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

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Lin Ke'er groaned: "Even the God of Plague doesn't dare to provoke you, so what are you afraid of?"

Feng Liyan felt more and more bad: "Ker, let's go out and hide, otherwise I'm afraid our fish will suffer again."

Lin Ke'er was taken aback: "You don't mean that Xiao Yueyue is coming, do you? Well, it seems that he hasn't been back since he was resurrected and returned to the Demon Palace..."

Feng Liyan rubbed her hair: "Silly boy, are you still expecting him to come? I wish he would never come for the rest of his life! Once he comes, you kiss your husband's wine, and the fish will suffer a big blow." What a disaster!" [

Lin Ke'er rolled her eyes: "It's just a few broken fish, why are you so scared? Well, I really hope he comes, he looks so kawaii when he turns into a little Zhengtai, I really want to kiss him twice... ..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled into his arms by Feng Liyan: "Xiao Ke'er, how dare you give me Hong Xing's affair?!"

Lin Ke'er blinked, and drew circles on his chest: "Well, it's okay to go out once in a while..."

Feng Liyan suddenly smiled, and the smile was harmless to humans and animals: "Ker, it seems that my husband is going to teach you a lesson, you are too busy! Since you like children so much, let's have one by ourselves. "

He lowered his head and precisely pecked his wife's red lips...

The two were panting as they kissed, Lin Ke'er's face was blushing like a drunk, and her eyes were eager to stream.

He stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around the neck of his dear husband.

He whispered in his ear: "Honey, don't you want to double cultivate in broad daylight?"

Feng Liyan's blood was boiling and he was very emotional.

He hugged his wife's limp body horizontally.

He smiled softly and said, "Why not? God rewards those who work hard. Well, if you want a baby, you have to work harder..."

He had just entered with his wife in his arms, when the silver bell above his head suddenly turned without wind.

A boy's respectful voice came out of the silver bell: "Master, the devil is here to visit."

Feng Liyan was filled with desire, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.