Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Hearing his gentle jokes, Yun Lei's face instantly turned red like the morning glow, fortunately she was wearing a red hijab so no one could see her face.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally followed up, standing side by side with Zhang Danfeng, in a state of intoxication, she had already finished paying homage to him, she was drowsy, as if in a beautiful dream, only felt that she was surrounded by a kind of great happiness surrounded by...

By the time she settled down, she was already sitting in the new house.

The red candles were burning high in the new house, and there was a faint sound of persuasion outside. Yun Lei sat alone on the bed embroidered with gorgeous patterns, her head was a little sore: "Who am I now? Past life or present life?" Her heart was churning like a wave, contradictory yet sweet, she wanted to get up and run away, but for some reason, she was extremely reluctant, wanted to just stay like this, and felt something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. [

Someone is watching her!Yun Lei suddenly had a very strange feeling. She felt that there was another person hidden in the new house. This person kept looking at her. The strange thing was that she didn't feel any malice from this person...

She jerked off the veil and looked around in the new house.The new house was full of fragrance, elegantly furnished, and full of joy, but there was no other person besides her!So where does this feeling come from?

Just when she didn't know what to do, there was a light footstep approaching the new house from far and near, Yun Lei's heart suddenly jumped.

The door was gently pushed open, and then a pair of red wedding boots stopped in front of her: "Little brother, you are tired too."

There was a sudden chill on her face, and the scarf on her head had been removed.

She raised her head slightly, facing her pair of clear eyes, looking at her with a half-smile.

Yun Lei's pretty face turned red like an apple in an instant: "Brother, you... what are you looking at?"

Zhang Danfeng smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brows are competing for green, and faces are competing for red. Little brother, there is no more beautiful bride than you."