If you mess with the devil, it's over!

"Don't you want to ask where you are going on this trip?" Seeing the young man who was unusually quiet, docile and quiet today, Qi Lan gently stroked his white and flawless chin.

Because she had just taken a bath, her fair face had a moist luster, and a faint pink rosy glow appeared, with a touch of peach, like a flower bud that had just bloomed, crystal clear, and people couldn't help but think Gonna touch it.

"Uh." Yu Xi shook his head.

"The wife has her own definition, I just want to follow her."

He actually didn't want to speak, his throat felt very uncomfortable, and he was physically and mentally exhausted.

"Are you honest?" Qi Lan had a smile on his face, holding the man's chin in one hand with a hint of fun in his eyes.

She could clearly feel the temperature on this pretty face rising slowly, and her eyes changed from calm to panic to charming in the blink of an eye.

"Isn't I always like this?" The young man's originally lowered eyes slowly raised, and his jade-like left hand gently grasped the wrist of the woman in front of him, trying to remove it from his chin.

Even though her voice was hoarse, it was still extremely charming, and her every move exuded fragility.

This charming appearance really puts the gorgeous flowers to shame.

"Yes." Qi Lan chuckled lightly, then put down the hand that lifted the young man's smooth chin, hugged him, and brought the young man closer to him. His soft and delicate body made him feel like he was hugging a piece of nephrite.

"Has anyone told Xi'er what male virtue is?"

"I am not a noble lady, I just perform in a brothel to fill my stomach. I have never thought about being a father in this life, so I am naturally not as good as those young men from aristocratic families." As Yu Xi spoke, he raised his head and touched lightly with his fingertips. He put his hand over hers, wanting her not to hug him so tightly.

"Oh?" Qi Lan smiled faintly and held the young boy's weak, boneless hand. With this movement, the tightness around his waist suddenly became much looser.

This is what Yu Xi wants. He doesn't want this woman to hug his waist so tightly. If he doesn't do something to divert her attention, this hand will be random.

"Xi'er is still proud of this? Huh?"

"If not, how could the master know me?" Yu Xi did not answer directly, but asked a rhetorical question.

You can't let this woman lead you by the nose, otherwise you won't even know how she got eaten by her.

"Little man, I really belong to you." Qi Lan reached out and gently scratched his nose, still with that harmless smile on his face.

From another perspective, this fox is talking about herself in disguise.

It means that he is like this, that is, this identity can make him like him, but he is not a gentleman.

When you debase yourself, you also bring yourself down.

He has mastered the art of language.

Qi Lan has always thought that this foxy man is very interesting and very courageous. Now it seems that the label he gave him is completely correct.

"Are you really not afraid of punishing your wife for being such a misbehaving Xi'er?"

"I didn't do anything wrong..." Upon hearing this, Yu Xi's fingertips trembled, and his free right hand gently hooked her shoulder, leaning into her arms.

"And the master also said that he likes me like this."

"Little goblin." Qi Lan chuckled, gently pinched his red cheeks, carried him to his side, sat on the chair, and hugged him like this.

The coquettish behavior of Huoshui made her whole body feel hot. If it weren't for the fact that he was still so weak, Qi Lan would have really wanted to carry him back to the room.

"I serve my wife..." Yu Xi stood up with support in her arms. He could no longer be so close to this woman. His hands kept touching his very sensitive areas dishonestly. , the temperature on my face has not dropped since just now, and it is getting hotter.

If I continue like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to walk for a while, and my body will feel numb. Besides, this woman also likes to play with the bells on her ankles. Who knows if this woman will do something outrageous in the next second? Come.

If nothing else, he could tell that this woman liked her waist and feet very much.

If he were to play with his feet for a while, his legs would really become weak.

Seeing the boy in his arms struggling to get up, Qi Lan let go of him without any force.

To be honest, this fox girl is indeed very comfortable to hold in my arms. She feels happy both physically and mentally and at the same time, it also pulls me, making her very restless.

This feeling of being able to look at it but not being able to eat it for the time being was also very uncomfortable for her.

As a clear bell ringed half a circle around his right ear, the young man was already behind Qi Lan.

A pair of slender plain hands rested on her shoulders, and Yu Xi rubbed her shoulders naturally.

Although I am very reluctant to give this female devil a massage service, the current situation is that this is indeed the best choice.

Qi Lan slowly closed his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment on his stern face.

The young man's delicate fingertips were very gentle, and she could feel the temperature of his fingertips. She enjoyed it so much, as if she was in the clouds, everything was just right.

Yu Xi's calm face was always looking not far away, because he found a building ship speeding ahead.

Judging from its outline, it is not very big, and its speed is not as fast as the devil's chariot. After all, it is pulled by a Chipeng that is comparable to the fifth-level cultivation of a monk.

Those building ships are spiritual weapons, but they also need spiritual energy to drive them, and their speed is still far behind them.

In less than a moment, the huge chariot caught up with the boat in front.

The building boat may not be big, but it can be said to be small. There is a flag erected on it, which looks like the pattern of the sun, but it is covered with a floating cloud above the red sun.

This made Yu Xi instantly think of a sect, Chiyun Holy Land!

There are more than a dozen people standing on the boat, all wearing uniform clothes. The light yellow sect uniforms are embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, which are very simple. Everyone has a piece of blue cloth tied on their right arm, and they all carry a handful on their backs. The woman leading the sword looked to be in her forties, and she was also wearing a light yellow robe. The only difference was that she had a wine gourd hanging on her waist, and there was no sword on her back.

When the chariot came over, these people looked over with wary faces. Some of those who were still meditating opened their eyes and subconsciously put their hands on the hilt of their swords.

At this time, Qi Lan, who was enjoying the young man's service, slowly stood up, walked a few steps forward, and looked at the building boat opposite.

"People from Nanliu." Qi Lan thought in his heart when he saw the flag fluttering in the wind.

"But His Highness the Jin Dynasty Royal Family?"

The leading woman in Chiyun Holy Land seemed to have recognized the chariot and offered her hand to Qi Lan on the boat.