Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Gu Ruojiao touched her chest: "This place feels stuffy and uncomfortable."

She looked at Mo Qingyan: "Is Jiaojiao sick, sir?"

Mo Qingyan's gaze moved from her eyes all the way down, and finally stayed on the red lips.

Then raised the corners of his mouth and leaned over.

The long figure enveloped her, which was an extremely aggressive gesture.

"Yeah, Jiaojiao is sick, and only the deity can cure her."

"Your husband can rule?"

"Of course, as long as you obey my deity obediently."

Gu Ruojiao nodded vigorously: "Jiaojiao is very good!"

Mo Qingyan was very satisfied with her performance.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

"painful!"

Gu Ruojiao raised her wide sleeves, revealing the welt marks inside.

The welt is still there, just a little lighter.

There is a kind of sadistic beauty that falls on her, which is very beautiful.

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A glint of gloom flashed in Mo Qingyan's eyes.

"Jiaojiao has been wronged, can I vent my anger on you?"

Inexplicably, Gu Ruojiao's back shivered.

Thinking of the scenes of him "venting out" on himself several times, the hairs stood on end.

Fortunately, Mo Qingyan is not that perverted, so he specially took her to appreciate his 'masterpiece'.

He brought her back to the bedroom.

"Jiaojiao's eyes are too powerful, I don't want no one to use this Mingcang Palace in the future."

Gu Ruojiao didn't realize how powerful his words were, she just thought he was praising herself, and covered her face shyly.

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Because of Mo Qingyan's so-called practice.

Gu Ruojiao came to look for Mo Qingyan early every day.

Every time, she would take the initiative to sit on his lap, practicing obediently, conscientiously and hard.

Gu Ruojiao didn't care whether he would be angry or not, and tried her best to test his lower limit.

She even plucked the tiger's tail several times.

The canine teeth rubbed against the fragile blood vessels in his neck, and if he was not careful, his blood would splatter on the spot.

But Mo Qingyan didn't care about this little threat to her at all.

The slender fingers kneaded her ears carelessly.

I don't know if it's the attribute of a fox, but Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but tilt her head and want to rub his palm.

But Mo Qingyan stopped pinching his ears, and touched his tail instead.

"Husband, is Jiaojiao doing well?"

She clung to his neck, flicking the fox's tail.

Mo Qingyan played with her tail while holding her waist with the other hand.

His front was undone, his Adam's apple and collarbone had a shallow…  

His brows and eyes were indifferent, with a trace of deepness in his heart.

He leaned lazily against the screen, allowing the people on him to do evil.

The whole person has a coquettish and soul-stirring beauty.

Most of the time his expression was very calm, only occasionally holding or pressing her waist.

Or knead peaches to express.

"Husband~" The troublemaker stopped.

It happened to be in the most appropriate position.

Then a soft voice sounded: "Why do I work so hard, but the demon power is not good?"

Distressed, she touched the ears on her head.

Mo Qingyan opened her eyelids: "Why do you want to increase your demon power?"

"I don't know, I just feel that if there is no demon power, it will be very..."

She seemed to be unable to think of an appropriate adjective, and wrinkled her nose in distress.

After a while, she said happily: "I will cry!"

Mo Qingyan said, "Can you only cry?"

"Ok!"

Mo Qingyan looked at her.

Indeed, such a weak and useless little demon was really bullied, and could do nothing but cry.

He stared at the position where the two of them fit together, and suddenly sat up straight.

Gu Ruojiao couldn't help snorting.

Just listen to him.

"Do you want me to teach you how to fight back?"