"If Huanhuan is disobedient, this king has no choice but to hug Huanhuan." Murong Jiu's way of treating Ye Qinghuan was like treating his own daughter, spoiling but strict.

At this moment, Ye Qinghuan noticed that Murong Jiu actually called her 'Huanhuan'!

"Who gave you permission to call me that?" Ye Qinghuan sat up suddenly, gritting her teeth at Murong Jiu, anger burning in her heart.

Ye Qinghuan, known as the smiling killer, was almost not angry, but the more angry he was, the brighter and brighter his smile became.

But in front of Murong Jiu, Ye Qinghuan couldn't control his anger at all.

The maid next to her accidentally glanced at Ye Qinghuan, and suddenly shuddered!

Belch...... Does this girl know that the dead skin on her face at the moment, coupled with the distortion of her facial features, is simply ugly?

The maidservant girl really wanted to bring a mirror to Ye Qinghuan, but she had a thief's heart but not a thief's guts, because if she did that, I was afraid that the Nine Emperor Uncles would pinch her to death!

Such a night Qinghuan did not let Murong Jiu show a little disgust, but just smiled connivingly: "Huanhuan wants to call this king, ninth uncle." ”

"Think beautifully!" Ye Qinghuan was a little crazy, why did this man always have a dead face, didn't he have time to change his face?

Yes, it seemed that when she grabbed something under him, his face changed slightly, although he recovered quickly.

"Huanhuan, this king will take you to the hot spring." Murong Jiu saw that Ye Qinghuan looked like he was eager to eat him, and knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless, so he got together and hugged Ye Qinghuan directly.

"Let go of me! You dead pervert, pervert! Ye Qinghuan was still thinking about Murong Jiu at that time, and she could still react when she grabbed the root of her life, and suddenly scolded.

Murong Jiu's pupils darkened slightly, and he seemed to think of the scene that was emerging in Ye Qinghuan's mind, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

If he had known her identity at the time, he would never have allowed her to make such rude actions.

Murong Jiu reined in his mind and took Ye Qinghuan to the hot spring, although Ye Qinghuan punched and kicked all the way, leaving countless scratches on his body, he still didn't let go.

When Ye Qinghuan was gently put into the hot spring, her eyes couldn't help blinking a few times.

I have to say...... This man is indeed impeccable to his relatives.

It's a pity that she is not the unlucky and lucky county lord.

If so, she might forgive him for hurting her, and happily admit this big backer, 'Uncle Nine'.

"What? You're going to watch me bathe? Ye Qinghuan sneered, spoke coldly, and began to undress in three or two.

If it was before, Murong Jiuzi looked at Ye Qinghuan's various works with a blank face.

But now, Murong Jiu has recognized this little niece, how could he allow himself to have that kind of unbearable accident with her again?

Almost immediately, Murong Jiu turned around and flew away from the edge of the hot spring.

Ye Qinghuan looked at it at a glance, and saw Murong Jiu's long figure faintly falling, and the hot air bubbling from the hot spring was white and steaming, making Murong Jiu's whole person look a little unreal, illusory and ethereal.

Especially the luxurious brocade dress, which sets off him elegantly like a fairy, which is rare to see in the mortal world.

Ye Qinghuan couldn't help but shake her head in her heart: It's a pity that such a good skin was given to a bird and a beast.

At this moment, I only heard Murong Jiu say lightly: "This king is waiting for Huanhuan at the entrance." ”