her eyes and almost fell to the ground.

Koike quickly rushed over to support her, and the egg in her arms was so scared that she jumped down and called her mother nervously.

Xiyue shook his head and said, "I'm fine, but the source of wood is excessively worn, just rest for a day."

"Zijin Real Man, everyone on Zijin Island, I'm afraid I can only save it tomorrow."

Zijin real man quickly said: "The saint is willing to use the roots of wood to save the people on the island. It is already a great gift to them. Please also take care of your body. Your return is the greatest gift to God Realm and all planes. "

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Qinglong facelessly stood outside Ji Mingyu's house, and slowly waited until late into the night from noon.

The entire Zijin Island was silent, and almost everyone fell asleep.

Suddenly, there was no sound when the door of the room opened, but a long figure stood behind the door and startled Qinglong.

After discovering that the person standing behind was Ji Mingyu, he was relieved and quickly bowed to salute: "See Master!"

Ji Mingyu's eyes were dark, and he said lightly, "What about Xi'er?"

"Miss Xiyue was exhausted after treating Huang Feilong and is now resting in the next room."

Ji Mingyu nodded, said nothing more, and turned to open the other door.

When the door closed in front of him, Qinglong suddenly recovered, his brow furrowed slightly.

He always felt that after coming out of the Mirage this time, he had a strong and terrifying breath on his body, did the master become stronger again?

He should be happy that the master became stronger, but why did he feel a sense of fear from his bones?

It should be...just his illusion?

Ji Mingyu's footsteps were very light, and he slowly walked to the bed.

At this time the night was thick, moonlight spilled in from the slightly open window and fell on the sleeping girl on the bed.

The girl closed her eyes and slept deeply, her two eyebrows wrinkled thinly, her eyelashes quivered slightly, as if she was experiencing an unbreakable nightmare.

The girl's face is like delicate, the flowers just bloomed in the spring wind and rain, so beautiful, so fresh, so fragrant, people can't wait to swallow it.

At this time when she was asleep, she was only wearing a thin shirt with a half-open shirt, exposing a delicate white collarbone, and outlined the most provocative lines and pictures in the night.

No matter what kind of man, seeing such a picture will be bloody, let alone the person lying there.

But Ji Mingyu saw the girl's pale complexion, chapped lips, and helplessness and hesitation exposed on her face.

His brows jumped, and a silent heartache and pity tightened his heart.

I was not able to see the girl's anger and fear, but at this moment it was replaced by heartache.

Ji Mingyu bent down and sat down beside the bed, picked up the sleeping girl and embraced her, tightly wrapped her under her arms and wings.

After the girl in her sleep was embraced in his arms, the frowned eyebrows slowly spread out, and the expression of helplessness turned into relief and dependence. He adjusted his sleeping position slightly and leaned on him. Closer, he slept again.

Ji Mingyu looked at the seemingly serene smile in the corner of the girl's mouth, and the only bitterness and coldness left in his eyes faded away, turning into gentleness and pampering to drown.