Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1538
Lie Jiuqing's reason was gradually taken away by Wen Rong's overly dazzling face.

She struggled to look away. Wen Rong leaned on her shoulder in despair, raised her head and kissed her chin, "Qingqing, am I not good-looking?"

Lie Jiuqing clenched his fists tightly, resisting the urge to indulge him, and said hoarsely: "I won't promise you."

"Stop talking about what happened yesterday, can you look at me, huh? Take a look and see if you like me more?" Wen Rong held her face and asked her to look at him. He was more positive than ever before. He just wants her eyes to be filled with him, and it's best to completely enchant her.

Compromise once, compromise in everything, the heart always prefers gentleness to reason.

The moment Lie Jiuqing lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Rong, his eyes lit up little by little. She knew so clearly that no matter what Wen Rong's goal was, he had achieved it.

"Qingqing..."

Don't call her that.

going crazy.

Wen Rong gently rubbed Lie Jiuqing's shoulder, and his lips gently fell on her neck.

Before Lie Jiuqing had time to hide, his wrist was caught by him. He gradually increased the pressure and invaded her until it landed on her face and mouth, and then penetrated deeper.

"Qingqing, I was wrong."

Lie Jiuqing's heart froze, and Wen Rong whispered: "I will live a good life and won't mention this anymore. Don't be angry. I don't want you to be angry."

"I shouldn't have left you." Lie Jiuqing had already decided that she would love him forever and would not make him uneasy, but she still left after saying so.

Wen Rong chuckled, and Lie Jiuqing's heart trembled slightly with the smile, "Don't smile at me like that."

She hadn't seen Wen Rong's original appearance for so long that she couldn't move her eyes away.

If he continued to laugh like this, she felt like her life was about to die.

"Have I become more beautiful?"

"Um……"

Wen Rong sealed it with a kiss, not wanting to hear her talk about his appearance. At this time, he always felt that his pathological possessiveness would cause trouble, making him always want to do something.

His appearance is not him, the only thing he has is the soul trapped in this body.

Apart from that, there is nothing. "Can you stay with me today?"

Lie Jiuqing's throat felt stiff, "Today is the saint canonization ceremony, I have to go."

Wen Rong's eyes darkened, "I want you to stay with me."

In the past year, Lie Jiuqing has never refused any of Wen Rong's requests, even if he was a small request.

"Qingqing, I want you."

Lie Jiuqing said hoarsely: "I will listen to you for the next hour. Just let me go, okay?"

"What if I don't want you to go?"

Emperor Yun asked Lie Jiuqing to be this saint, just to make her the second nine thousand years old and to be cursed by everyone in the world.

"Then let's each rely on our abilities and see who compromises first."

When Lie Jiuqing turned her back, Wen Rong lay on top of her in astonishment. The weight on her waist made his eyes dim, and he almost subconsciously grabbed her hair.

"Lie Jiuqing, stop making trouble!"

"It was you who calculated me first."

Wen Rong has some extraordinary desires for Lie Jiuqing, and no matter how restrained he is, he will easily lose control.

Lie Jiuqing knew very well how to drive him crazy and then easily control him.

When Wen Rong was extremely happy, before Wen Rong could recover, Lie Jiuqing's fingertips pierced his neck with a silver needle.

Wen Rong grabbed her hand, with anger vaguely in his unfocused eyes, "You dare to go, I..."

Lie Jiuqing wondered how he could give him a chance to resist if he fainted.

She kissed the back of his hand softly and murmured softly, "Brother Ah Rong, be obedient. I will come to accompany you at night."

(End of this chapter)