Wang Ye is a Demon

Mo Jianchen said so lightly that Gu Yining felt a little untrue when he heard: "What did you say?"

"This king doesn't like to say it a second time." Mo Jianchen didn't look up, his tone seemed to have a smile.

Suddenly, his small hand covered his big skeletal hand, and the big hand stopped in the warm water.

"I'll do it myself." Gu Yining bent down, her clear eyes seemed to be covered with a faint mist of water vapor.

Mo Jianchen remained silent, but raised his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes looked straight at Gu Yining in front of him. Although he had been with him for a long time, his irritable aura still made Gu Yining feel unconscious. Trembling, there seemed to be an irresistible reply in his eyes.

After the air was quiet for a while, Gu Yining slowly stretched out his hand from the water again, like an aggrieved cat, sitting obediently on the bed, looking at Mo Jianchen in front of him.

Since when did the eighth prince of Mexico willingly become his wife's slave, applying medicine and washing her feet.

Applying medicine... Gu Yining seemed to suddenly remember something, and the slender hand subconsciously touched his injured shoulder. The shoulder that should have been faintly painful after touching it was not painful or itchy at this moment. It's like healed.

But no matter how quickly the wound recovers, it should not be so fast.

Vaguely recalled the subtle sensation from the wound the night before, like a feather flicking, she wanted to see what it was, but suddenly felt an inexplicable force that slowly spread along the wound like a vine until In every corner of her body, inexplicable fatigue instantly covered her body, making her suddenly lose the strength to open her eyes.

Could it be caused by... Mo Jianchen?

She looked at Mo Jianchen in front of her, one lamp and one person, like a quiet and beautiful painting.

The dim light fell on Mo Jianchen's back, and it seemed to be coated with a soft and mysterious light on his back.

Who is he?

Gu Yi Ning looked down at Mo Jianchen in front of him, and unexpectedly said, "Who are you?"

The man lifted his eyes, a trace of puzzlement seemed to pass through his bright eyes.

"Did you heal the shoulder injury for me?" Gu Yining continued to ask when Mo Jianchen was silent.

"What?" Mo Jianchen didn't seem to admit, but he didn't deny either.

Gu Yining shook her head, but she already had a vague answer in her heart--this Mo Jianchen was definitely not an ordinary person.

"What is the relationship between you and Yi Wei?" Gu Yining asked in a hurry.

Mo Jianchen did not respond, but bowed his head and continued to wash her feet.

They must have something to do with... Gu Yining squinted her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see his true face through the man in front of him.

If he had nothing to do with Yi Wei, then he would definitely clarify, but at this moment, he said nothing.

auzw.com The white and tender feet suddenly broke free from his hands, and then he lifted his slender legs without hesitation, the feet were lifted out of the water, with a bunch of splashes, the next second , The foot pointed at Mo Jianchen, the little foot seemed to contain a huge aggressiveness.

"Are you not a human?" Gu Yi stared at Mo Jianchen in front of him, his eyes glowing with a rare fierce light, as if he could not tolerate a little lie.

But this didn't seem to threaten Mo Jianchen. The big skeletal hand was raised leisurely, and he held her ankle calmly, with a playful smile on the corner of his eyes, and he slightly curled his lips: " What are you doing?"

Gu Yining, who was suddenly grasped by her ankle, was shocked. She knew that she had just made a stupid move, but now it was too late to regret it. She shrank her legs and tried to pull her feet out of his hands. But I found that such a struggle was of no avail.

"I..." Before Gu Yining finished speaking, another unknown force slowly spread upward from the soles of her feet. The force was so soft that she couldn't help but tremble with comfort.

Suddenly the exhaustion of the whole day dissipated like a cloud that was pushed away. She stared at Mo Jianchen in front of her blankly. What kind of evil is he? !

"This king is indeed not an ordinary person." Finally, a low voice came in from Gu Yining, as if there was some magic power, giving her an urge to hear him say a few more words, "Neither are you ."

The simple four words, like a precise flying knife, quickly hit her in the underbelly. She seemed to understand the meaning of Mo Jianchen’s words: I am not an ordinary person, neither are you, you If one day confess me, then we will all die together.

The strength at the ankle seemed to lighten a bit, Gu Yining took the opportunity to pull her foot out of his hand suddenly. She just wanted to step back and keep a certain distance from Mo Jianchen, and Mo Jianchen greeted her.

Jun Yan suddenly approached, and the warm breath fell on her little face like a feather, stroking her throbbing heart all the way.

"Don't worry, this king won't tell others about your life experience." He lowered his eyes and looked at her lazily, his voice was slightly hoarse, but it was unexpectedly pleasant.

Gu Yining's heart trembled, and he leaned back carefully.

But even such a small movement was accurately captured by Mo Jianchen. The big hand supported her back and dragged her leaning back, and a force gently moved her body She lifted it up, and suddenly a warm breath fell on her beautiful face, followed by a hoarse voice, and slowly fell on her ears: "Why avoid this king? I'm afraid this king will eat it. You fail?"

"No..." When Mo Jianchen said so, Gu Yining's ears became red involuntarily, "I'm not afraid of you..."

As soon as the voice fell, a gentle kiss fell on the base of her ears, and the numbness spread along the base of the ears like an electric current, causing her whole body to tremble slightly.

"That's what you said." The teeth bit her ear lightly, the warm breath all the way down, and the rain-like kiss made her a little unbearable.

She softened slowly, letting herself be at the mercy of a doll.

The lips were soft, and his kiss was very gentle, sometimes sucking and sometimes biting, as if tasting a delicacy.

A tingling sensation struck her from time to time, and her whole body was as soft as water. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, and leaned on the hand resting behind her back.

The big hand slowly dropped, as if guiding, let her lie flat on the bed.

He slowly removed his thin lips, and when she was relieved, he found that Mo Jianchen had been pressed against her.

He kissed her tenderly, from her lips, to her chin, all the way down to her neck.

The big, skeletal hand gently pulled open her collar, and her skin like fat was slowly exposed to the air.

His deep eyes were stained with **** at the moment, and the hoarse voice covered her ears: "Give it to this king tonight, okay?"