Chapter 827 The God Comes (9)

"..."

Wash your head!

Yun Yiran was directly taken away from the direction of returning to the imperial capital by Leng Shuimo. At that moment, she wanted to curse!

In fact, she just wanted to tease this guy as a joke, but who knew that he didn't care whether it was broad daylight or not, and he was going to take a bath!
This man is simply a pervert!

Big pervert! !

Yun Yiran realized that every time she faced Leng Shuimo, she would be furious with anger!
At this time, Leng Shuimo brought Yun Yiran to a lake: "How about washing from here?"

"..."

Yun Yiran looked at the lake in front of him, his eyes widened: "God Leng, do you have exhibitionism? Who do you want to attract when you take a bath in broad daylight?!"

Leng Shuimo didn't take it seriously, and raised his eyebrows for a moment: "Don't worry, no one can come in where the deity is!"

"..."

Well, there is no way for Yun Yiran to refute this sentence.

Leng Shuimo reached out his hand to stop Yun Yiran's waist, and his smile became extremely cold: "Ma'am, do you need this deity to help you undress?"

"Broaden your head!"

Yun Yiran struggled angrily, and quickly glanced around: "Master Leng, I was just joking, so don't waste your time here, let's go to the palace quickly, lest..."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Shui Mo had already stood in front of Yun Yiran, and he looked down at Yun Yiran condescendingly, with a strange gleam in his eyes: "Ma'am, don't you think the most important thing now is to put Have you finished what you haven't done?"

"..."

done? !
At that moment, Yun Yiran only felt his face turn red!
"You still owe me one..."

In the next second, the cold ink directly sealed Yun Yiran's lips, and the heavy breath continued to spread...

Leng Shui Mo lingered for a while, then suddenly stopped, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "How about the bridal chamber, how is it here?" As he spoke, his hand began to be dishonest, and he stroked the cloud little by little. So soft.

"..."

At that moment, Yun Yiran's breathing seemed to be suspended!
She found that at this moment her mind was completely blank, and she didn't know how to react at all.

Leng Shuimo narrowed his eyes for a moment, and lightly touched Yun Yiran's clothes with his fingertips: "Ma'am, your armor is too heavy. This deity will help you take it off." As he spoke, he pulled the armor off with just a little force. The connection was broken, and after that, pieces of heavy armor fell down.

The sudden chill made Yun Yiran's face flush even more, she gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Cold ink!"

Looking at Leng Shuimo's appearance, she could clearly feel a strong sense of danger!
This instinctive reaction of her body made her extremely vigilant, and she was also on alert...

Leng Shuimo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Husband, this title is softer."

"So soft?!"

Yun Yiran took a deep breath and tried hard to control his thoughts of being rude.

After she suppressed her anger, a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Okay, the joke is almost over, let's go back quickly, Gui Qian is still waiting." Then, she turned around and wanted to run away.

However, how could Leng Shuimo let her go so easily, he directly hugged Yun Yiran from behind, and said kindly from the back of her neck: "Speaking of Guiqian, do you know what he wants most?"

"what?"

The question of getting up suddenly, Yun Yiran was a little confused.

Leng Shui Mo lightly kissed Yun Yiran's snow-white neck, and said with a half-smile, "Little Demon King."

(End of this chapter)

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