Murong Jiu turned his back to Ye Qinghuan and didn't move, Ye Qinghuan didn't know what he was awkward about.

It's just that the long back, which has always been tall and proud, is a little lonely at the moment.

Ye Qinghuan watched it for a long time, frowned slightly, walked over straightforwardly, pulled Murong Jiu's arm, and the two faced each other in an instant.

"Does Uncle Nine think that if the raw rice is cooked and cooked, I won't go to Xiliang?" Ye Qinghuan is smart, her EQ was high in her previous life, not to mention a man who almost completely spoils her and opens his heart in front of her.

At first, she didn't understand at that moment, but Murong Jiu was stopped by her sentence of 'run to Xiliang', and she guessed Murong Jiu's thoughts.

Murong Jiu looked at the little girl with a smile on her red lips and pursed her lips, and shook her head: "It's not that I'm afraid that Huanhuan will go to Xiliang!" ”

Hey? Did she guess wrong?

As soon as Ye Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, he was pulled into a warm embrace by a pair of iron arms, only to hear the low and lonely voice swaying above his head: "Are you afraid of losing Huanhuan......"

That's why he wanted to possess her and turn her into his woman.

In this way, will she be closely connected to him forever?

The cold Nine Emperor Uncles are so unproductive in front of their feelings, even he himself looks down on himself.

But that surging attachment and reluctance, even if he is the regent who covers the sky with one hand, he can't resist it, because it is himself.

Man can defeat a powerful enemy, but he can never defeat himself.

"Uncle Jiu......" Ye Qinghuan has always felt very dangerous in his heart, a man like Murong Jiu spoils a woman, and she is no exception.

But she was afraid that she would never recover, so she kept her sanity, wanting to look at Murong Jiu as a man sensibly and treat Murong Jiu sensibly.

But now, with Murong Jiu's lonely tone, she can't help but feel distressed!

"Uncle Jiu, if you really want to ......" Ye Qinghuan had just started when Murong Jiu took out a hand and touched her red lips with his index finger.

She looked at him in amazement, he knew what she wanted to say, but he wouldn't let her continue?

It doesn't quite fit his image of being a monkey in her heart!

"Huanhuan can say this, this king is already very happy in his heart." Murong Jiu smiled slowly, his lips were shining, and his eyes were so soft that people almost drowned in them, "It's just that the girl's family will hurt for the first time, and Huanhuan has a hatred in her body, so let's wait until then." ”

In fact, from the moment she wanted Ye Qinghuan at the beginning, Murong Jiu was waiting for the hatred spring attack in her body.

Because he can't stay by her side all the time, the sooner he can relieve her, the better—he doesn't want to be seen by other men when she has a seizure!

And when Liqi Chun attacked, it would reduce the woman's pain because of the medicinal properties, and Murong Jiu would not advance this matter.

"Uncle Nine, why don't you speak without panting?" Ye Qinghuan's chest was hot for a while, after all, it was such an intimate thing! The other party is a super beautiful man.

When I think about it, the tips of my heart are hot, and I am a little embarrassed.

But this man looked as usual when he said it, as simple as eating and drinking, it was really ...... Cheeky!

"Huh...... Because this king found that Huanhuan is here, there is this king. Murong Jiu's slender jade fingers tapped Ye Qinghuan's towering chest, and his expression carried a touch of natural evil charm: "In front of his own woman, does this king still need to be embarrassed?" ”

The corners of Ye Qinghuan's mouth twitched slightly, grabbed Murong Jiu's presumptuous fingers, and said lightly: "Uncle Jiu, in fact, you are a hooligan." ”

From the first time I saw him, I knew that this man seemed to have an ascetic face, but he was actually more sullen than anyone else!