My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun Qingyan subconsciously grabbed it with a backhand stroke, swiping his thighs towards him.

"Just when I woke up, did you treat me like this?" The low voice carried an inexplicable grudge.

Yun Qingyan stopped his attacking posture, and looked up at the face that was a lot higher than himself, "Di Jiuque?"

The Emperor Jiuque in a completely adult form, with scattered ink and luxurious mysterious clothes, and those narrow Danfeng eyes as cold and charming as they were first seen.

It looks the same as before, but Yun said lightly that something has changed.

There seemed to be a different color in those ice eyes, as hot as fire.

His breath is also deeper and unfathomable, like a black hole, making people unable to explore.

"Yeah." Di Jiuque nodded and raised his eyebrows unhappily. "You can't even recognize the deity?"

"My lord, your new room is ready. Will you move in now?" The first thing the hotel owner who has handled things well is to come to Yun Qingyan's room.

The interrupted Di Jiuque frowned unconsciously and swept towards the innkeeper.

When seeing Di Jiuque, surprise flashed across the boss's face, and then his feet trembled subconsciously.

This... This adult in Xuan Yi is even more terrifying than the aura of that adult.

"Lead the way." Yun said lightly, nodding to the boss.

Only then did Emperor Jiuque converge his momentum.

"Yes...Yes." It wasn't until Di Jiuque deliberately withdrew his momentum that the innkeeper felt that his soft feet had the strength to move again.

"My lord, your new room is this one." Taking Yun Qingyan and Di Jiuque to the new room, the boss hurriedly left after a few words at will.

I always feel that the aura of Emperor Jiuque is a little different. Sitting on the bed, Yun Qingyan looked Di Jiuque up and down, focusing on his left hand, and found that his hand burned by the white light of death had recovered, no longer the dry and scorched black, and his skin was as white as jade. , So tender as to pinch out water.

Di Jiuque didn't move, so she asked her to look at it, raising her eyebrows, "How is it? The deity's figure is still satisfied?"

"Normally." Yun Qingyan said with a sneer, "It's not that I haven't touched it. Anyway, I've touched everything I should touch or not."

Di Jiuque walked to Yun Qingyan and sat down, raising his eyebrows, "Would you like to touch it again?"

Old hooligan. Yun Qingyan secretly slandered and asked, "What was the matter with you before? After we were released from the Imperial Tomb, you started to get hot, and even the bed was burned by you, and your body continued to be in its infancy and adulthood. Transformation in form?"

Di Jiuque leaned on the bed, and stopped teasing with Yun when he talked about business matters. "Half of his strength was recovered, and he was backlashed by Silver Ring."

"That fiery red Yuanzhu really belongs to you." Yun Qingyan said in surprise, holding his chin with one hand on his face and looking curious, "Then you remember the story that you and the emperor Jinlian had to tell. ?"

Two obsidian-like eyes looked at Di Jiuque gleamingly, and Yun said with a respectful voice.

"What is a story that has to be told?" Di Jiuque was very dissatisfied with this title, and reached out his hand and flicked Dan Yun's forehead.

He felt weird what he said from her mouth.

"Don't care about such small details." Yun Qingyan shook his hand with a smile, "Tell me about your grievances and grudges. I'm not a big person, just curious."

"It's really not that big." Di Jiuque glanced pointedly across her chest.