Wen Jiàn and ink spilled on the ground, Ye Wentian lay on his back on the table, grabbed his hands very restlessly, and praised in surprise: "Teresa, it already looks quite majestic, I didn't expect you to be so good at hiding, better than the silver dragon princess Monica." ”

Teresa squinted, her eyes flashing with a dangerous glint of ice blue, "Oh? You're so familiar with Monica's size, have you measured it yourself?"

"Eh, can I discuss this issue next time? I'm a creditor, I'm collecting debts now, alas, can you cooperate a little, what's going on these days? The debtor is like an uncle, hehe. Ye Wentian smiled evilly.

With two snaps, Teresa waved away Ye Wentian's evil hands, pressed his arm, hooked his chin, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's really bolder, it seems that you have to train well before the transformation, so that you can understand the consciousness that you should have as the prince of the main palace." Remember, before you defeat me, you are the queen, sister, I am the queen!" said as he said the long ice-blue hair hanging down, and slowly lowered his head and pressed it down.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to do, the debt hasn't been paid yet!" Ye Wentian struggled violently, his fighting skills were used with all his might, and his blood and qi surged and he hissed with horned pythons.

But Teresa is obviously superior in both strength and fighting skills, and Ip Mantian's resistance only adds a bit of fun to the suppression.

"Routine. Teresa stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, pressing it down with an evil and greedy smile, her long hair hanging down to cover the faces of the two, and Ye Wentian's vision fell into complete darkness.

Unfortunately, at this moment, only to hear a bang, the door of the room was violently pushed open, and then, an angry roar came from the door, as if it was an angry lion, the flame breath surged wildly, and the temperature of the entire room skyrocketed.

Interrupted Yaxing, the female marshal suddenly exuded a terrifying murderous aura that made people tremble, and the long ice-blue hair hanging down rose against gravity like a wild snake.

With a pop, Teresa turned her head, Ye Wentian raised his head, and the two of them saw the man standing at the door at the same time, red-haired and red-robed, holding a large bouquet of roses, isn't it Gilles Dupont? This guy can't wait to rush up by himself? Dare to trespass into the private territory of the Dark Dragon Marshal, it is really bold.

The tyrannical cold light in Teresa's eyes made Gilles shiver, but impulsiveness and anger overpowered reason, his hair stood on end, and he pointed at Teresa and scolded: "Teresa, what are you doing!"

Just now, when the five wolf bèi left the main hall, Gilles found that Ye Wentian did not come out, and his eyes were red sharply, and he rushed to the second floor at full speed while Faith was not paying attention, and violently pushed the door open.

When he just pushed the door open, Gilles didn't see Ip Mantian at first sight, only saw Teresa's hunched back, Teresa pressed down with her back to the door and launched a strong kiss tactic, but her lower body stood straight, two slender and straight jade legs were shoulder-width apart, tight leather pants, high-heeled boots and the upturned buttocks, this back was so tempting that Gilles reacted on the spot.

But in the next moment, he followed this back and found Ye Wentian who was pressed on the table, and Tong Guò instantly understood what the two were doing, and he was suddenly angry. In his mind, Teresa had completely regarded it as his own, so there was that earth-shattering roar.

The evil light in Teresa's eyes became more and more intense, and the tyrannical aura became heavier and heavier: "What are you, looking for death!" In a word, the violent coercion and ice blue spiritual power poured out wildly, freezing the entire room in an instant, the fire attribute aura dissipated, and the temperature plummeted almost to absolute zero, even with Ye Wentian's physical strength, he couldn't help but shiver.

At this time, Faith rushed over with the back of her head covered, and when she saw the scene in the room, her face turned pale with fright, and she knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Marshal, he came up while I was not paying attention to sneak attack me, please forgive me this time." ”

"Get out!" Teresa glanced at Faith.

Faith hurriedly kowtowed and disappeared at the door, no one saw that the moment he turned around, his eyes flashed with resentment and jealousy, he thought that he was loyal to the female marshal, and he was also proud of it, because his identity was to stop, and he was the closest man to the female marshal, but just now he saw it, saw Ye Wentian who was pressed on the table, and saw the cheeks of the female marshal and Ye Wentian who were less than ten centimeters apart.

"They kissed, they kissed, why not me, why not me!" Fise roared in her heart.

He was jealous and resentful, and followed the female marshal for more than a year, not only was he not looked at, but he was never even approached by a distance of one meter, and even a peek would be smashed by Wen Jiàn's nose, but why could that new boy be so close to the female marshal, why not him, why!

"There's me in that list, there's me!" Faith stood in the middle of the hall, clenching her fists so clenched that she didn't notice her nails digging into her palms, and a drop of blood fell on the black slate, scarlet and blinding.

No one paid attention to Faith, Gilles clenched his fists, looked directly at Teresa and shouted: "I'm Gilles Dupont, you cheap woman, you secretly make love with wild men! You belong to me, I don't allow it, I don't allow it! You kill this bastard for me, immediately, immediately!"

Ye Wentian shook his head speechlessly and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is no stupidest, only more stupid, is this guy crazy with jealousy?"

Teresa's expression became completely hideous and tyrannical, the ice blue spiritual flames all over her body danced violently, her long hair flew in all directions, the cold light flashed in her eyes, she laughed fiercely, raised her hand and slapped it.

There were still ten meters away, but this slap in the air really hit Gilles in the face, oh no, it was on the body. Gilles snorted miserably, and the whole person was pumped up, spraying blood and rolling out dozens of meters, and the bouquet of roses fell to the ground, sprinkling petals.

The dignified Spirit Emperor was just slapped away.

"You, you dare to beat me, you dare to beat me, you, I still want to save you in vain, you are so shameless. I decided, I won't save you, I'm going to participate in the family's plan, I'm going to play you bad, and then I'm going to give you to all the nobles to take turns to enjoy, you rotten ...... Ah, my hands!" Gilles' curse suddenly turned into a scream.

The marshal looked down at him condescendingly, blood and rotten flesh radiating out from the high heel of her right foot.

"Sister, I don't need your kind of garbage to save me. Teresa's gaze fell on the rose, hooked the corners of her mouth and sneered, "Rose, you dare to approach me without even figuring out my preferences, sister?" After speaking, the right foot with the broken flesh and bones stepped down fiercely, trampled the rose under his feet, and then crushed it vigorously.