My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun Qingyan was cold in his hands and feet.

She lowered her eyes, her figure trembled, and she didn't answer Jiang Wuya's question openly, but said, "Big...sir...said, I...I don't understand..."

Jiang Wuya watched Yun Qingyan deeply, seemingly dissatisfied with her answer.

Yun Qingyan was stared at so that his whole body was pricked up, and then said, "

Thank you...big...sir for the time being...for not killing grace.

Don't...don't take me...I'm a pathfinder, wait...wait for me to go out...I...I'll thank Da...sir! "

It seems that she is really a ‘little mouse’ who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Then how do you thank your Highness for not killing?" Jiang Wuya asked with a smile, with a cold hand on Yun Qingyan's shoulder.

He turned his eyes, and fell on Yun Qingyan's chest.

At the position of Yun Qingyan's chest, a black palm print can be vaguely seen on the white and delicate skin, a few black knuckle-like marks are exposed, and the rest are hidden in the cloth.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Bone palm.

Little Mouse, your servant is cruel and powerful.

But being able to live for so long without dying under the palm of Huaguo, your vitality makes this temple admirable. "

Yun said lightly and said nothing, and in front of Jiang Wuya, he said more and more wrong.

Moreover, being too scared to speak is more in line with her personality.

Jiang Wuya didn't seem to care about her answer. He stretched out a hand to the material on her chest casually, and wanted to continue the action previously interrupted by Shui Mei.

However, this time his hand was caught by a white and delicate hand.

He raised his eyebrows and faced a pair of beautiful, pitch-black, very serious black eyes.

I saw the person in front of him was a little bit horrified, as if he had gathered all the courage to have the courage to stop him.

"Big...sir, I like women."

Jiang Wuya heard the words of the "harmless poor boy" in front of him.

"Oh." Jiang Wuya replied earnestly, the hand that stretched out slightly loosened, as if he was about to retract it.

Just when Yun Qingyan felt a little relieved, thinking that he had given up, the handsome face with a strange silver mask showing only half of his face suddenly approached, no more than an inch away from her.

Yun Qingyan can even see his delicate skin with no pores, really white like fine porcelain.

When the manipulative purple eyes approached, there was a kind of magic power that could attract people's souls in.

On her delicate face like a work of art, her red lips curled up,

"What if the main hall is more beautiful than women?

Do you still only like women? "

Yun said lightly: "..."

How does Jiang Wuya's brain circuit grow?

This is worse than normal people, more than ten thousand miles, right?

"Master, I have been with you for so many years. This is the first time I have seen such a brazen, narcissistic person!" Xiao Xuan exclaimed in the profound ring space.

I think so.

Yun Qingyan agreed with Xiaoxuan's words.

No matter how much I complain about in my heart, the effort to face is still going to pass.

Yun said with a frightened expression on his face, as if he was perverted as a weak and soft-skinned rich boy, "I...I only like women!"

There was a trace of unquestionable firmness in the trembling voice, telling the master's determination not to be a "broken sleeve".

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Wuya's enchanting eyebrows shrouded in disappointment when he heard the words, and he withdrew his gaze that was approaching Yun Qingyan, and sighed softly, "That's really a pity~"