Divine Doctor and Demon Concubine: Emperor, no lower limit

Chapter 224 Whose Wangzai Steamed Bun Owns?

In her fist, a black stone had already condensed.

She saw clearly that the person who was rubbing her breasts was none other than Sister Xiaoyue who was sharing the bed with her!

It turned out that Sister Xiaoyue turned over and put a long leg on her body.

It's just that this rubbing/chest movement is really weird!Because Sister Xiaoyue seems to be dreaming.

"Sir, I want to kiss..."

"Sir, I want to kiss..."

"Sir, let's have a baby!"

"Sanggong, why did your chest become soft, and it looks like a steamed bun, Wangzai's little steamed bun."

"..."

Yan Xin frowned and looked at Sister Xiaoyue's intoxicated appearance, she didn't care about Sister Xiaoyue's saying that her breasts were small steamed buns.

By the way, are there still Wangzai for steamed buns?

She doesn't understand.

She looked at Sister Xiaoyue with her eyes closed, her delicate face was as red as a peach blossom, her pink lips were still pouting, as if she was going to kiss her, she looked extraordinarily cute.

It turns out that Sister Xiaoyue still has such a cute side.

She looked at Sister Xiaoyue like this, with a slight smile on her delicate face.

Although she looks only about ten years old, she has lived in this world for decades, and she is not ignorant of the ways of the world.

She knew that elder sister Xiaoyue must have regarded her as King Nan.

Although Elder Sister Xiaoyue didn't touch her breasts on purpose, it's not appropriate to let her touch her breasts like this!
She looked around, then took off her pillow, then slowly moved her body a little away, and put the pillow on her chest.

She watched Sister Xiaoyue touching the pillow, still looking intoxicated and enjoying, and felt that Sister Xiaoyue was really fun.

Could it be that Sister Xiaoyue is doing this with King Nan every night?
It's just that King Nan is a man, so what's so good about a man's chest.

Seeing that Sister Xiaoyue was still drooling, she picked up a handkerchief prepared beside the bed and helped Sister Xiaoyue wipe the corners of her lips.

After a while, sister Xiaoyue calmed down again, she stopped rubbing the pillow with her hands, but her long legs were still resting on Yan Xin's body.

That's all, Sister Xiaoyue can put it aside if she wants to!

So, she yawned heavily, and Yan Xin slowly fell asleep again.

When Nangong Huangyue woke up, before she opened her eyes, she yelled "Mr. Xianggong", and immediately opened her eyes, she also sat up.

Yan Xin was woken up by her, and saw her brow full of sweat.

"Sister Xiaoyue, what's wrong with you?" Yan Xin also sat up.

Nangong Huangyue recalled the dream just now, and felt that it was so real.

At first, it was a sweet and beautiful dream, she hugged Ye Nanxuan and kissed him, but at some point, Fen Jichi, who was wearing a devil mask, ran towards them with a long sword in his hand.

Fen wanted to kill Ye Nanxuan, but for some reason, Ye Nanxuan didn't have the slightest strength to resist.

Fen Ji stabbed Ye Nanxuan with his long sword, and then wanted to tear her clothes off.

She woke up from the nightmare, staring helplessly at Yan Xin.

"Fen is going to kill my husband." When she spoke, she was still panting slightly.

"I know." Yan Xin answered her.

Fen is the devil king, and he wants to kill many people.

"No, I'm going to find my husband." When she lifted the quilt and wanted to get up, she found that both of her legs were pressed against Yan Xin's.

She suddenly remembered last night's spring/dream, and Ye Nanxuan always said that she was dishonest when she fell asleep, and that anyone who likes to touch him is like a little pervert/cat.

She quickly moved her legs away from Yan Xin's, touched the back of her head and asked Yan Xin: "Did I touch you last night?"

Yan Xin nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Ah!" She frowned and asked, "How did I touch you?"

Yan Xin glanced at herself and her legs.

"I only move my feet, what else?"

"No." Yan Xin shook her head, the reason why she didn't tell her about rubbing her breasts last night was because it was hard for her to tell.

It can be regarded as saving some face for her!

Grandpa often said: think about others more in everything, save face for others more in everything, and tell a white lie, that is also good deeds...

Thinking of grandpa, Yan Xin's mood darkened.

Nangong Huangyue felt relieved when she saw that she hadn't done anything outrageous to Yan Xin.

She quickly got up from the bed, tidied herself up with the wash water prepared in the room, and then opened the door, ready to rush out.

"Sister Xiaoyue, take me with you." Yan Xin followed closely behind her.

She turned her eyes to look at Yan Xin who had already tidied up, nodded, took Yan Xin's hands, and both of them went out the door.

No one stopped outside the door. Since the last time her soul floated to the cell where her father Haotian Demon King was locked up, and then turned back to return to her soul, she jumped up from the bed as soon as she woke up, and was about to rush out the door, but He was stopped by several maids, and in a fit of rage, he pulled out his Hunyuan sword and Ziyuan crystal ball to resist.

The maids didn't know if it was true that their cultivation was low. In short, after she revealed the two divine treasures, the maids retreated to the side without further obstruction.

But this time, there was no maid guarding outside.

She took Yan Xin's hand, crossed the passage, and arrived at the hall very smoothly.

In the hall, apart from a few guards standing there like bronze figures, Fen Ji was not there.

She ignored the guards, but ran straight towards the passage that Ye Nanxuan and Long Qing were walking at that time.

The two guards guarding the passage stopped them with long swords.

"I'm going to find my husband." Nangong Huangyue's face was full of anger.

"Miss Huangyue, no one is allowed to enter the cave without the order of the Demon King." One of the guards said.

"What about Fenji?" she asked.

The guard's eyes were like dementia, and he didn't say a word.

"What about Fen Ji?" She asked again.

The guard was still the same, taking an attitude of ignoring her words.

Her eyes tightened, and she touched her waist with her hand. In an instant, the Hunyuan sword was held in her hand.

At this moment, Yan Xin also clenched her fists, ready to throw the black stone at them at any time.

When the guards saw her using the magic treasure, their eyes trembled slightly, and they took a step back, fearing that the Hunyuan Sword's sword energy would hurt them.

She pointed the Hunyuan sword at the guards and said angrily, "Let us in quickly, or I will kill you."

However, although the guards looked fearful, they still held their swords and did not give in.

Seeing this, she didn't want to be polite anymore, so she waved her hand towards the guards...

Uh...

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, and Nangong Huangyue and Yan Xin who were holding their swords were blown to the ground.

The two guards were naturally the same, they both fell in their respective directions.

At this time, there was a strong wind in the hall, as if a typhoon had blown.

The thin bodies of Nangong Huangyue and Yan Xin were blown to the side of a black jade pillar, and they both hooked onto this thick pillar.

(End of this chapter)