The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 212
Qi Jinghuan raised his eyebrows and propped up against the wall with one hand, blocking her way.

"Huh? Then what do you want to say?" His narrowed eyes exuded a piercing chill, and his frivolous lips were slightly hooked, showing a three-pointed cold evil.

"Even if I don't have the right to resist, I won't let go. This is my own happiness, and of course I have to fight for it myself!" Xie Wanrong said seriously, frowning slightly.

How could she let go of such an outstanding and perfect man.

She raised her eyes, those deep eyes gradually became tender, her waist suddenly tightened, and she subconsciously stood on tiptoe.

"Say it again." His magnetic voice leaned against his ear.

Xie Wanrong was stunned for a few seconds, and shyly pushed his solid chest: "It's not that you didn't hear, I won't say anything."

She gently licked her lower lip, the sweet smell of blood was still between her lips and teeth, she stretched out her hand to wipe it, looking at the light-colored blood between her fingers.

Frowning slightly, he kicked his calf, and said angrily: "You are really cruel! You lost a piece of meat!"

His anger is gone, but she is still angry.

"The king told you to bite it back." Qi Jinghuan stretched out his face solemnly while speaking.

Xie Wanrong raised her eyelids, grabbed his arm, and opened her mouth fiercely, she didn't let go until blood flowed into her mouth.

Looking at Qi Jinghuan who didn't say a word or even frowned, she raised her eyes: "It doesn't hurt? Why don't you hide."

"It hurts, but I'm more afraid of hurting you." Qi Jinghuan said.

Xie Wanrong snorted softly, pursed the corners of her mouth, and smiled slightly: "You can talk."

Qi Jinghuan raised his palm, and a ball of fire flashed in front of Xie Wanrong's eyes. Before she could react, the light ball in his palm directly covered the bite marks.

"You're crazy!" Xie Wanrong pulled his palm away in panic, only to see that the original bite marks became scorched and bloody.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Qi Jinghuan's forehead, he withdrew his palm, covered the scar with his sleeve, and said in a cold and hoarse voice, "This way your bite marks won't disappear, this king wants you to remember what you said today, If you dare to go back on your word in the future, I will never forgive you!"

"..."

Childish and cute.

Xie Wanrong was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

She nodded: "It's time to go to Mingxiu Palace, the palace banquet is about to start, by the way, how could Heiyu..."

"This king will deal with him later!" Qi Jinghuan said in a deep voice, "Even dare to go against my will!"

"It's a sacred order, so he's gone to look for you too?" Xie Wanrong asked.

There is no need to question Hei Yu's loyalty to Qi Jinghuan.

Qi Jinghuan held her waist: "If he hadn't reported it to the king afterwards, his leg would have been broken by now!"

Xie Wanrong would never know that everything Heiyu did was approved by Qi Jinghuan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have a showdown with the emperor so quickly.

"Anyway, don't embarrass him." Xie Wanrong said slowly, "At least, I know that the emperor doesn't have to oppose you and me, as long as we win that competition..."

"You don't have to take his words to heart. When will this king's wife need his decision?" Qi Jinghuan sneered, and the strength on Xie Wanrong's waist gradually tightened.

His deep cold eyes narrowed slightly, he had already had a photo with Xiahou Yihan the day before yesterday, so he advanced the plan so that Qi Tingfeng could understand that Xie Wanrong is not someone who can ask for marriage.

He said: "The palace banquet for a while is the preparation for Xuanshui Kingdom's marriage proposal, you don't want to participate."

(End of this chapter)