Seeing the trembling fingers of the woman beside him, Jun Jiuyou's originally cold eyes immediately drew a faint smile.
——The little fox clearly woke up, but pretended to sleep and refused to face him.
However, escape is useless.
The demon Junrong with red hair and red clothes smiled. His eyes were burning at Su Qinghuan, who was still trying to adjust his breathing. The man brushed his fingers lazily and opened his mouth slowly.
"If the fairy doesn't open her eyes again, Ben Jun will kiss you..."
“……”
Su Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled. She clenched her teeth, tried to pretend to sleep, and wanted to struggle to death.
Faced with the snake spirit disease demon, she was so terrible that she didn't want to talk to him at all.
But even if she didn't open her eyes, her body seemed to be covered with a large shadow.
Obviously, if the other party gets a little closer, she will really become the other party's bag!
……
Jun Jiuyou saw that Su Qinghuan was still so strong, and the radian originally hooked on the corner of the man's lips suddenly pursed.
His eyes were unhappy. In an instant, the male breath that did not belong to Su Qinghuan suddenly approached her side, and even Jun Jiuyou's breath was sprayed on her cheek!
She felt the fluff on her face itch slightly, and Su Qinghuan shivered with fear. She opened her eyelashes with a brush, and then stepped back subconsciously!
"Your Excellency! Please respect yourself!"
There was a faint angry look on the white dress nun's face, but because of that particularly beautiful face, the coldness and dignity that belonged to Yuanying immortal was like the moon hanging high in the sky mountain. Even if it was cold and clear, the moon glow was elegant, but it was inexplicable.
People can't help but want to see what it would be like if this mountain moon was broken in hand one day.
……
"Self respect? Su Xianjun forgot that you are in my territory."
Jun Jiuyou has a joking smile on his lips. The man's bloody pupils are gorgeous and strange. At the moment, the handsome face is smiling and can pour countless women.
Unfortunately, sitting here is Su Qinghuan, who doesn't understand the wind love coldly.
Seeing that Jun Jiuyou still wanted to get close, although the space of the soft couch made of deep-sea mackerel gauze was not small, she just sat down at the moment, and Jun Jiuyou, a big man with a height of nearly one meter and nine, suddenly seemed cramped.
Su Qinghuan was already retreating, but the space behind was limited. Seeing that the man was approaching, the handsome unmarried face magnified infinitely in front of her. She subconsciously closed her eyes. Without paying attention, the whole person suddenly fell under the soft couch.
"You --"
No!
Su Qinghuan was about to fall on the white jade floor tile, because the magic Qi of the demon world had a restraining effect on the spirit of the immortal. For a moment, she almost forgot that she was in the real world, and she was not a mortal.
When she remembered to sacrifice the Dharma formula so that she wouldn't fall on her feet, a slender arm caught her calmly.
Because of her body's self-help instinct, she subconsciously hugged Jun Jiuyou's arm.
……
The man obviously enjoyed Su Qinghuan's unprotected closeness at the moment.
Jun Jiuyou drew a narrow arc on his lips.
"Xianzun should be careful."
"Xianzun is like this. People who don't know it thought they were going to throw themselves into the arms of Ben Jun!"
“……”
Su Qinghuan suddenly turned white. Unexpectedly, he lost such a big face in front of Jun Jiuyou in just a few seconds!
And I don't know why, seeing Jun Jiuyou's joking eyes, I somehow associate it with my little apprentice.
Although these two people are very eye-catching in terms of appearance, they are not the same type of good-looking at all.
Jun Jiuyou is the heroic beauty of dragon and Phoenix, while Yan Hanzhou is a thin, handsome and elegant young man.
But in their temperament, they both have a kind of unspeakable gloom. Even when they laugh, they seem to fail to fully expand the shadow in their eyes and retain a trace of suspicion towards everyone.
……
Thinking of Yan Hanzhou, who was still practicing among the cold jade veins under the ice and snow wasteland, Su Qinghuan suddenly looked cold.
If her little apprentice wakes up and finds that she has disappeared, I'm afraid he will come to her even if he wants to do his best.
Thinking that Yan Hanzhou is only beating the stone with an egg against Shangjun Jiuyou at the moment, Su Qinghuan's heart is like pressing a big stone.
She suddenly raised her eyes and wanted to break away from Jun Jiuyou's arms.
"The devil laughed. If you hadn't captured Su here, Su wouldn't have become the fish on your chopping board."
"Does fairy Su really think so?"
Jun Jiuyou's heroic eyebrow rose and opened a beautiful arc.
"I thought that Su Xianzi volunteered to die for Yan Hanzhou."
When it comes to the second half of the sentence, Jun Jiuyou also deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the word dedication.
“……”
Why does Jun Jiuyou sound so... Weird.
The man's meaningful eyes made Su Qinghuan's ears red.
In particular, thinking of Jun Jiuyou's threat to frighten her and kiss her if she didn't open her eyes, Su Qinghuan had goose bumps on her arm.
That doesn't make sense!
According to the original world line, Jun Jiuyou clearly doesn't like men or women.
Why do you suddenly seem interested in her?
……
Has your charm reached such an adverse degree?
As soon as this narcissistic idea came out, Su Qinghuan felt numb.
In particular, Jun Jiuyou, as a god turning friar, is afraid that he will not indulge in this secular love at all. How can he confuse his eyes for a woman's face.
No matter why Jun Jiuyou's attitude changed, Su Qinghuan deeply felt that he was just an appetizer for the snake essence disease demon.
She immediately struggled harder.
Because she was in the demon world, she could only play 67 / 10 of her skills. In addition, she could not defeat Jun Jiuyou. Not only did she not break away the hands pinched by the man on her waist, but also because of inertia, her forehead suddenly hit the man's tight chest.
All of a sudden, the picture was embarrassed.
“……”
“……”
With her eyes facing each other, Su Qinghuan's eyelashes shook violently. She wished she could find a pit to bury herself.
艹.
Why is Jun Jiuyou's chest as hard as iron as a soldering iron!
The forehead of the woman in white suddenly turned pale red.
……
Seeing that Su Qinghuan was embarrassed not to open his eyes, but the tip of his ears looked like a shallow Fei, Jun Jiuyou was in a good mood and his eyebrows were light.
"Fairy Su doesn't want to see Ben Jun, but she's shy?"
"But on the fifth day of next month, you and I will hold a Taoist ceremony. At that time, you will be the demon queen of your own. Why should you be so shy?"
……
Su Qinghuan was stunned at the speech.
Misty grass?!
What the devil is the queen!
Why didn't her client know she was getting married?!