Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Shadow Lei was shot in the leg and was still recuperating in his room, while Shadow Wind outside heard the call of his boss and ran in from the outside almost immediately.

"Boss."

He looked at the boss who was handcuffed to the bed with some guilt. When he came in, he was startled, but he did not dare to anger the current Miss Long, otherwise he was afraid that the next shot would be his.

What happened on the first floor not long ago has been transmitted to the entire villa at the speed of light. They didn't know why Long Qingcheng lost such a temper. After all, their boss had been injured before, and she was not a delicate young lady, so injuries were inevitable.

But they know that Miss Long must know that the boss deliberately lures out the people who covet the blood beads, and then strikes at one blow to eliminate all dangers hidden around Miss Long.

But he hurt himself.

Di Yuanjue stood up, with his satin black pajamas fully open, revealing his sexy eight-pack abs. His charming mermaid lines were covered by gauze, but it still couldn't cover up the splayed muscles, which were extremely sexy.

His gloomy and pale face was handsome and dignified, and his deep eyes were filled with fierceness, as if he were a dormant beast, ready to bite at any time.

"Who did this? Open it for me, where is A Qing?"

He asked three questions in a row, each question making people salivate unconsciously.

Yingfeng answered respectfully: "Miss Long did it, she was on the phone outside." He was dead, he continued, "Miss Long said, you will not be honest, so I handcuffed you. The key is with Miss Long, I will tell Miss Long that you are awake now."

The speed of escaping is extremely fast!

He leaned lazily on the bed, his right hand ready to touch the beads on his left hand. Since wearing the beads, every time he got angry, he would turn the beads to calm down, but when he touched his wrist, there was nothing, and his fingers suddenly stopped. And stopped -

The blood bead was taken away by Long Qingcheng!

Then he fainted from anger and couldn't take away what he had given him! ! !

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At this time, Long Qingcheng was making a phone call on the balcony of the opposite room.

She leaned on the railing, and from her current perspective, she could see Yingfeng entering Di Yuanjue's room. It seemed that he was awake.

"I said, did you hear me? What do you want those missile canisters for? That is enough to destroy an entire country. If you don't even enter the country with this amount, you will be investigated."

Long Qingcheng casually gestured to Yingfeng, and there was no hint of ripples in his plain voice, "We won't send it to the country." She straightened her clothes, stood up, opened the balcony door, and walked out slowly.

"I regret it. I should have destroyed the shrine with one shot." As a result, they still feel that their abilities are powerful enough to balance her.

Let him be so unscrupulous and come after him again and again.

Long Qingcheng, who had stern eyes, had already walked out of the room. When she said these words, her whole body was filled with a terrifying aura of murder. She was like a god of death coming, her eyes were full of indifference.

Her last trace of mercy was quietly destroyed. This time she wanted all those people to die.

Yan Que: "..."

He was about to ask what was going on, but Long Qingcheng obviously had no time to chat with him and hung up the phone directly.

Opposite me, Yan Que, who had been woken up and couldn't fall asleep, scratched his hair. Damn it, I really owed you in my previous life.

With that said, he stood up, put on his pants and went to prepare the missile canister for Long Qingcheng.

Watanabe Seiya is really an idiot. He was just about to offend the King of Hell. If he hadn't said it earlier when he had lived enough, he should have been shot to death in the first place.

It also saves the eyesight.

When Long Qingcheng walked into the bedroom, she was still holding the potion prescribed by An Xu in her hand.

Because the wound was very serious, if he only relied on external medicine, God Yuan Jue would definitely have a fever tonight.

The noble and cold man on the bed had a pale face due to his back injury, and his eyebrows were a little tired. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he slowly opened his sharp eyes, which were full of nostalgia and obsession. .

He only had Long Qingcheng in his eyes at this time.

Shadow Wind also closed the door.

He raised his hand, the black handcuffs intertwined with the white arm, and whispered, "Aqing, why are you doing this to me?" It doesn't matter if you want to torture me, but why do you want to take away the blood beads? Why?

Long Qingcheng walked over with a bowl of potion and sat elegantly beside the bed.

The next second, Di Yuanjue's hands were wrapped around her waist, and his cheek was rubbing her long hair.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he asked directly again, "Ah Qing, return my blood beads?"

Long Qingcheng smiled. She took a spoonful of the medicine and brought it to Di Yuanjue's mouth. She said in a lazy and hoarse voice, "Drink the medicine first."

Di Yuanjue pursed his lips tightly and refused to drink.

"Be obedient." Long Qingcheng coaxed, but when he saw that the person still refused to let go, he had no choice but to give up and said quietly, "Drink the medicine, and I will return your blood beads."

Di Yuanjue: "Do you keep your word?"

Long Qingcheng smiled: "I've never spoken without counting."

Di Yuanjue leaned on Long Qingcheng's fragrant shoulder, greedily inhaled the fragrance of her body, and was very fascinated.

"Then you feed me."

The injured and pitiful appearance is displayed vividly.

Long Qingcheng could only pick up the spoon lovingly and prepare to feed, but the person in front of him looked directly at the sexy lips, he tapped his fingers lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I want you to feed me. "Feed me here.

He held her waist with his palms and led her forward, as if he was telling her again with his movements.

Because of the wound on her back, Long Qingcheng did not dare to push Di Yuan Jue with great strength. She held the medicine bowl in her hand, her head slightly tilted back, and the medicine bowl in her hand was held directly in front of her.

Raising her head, her slender neck glowed white, she took a sip, and like a witch bewitching the emperor, she held the back of the man's head with one hand and pulled him forcefully. The two of them kissed passionately, and the potion was poured into the emperor bit by bit. Yuan Jue's mouth.

Both of them acted very forcefully, kissing deeply and rubbing hard, and her fingertips were caressing Di Yuanjue's cheek.

Her voice was as intoxicating as wine, and she patiently coaxed, "Be good, drink a little, so you can get better faster."

A bowl of potion lasted more than half an hour.

Before he fell into coma, Long Qingcheng's inhumane appearance was still vivid in his mind. Di Yuanjue was afraid that the person in front of him would still be cold-blooded and merciless to him. The person he loved could look at him coldly and destroy him. Heaven destroys earth.

Looking at the bottomed potion, Long Qingcheng placed the medicine bowl on the bedside.

She turned around, smiled faintly and asked, "Ah Jue, do you just believe me so much?"

Di Yuanjue raised his head, his cold eyes glowed with unusual coldness, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "You are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, of course I will trust you."

His heart and people are hers, there is nothing else he can't believe.

The only wife he recognized in his life was Long Qingcheng.

Without Long Qingcheng, he would rather die alone and alone than marry anyone.