Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 385 tells this king, what is the relationship between you and Gong Siyu

King Jiang is too tall, even taller than Gongsiyu.

Ji Yuno only reached his chest.

Being embraced in his arms so forcefully without warning, locked tightly.

It's stuffy in his chest and can hardly breathe.

His ribs seemed to be strangled.

Beautiful eyes widened in shock, Ji Yuno tried to stop, but he didn't move and didn't want to let go.

"Where have you been, why have you been missing for so long."

The study room filled with ambergris could not conceal the strong scent of alcohol on Jiang Ziwen's body. The deep and vast deep sound like the distant twilight drum and morning bell struck Ji Yuno's chest, shaking lightly.

"I...I went out to sea, encountered a storm, there was no signal, and then I fell on a deserted island, thanks to Sister Qian...Oh no, the Lord of Ten Temples helped to come back.

Ji Yunai was frustrated in Wang Jiang's chest, struggling intermittently.

Gently raised his hand, grabbed the jade belt around Jiang Ziwen's waist, and pulled it.

"Master Jiang, we are like this, it's not compliant, and... I'm almost out of breath."

But Jiang Ziwen was still indifferent and motionless, holding her firmly in his arms.

Lenghe asked cruelly: "If this king wants to hug you, who dares to speak up! Are you not willing?"

Ji Yuno took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and thought to herself, die.

"Yes, I don't want to." blurted out, "Please let Mr. Jiang Wang let me go. If you suppress me and persecute me with your power, then I can only obey, but I don't want it, I don't want it in my heart."

Ji Yuno said "unwilling" three times in a row.

She could almost feel that Jiang Ziwen's figure halted, holding her arms, tightening them forcefully, gradually loosening them, and falling slowly and weakly, revealing endless loss and strong anger.

"Why don't you..."

Jiang Ziwen was condescending, looking down at Ji Yuno expressionlessly, his eyes lonely and extremely cold.

"Because..." She has a lover, she doesn't want to be like this, "because it's not good."

Ji Yunai didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Ziwen, constricting his eyes, lowering his head, inexplicably guilty.

With a cruel and arrogant smile, Ji Yuno cast a sarcasm and ruthlessly condensed Ji Yuno's eyes, enduring the pain and violent rage deep in his heart, Jiang Ziwen suddenly turned around, the next second, the figure flashed, he has already taken his seat, sitting arrogantly and domineeringly In the black gold armchair behind the book case, with his legs resting on the table case, there was silence for a while.

Ji Yuno held the soul-returning jade in her arms and found the quietness in the study room strange and terrifying.

Feeling a little sore in his neck, he immediately raised his eyes, and suddenly met Jiang Ziwen and stared at her, frowning and thinking deeply, dark and dark and deep icy eyes.

Subconsciously avoiding sight.

Looking around, she saw a mess in the study, wine jars everywhere, and portrait paintings.

Dozens of portrait paintings of different shapes, wonderful workmanship, lifelike, all of the same person-spirit.

Wang Jiang's black gold mysterious robe is wrapped around his body, with awe-inspiring momentum, and his unruly ink hair is tied high and fixed with a gold hairpin.

Shocking and astonishing, it seems that the noble face that can make the world lose its color, peerless and full of darkness, like a pupil of death like the abyss of hell, ruthless and arrogant and fierce.

Staring at Ji Yuno without the temperature in his eyes, he said abruptly, Senhan asked, "What are you holding in your arms."

When Jiang Ziwen finally uttered, Ji Yuno's tense mood relaxed slightly.

Huihunyu was wrapped in a piece of flannel.

Yuno tiptoedly walked to the book table and unfolded the flannel on the soul jade.

"You must know this, right?" Pushing the soul-returning jade made by rare purple jade to Jiang Ziwen, Ji Yunai continued, "This is when I was killed on the sea, I lived on an unknown island, the mysterious underground emperor on the island. The mausoleum found it, and it was buried in the coffin of Ji Ruyue, the last generation queen of the Ji clan."

When Wang Jiang saw the soul-returning jade, his eyes shook.

The lightly trembling palm stretched out towards the soul-returning jade, and the deep and secluded ice eyes contained an expression of excitement and ecstasy.

"The soul-returning jade...It's the ghost-returning jade..."

"Master Jiang, if I tell you, I still use this piece of jade to resurrect a person, a person named...Ji Ruchen, do you believe it?" After a pause, "I am still in the illusion of Huihunyu , I saw the princess Lingyu a thousand years ago, and I know that she and Ji Ruchen are close friends, am I right?" Then he said, "And the undead Lord, I finally understand why you promised to save Xiaoyun , Because he is the reincarnation of the Undead Lord, the Flame Spirit Orb he ate, condensing all the memories and spiritual power of the Undead Lord before his death, he has recovered."

Regarding the treasure, Jiang Wang carefully touched the soul-returning jade, his sad eyes, after hearing what Ji Yuno said, stared at the girl in front of him in shock, without speaking.

"Master Jiang, before...I think the spirit looks like me, it's just a coincidence."

While talking, Ji Yuno took out the black flute and placed it in front of Wang Jiang, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing the soul-satisfying spirit bracelet on his wrist.

"But whether it's Ji Ruchen, the undead monarch, or the flute in the black flute, they all say that I am the sly." Ji Yuno's thoughts were confused, and his eyes flickered, "I am getting more and more strange, why I can use the spirit weapon of Princess Lingyu...So, I want to ask you, who am I? If I am Lingyu, but at the beginning, you told me that she was dead...She was gone, her soul was gone, and she disappeared. In the Three Realms, I can't be her! People whose souls are gone cannot be reincarnated or resurrected, so what am I?"

"..."

"I was born by my mother in October. Before I was resurrected, I was a living person! An ordinary person of flesh and blood, how could I be spiritual and sly?"

Ji Yunai threw all the doubts, all the incomprehensions, and all his brains to Jiang Ziwen.

She felt that King Jiang was a ghost, a **** of death under one person, and a **** of death in charge of life and death. He must know everything.

"This king wants to know more than you, who on earth are you, are you silly, and if she's back." Jiang Ziwen coldly put the Huihunyu close to his chest, holding his eyes persistently, "But, this king I can't find it, even...not even your previous life. You are like a cloud of fog, leaving the king without a trace."

Sitting on the armchair blankly, Jiang Ziwen's deep and deep voice was dumb and tired.

Wannian's cold icy eyes are filled with longing sadness and pain deep in the bones.

"However, compared with these things. Ji Yuno..." Jiang Ziwen stared at the girl in front of him sharply, "This king wants to know who you are going to sea this time."

Ji Yunai didn't expect Wang Jiang to ask that.

His eyes flickered, "Went with... and many people."

A touch of disappointment and sneer passed through the cold and cruel eyes.

"Oh, well, among many people... is there a person named Gong Siyu?"

"..." looked at Jiang Ziwen in shock.

"Tell this king, what is your relationship with him."

"..."

"If you dare to fool this king, you will never want to return to the human world!"

Trouble! Trouble! Do not abuse! Do not worry! The plot needs it~

(End of this chapter)