Kuaishou male god can always be fascinated by me

Chapter 511 I Really Became a Demon Concubine (9)

Xun Nuan stared at him, Duan Jinglan was like an emperor possessed, full of domineering aura.

If she hadn't been able to easily crush Duan Jinglan to death now, she would still feel that his stature has suddenly grown.

"The lord of the world... oh." Xunnuan was very calm, and continued to complete the watering task.

Duan Jinglan gritted his teeth, especially wanting to pack up to keep warm, this little fairy is really not afraid of him at all.

But... that's fine too.

It is easier to subdue the heart of this simple little demon.

Duan Jinglan is not a soft-hearted person, and he is willing to spend time on everything that is profitable.

After going around the sea of ​​flowers again, Duan Jinglan still didn't find the exit.

He didn't want to be trapped in the valley all the time, not to mention the chaos in the court, the wave of people who assassinated him seized power.

The day was getting colder and colder, especially when it was raining, Duan Jinglan couldn't resist it with all his internal strength.

The warm-seeking flower demon is not afraid of the cold, and didn't consider that Duan Jinglan was about to freeze into an ice sculpture.

Xunnuan, who was in a happy mood, was intimacy with the flowers. Duan Jinglan watched her take care of these flowers, and suddenly felt a little unbalanced.

Why don't you come and take care of me?
Didn't see my cold air entering the body, is the dragon's body damaged?

He really wants to cure the crime of seeking warmth!

Yu Duan Jinglan was about to vomit for the meals prepared in different ways in the imperial dining room every day.

Duan Jinglan was a little gloomy, looking at Xunnuan's beautiful face.There is no way to ease the mood.

Xunnuan really didn't care much about Duan Jinglan, she found that growing flowers is quite fun, and she can even feel the intimacy and joy of flowers to her.

Duan Jinglan was tired of looking for warmth and only cared about the flowers, with a sullen face, "I can't even compare the flowers in your hand?"

He really couldn't help it, this little fairy spends a whole day with Hua without even looking at him

Xun Nuan raised his eyes, "Are you as beautiful as my flowers?"

Duan Jinglan is not talking big, "Before I ascended the throne, I was regarded as the most beautiful man in the Longze Dynasty."

Xunnuan held back her eyes, picked a few flowers and made a wreath.

Time turns from white to black, Duan Jinglan is lonely!

The loneliness from body to heart made him unable to resist, "How many years have you cultivated to become a master?"

"100 years." Xunnuan said casually.

Duan Jinglan laughed, "Then you are older than the empress dowager."

Looking for warmth, "..."

Women are the ones who please themselves, even goblins are the same, Duan Jinglan's words and tone can definitely offend Xunnuan, and he will never say anything again.

Being left out in the cold, Duan Jinglan felt even more worried. If he was in the palace, he held the power of life and death, and if Xunnuan dared to slap him, he would have to be sentenced to death.

But... Maybe it's because of the frustration now that Duan Jinglan has repeatedly tolerated Xunnuan.

And Xun Nuan's identity as a flower demon made him... fearful.

Xun Nuan braided the wreath and happily put it on her head.

Duan Jinglan was amazed, "It looks good."

Xunnuan thought for a while, and gave Duan Jinglan a wreath.

"Send it to me?" He was a little flattered, since ancient times there have always been objects of love.

This is what Xiaohua and he expressed their love for?

Duan Jinglan pondered.

Xun Nuan nodded, "Flowers go well with handsome men, let me see if I wear one."

Duan Jinglan definitely wouldn't put a wreath on her head, doing such a girly thing, it would be detrimental to her heroic appearance.

However, Xun Nuan gave him a gift, which still made his face soften, Duan Jinglan said, "You have treated me well, and I will not treat you badly after returning to the palace."

Xun Nuan lowered his head and remained silent.

She was used to being alone in the valley, and Duan Jinglan's arrival was like a touch of color. Although she acted coldly, she accepted him in her heart.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to take him to his own flower bed.

Send him a wreath again.

(End of this chapter)