Recently, there was a big incident in the Ju family.

That is, the belongings of the ghost market stronghold, which were looted overnight.

The number of stolen elixir artifacts is hundreds of pieces, and the value is simply incalculable.

And the thief is said to be a Terran woman.

This is simply slapping the face of the entire Torch Clan.

Therefore, before coming to the Northern Regions Royal Mansion to participate in the banquet this time, Yalian, as the third master of the family, specially sent someone to the ghost market to inquire.

I thought that there was a vast sea of people and there was no way to check it, but I didn't expect to meet it here.

So when he said this at this time, BAA almost gritted his teeth, eager to devour Mo Fengwu alive.

And Yanrou already held a grudge because she was swept away by Mo Fengwu at the previous banquet. Just now I saw Di Jing's true face again, and now I hate Mo Feng to the bone.

Why?

Why would His Royal Highness be so close to that ugly monster, but be so cold to himself?

It's just a small human race, and he dares to be so arrogant!

Thinking of this, Yanrou suddenly pursed her red lips and said in a low voice: "In this case, father, we must not let her go!" A little Terran woman, my daughter doesn't believe it, she can escape from our palms! ”

Yalian nodded, then took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Yanrou: "Rou'er, it's up to you later." ”

Yanrou was stunned for a moment, but then she held the jade bottle in her hand and sneered: "Father, don't worry, Rou'er will not let my father down." ”

**

The wine was strong, and Mo Fengwu was a little dizzy.

So much so that when Di Jing carried her back to the room, the whole person was already glued to Di Jing.

Di Jing called her twice, but there was no response.

Then he put her directly on the bed.

It was already dark, and there was no candle in the room, making it more and more dim and uncertain.

Di Jing sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at her, and then got up to leave...... But at the moment when Di Jing turned around, Mo Fengwu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Where are you going?"

Di Jing paused and turned his head to look.

At this time, I saw someone on the bed looking at him drunkenly, and then tilted his head and smiled.

"Didn't you say tea? What about tea? ”

“…… You're drunk. ”

As he spoke, Di Jing reached out and pushed her away, but in the next second, he saw Mo Fengwu violently hook his neck, and at the same time turn over, instantly pressing him on the bed.

"Who's drunk? I'm not drunk, I'm sober...... Say, what about tea? Well? ”

Mo Fengwu pressed his whole body against Di Jing, and as he spoke, he immediately poked his face with his fingers.

Di Jing didn't speak, in the dimness, his deep eyes stared at her quietly, not for a moment.

Seeing that Di Jing was silent for a long time, Mo Fengwu suddenly frowned, and at the same time pursed his lips.

"Say, tea...... Hmm——! ”

Mo Fengwu urged, but at this moment, someone lying on the bed suddenly reached out, pressed the back of her head, and sealed her lips.

For a while, between the square inch of the bed, there was only a small sound that made people blush and heartbeat.

Then, Di Jing turned over and instantly pressed the little woman who was originally pressing on him between the beds.

The passion continued, but slowly, Di Jing felt that something was wrong, and then let go of his hand and looked up...... It turned out that someone under him was asleep.

Silent silence fermented between the beds.

After a while, Di Jing sighed helplessly, and then got up and walked out.