[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

"Devil Lord." Su Zhuo's complexion sank, he reached out and summoned the Wangchen Sword, flew up and cut the rope, and brought Chu Han to Sanqiao.

"Master Yuli?" Jun Yi slowly took out another teacup and placed it opposite him, poured a cup of tea, "Green tea, have a cup?"

He has a casual attitude, completely ignoring Su Zhuo at the door, as if he is the master here.

San Qiao saw that Su Zhuo's hand holding the sword was a little tighter, so he hurriedly stopped him, tried his best to smile and said: "The devil is not staying in your devil's palace, why did he wander around in the human world?"

He was really afraid that Su Zhuo would fight Jun Yi, after all, the old master of Yuli Peak died at the hands of the demons.

But when these two fight, he doesn't know who wins and who loses. I'm afraid the house won't be kept, so Sancho still has to work hard to stop it.

"Well, although my demons have done all kinds of bad things, I never take the blame. I heard that everything in this city is up to us, so let's take a look." Jun Yi tapped his chin with his fingertips, "By the way, bring How about Jojo going back to the Demon Realm?"

Before Sancho could answer, Su Zhuo's sword was aimed at Jun Yi, and Jun Yi also slapped the table, and the two fought together for a while.

Sancho wanted to stop them, but the figures of the two were too fast, and he saw a white shadow and a red shadow colliding and leaving, and he couldn't even see them clearly.

San Qiao was stunned for a while, and first untied Chu Han who was screaming "woo woo" next to him, and then asked hastily, "There is a fight, what should I do?"

After being untied, Chu Han took a look at his little brother who was intact before he heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, let them fight, the master is amazing."

"Huh?" Sancho was taken aback.

After a while, the two took the bench that Jun Yi was sitting on just now to watch the fun. Chu Han was naked, and Sancho kindly lent him his coat.

It's just that the two were fighting hard, but Sancho hadn't eaten lunch yet, and his stomach was already rumbling in protest.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't help it, so he stood up and shouted: "Can you please stop beating me, I'm so hungry."

Not long after he finished speaking, two figures quickly landed beside him.

Su Zhuo pulled him over, held him in his arms, and looked at Jun Yi coldly.

"You'd better stay away from him."

Jun Yi raised the corner of his lips, and looked at him without fear: "Why should I listen to you, I am going to take this little thing back to be my wife, what do you think?"

Su Zhuo didn't talk much, so he couldn't talk to Jun Yi at this time, he held the sword and was about to fight again, San Qiao hugged him by the waist.

"Don't, don't fight, I'm hungry, go cook, okay?"

Su Zhuo looked down at him, and finally took Sancho's hand and went to the kitchen to cook.

"Chu Han, send the Demon King out."

"I'll send it?" Chu Han, who had been trying to minimize his sense of existence just now, was forced to stand up, and quietly covered his little brother with his hands, still a little frightened, "Let's go, won't the devil be left for dinner?"

"It seems that the accounts of the two of us have not yet been settled."

Last time, it was Su Zhuo, a disciple who pretended to be a dancer, and even sprinkled him with tickle powder.

In this matter, Jun Yi didn't feel that he was hanging up, facing the bottom, flying a few knives and it was over.

Chu Han squeezed his "little brother" tightly, afraid that the Demon Lord would throw a knife at him: "You...what else do you want?"

"Which room do you sleep in?"

Without mentioning the little brother, Chu Han breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously pointed with his chin: "That room."

"Then I'll sleep there from now on, thank you for the invitation." Jun Yi turned and walked into the room, and closed the door naturally.

Chu Han hurriedly wrapped up Sancho's small clothes and chased after him. There are only three rooms in this yard. If you don't snatch this room back, where will you sleep at night?

In the kitchen, Sancho passed things to Su Zhuo, quietly glanced at Su Zhuo, not knowing what to say.

He knew that the old lord died at the hands of the demons. Su Zhuo must hate the demons, but last time in the dense forest, when he was almost killed by a demon spider, Jun Yi saved his life. Yi helped him out.

"Did it scare you today?" Su Zhuo took the initiative to see him hesitant to speak.

Sancho shook his head, rubbed into his arms and put his toes around his neck: "Jun Yi, he saved my life last time in the intensive, but I also know that you hate the demons because of the old lord... .So I never knew how to speak."

Su Zhuo put his hands on his buttocks, pushed up, and let the little mermaid wrap her legs around his waist to tighten her grip, nestled in his arms, and cooked with both hands.

"I will try my best not to fight with him in the future. When Master died, Jun Yi was not yet a Demon Lord. Even if I hate the Demon Race, I will not indiscriminately hurt innocent people."

The murderer who killed the master has not been found yet, this is an eternal wound in Su Zhuo's heart.

But he will not target every Demon Race because of this.

Hearing what he said, Sancho finally felt relieved, showed a big smile, and kissed Su Zhuo loudly on the face.

When eating, Jun Yi took the chopsticks and the bowl for himself, moved a stool and sat beside Sancho, and looked at the dishes on the table with some disgust.

"Little thing eats these porridges and side dishes every day? No wonder he was so hungry. He gnawed on a big elbow in the devil's palace."

"Master's cooking is delicious." Sancho said quickly.

San Qiao secretly glanced at Su Zhuo to see that his face was normal, and then he was relieved to eat.

Jun Yi reluctantly nodded, then picked up some food from the table and put it into his bowl.

"Children are growing up. They need to eat more. There is no nutrition in the first place."

Sancho answered a few words casually, Jun Yi kept chattering with him endlessly, Sancho felt that this man was purely here to cause trouble for him.

Until Su Zhuo beside him suddenly stretched out and pulled Sancho over, letting him sit on his lap to eat.

The two of them often do this action, and Chu Han next to him is no stranger to it.

Jun Yi took a few gloomy eyes, saw that Sancho was eating comfortably, put down his chopsticks, got up and left.

Sancho was relieved, and when the two sat together, he was afraid of smashing the dining table.

At night Su Zhuo was going to stare at the house marked during the day, originally he wanted the little mermaid to sleep in the room by herself.

But the little mermaid hugged him pitifully and did not let go, whispering that she would be afraid by herself.

Su Zhuo was also afraid that the demon king would come back and snatch him away, so he put on extra clothes for him, and went out with him in his arms.

It was the first time for Sancho to climb up to the roof to peep, so he was a little excited at first, covering his mouth and lying on it without saying a word.

Looking at the swollen body on the bed in the room through the thatch that was opened a crack, he didn't respond much.

It's just that in the middle of the night, the people in the room were still lying quietly, and Sancho on the roof was already yawning from sleepiness.

Even though he was wearing a lot of clothes, in the early autumn night, there was still a gust of cool wind on the roof. Sancho was sleepy and cold, and kept rubbing against Su Zhuo's arms.

Su Zhuo's eyes were fixed on the people below, and he ignored him for a while, and let him toss around by himself.

"My arms are warm, Qiao Qiao wants to try?"

A black mist rose around him, and Jun Yi's voice appeared beside Sancho.

Sancho looked over in a daze, Jun Yi leaned his head on his arm, stretched out his other hand, and smiled at Sancho.

Sancho shook his head subconsciously, but Su Zhuo was lying on the roof and looking down, he still couldn't get into Su Zhuo's arms.

Jun Yi didn't expect him to be in his arms obediently, so he grabbed the little thing by the waist with one hand, and directly pulled him over to hug him.

"I'll keep you warm, and you sleep for a while."

Sancho shook his head vigorously and pushed him vigorously, but Jun Yi's arm holding him remained motionless.

He wanted to look back at Su Zhuo, but he couldn't turn his head. He was anxious. If Su Zhuo saw this, he wouldn't think he had seduced Jun Yi again.

Sancho doesn't care about other people's words, but if Su Zhuo doesn't give hugs, kisses, or sleep, what will he do?

A force slapped Jun Yi's hand heavily, causing him to let go of Sancho's waist, and then Sancho was pulled back forcefully, falling into another embrace, and Su Zhuo's voice came from above his head.

"I didn't know that the Demon Lord still has such a habit. Is the scene of stalking late at night fun?"

Su Zhuo's voice was serious, Sancho could rarely hear his extremely cold voice, his body trembled slightly, and he hugged him tightly.

Su Zhuo also realized that he seemed to have frightened him, and patted the back of the person in his arms.

"This deity never knew that Lord Yuli has a habit of climbing rooms to peep." Jun Yi raised an eyebrow at him, "I came here to repay the innocence of the demons, this is just a normal investigation."

"Then the devil should take a good look at it."

Su Zhuo has vaguely realized these days that this matter should have nothing to do with the demons, and Jun Yi's arrival at this time proves that his guess is true.

Although the Demon Lord is moody and never behaves according to the rules, he never bothers to lie, so if he says it wasn't done by the Demon Race, then it shouldn't be true.

Jun Yi really took a crack by himself, took a look inside, raised his head and still didn't understand: "It's just a skeleton, how long have you been looking at it?"

Su Zhuo quickly turned his head to look into the room, and San Qiao also leaned over to look. After a while, the two looked at each other in surprise.

Just now, the person on the bed was still very swollen, but after a few words, there was only a white bone left.

And they just didn't notice it at all.

Is that thing really so powerful?

Being delayed by Jun Yi, naturally nothing will be gained overnight.

Su Zhuo frowned tightly, holding the little mermaid who was about to fall asleep in his arms, and went back to the residence.

Jun Yi also followed them back leisurely, then consciously entered Chu Han's room, threw the sleeping person on the bed to the ground and lay down on it himself.

There were no candles burning in the room, Chu Han was still not awake after being thrown, he just assumed that he had fallen asleep and rolled out of bed, he crawled back and lay down again.

After touching a body beside him, he hugged it tightly and called out in a low voice, "Beauty?"

Jun Yihei turned his head sullenly, and Chu Han leaned forward to kiss him again.

With one punch and one kick, Jun Yi lost his strength. Although Chu Han reacted very quickly to dodge, he still couldn't dodge, and his head was buzzing.

Chu Han sat on the ground, holding his still echoing head, looking at the person on the bed, dazed in the darkness.

Where is the little lady so powerful?