The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 712



Chapter 712

With such a close distance, coupled with the fact that Jun Jiuyou's robe was torn off by himself, the surrounding temperature increased several degrees invisibly.

Su Qinghuan's heart trembled when he saw Jun Jiuyou's eyes.

She had no choice but to turn her eyes away and try her best to keep her eyes on her nose and her mind.

"Your Excellency, respect yourself!"

"Don't Fairy Su think this sentence is ridiculous? It's you, Fairy, who clearly said that he wanted to keep me, but still did that kind of thing to me."

"..."

What kind of thing is that!

Although she is indeed wrong, but from Jun Jiuyou's mouth, why is it so strange!
Su Qinghuan was extremely embarrassed in her heart, she could only pull a helpless arc on the corners of her lips, trying her best to keep her expressionless and calm.

"Your Excellency, don't you feel that you are going too far? Su Mou just wanted to confirm whether Your Excellency is the Destiny Dao Couple that Su Mou calculated before."

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

But Jun Jiuyou suddenly smiled proudly.

The man stared at Su Qinghuan with burning eyes, his knuckle fingers landed on the woman's waist without a trace, his expression was lazy and determined.

"This gentleman has always believed that human effort is what matters. My fate is up to me. If I want to marry you, who can stop me?"

"..."

Su Qinghuan was shocked by Jun Jiuyou's arrogance, and what shocked her even more was the man's next move!

Jun Jiuyou stretched out his hand directly, and caressed Su Qinghuan's face.

"The fairy looks at me like this, but I can't help it."

Jun Jiuyou looked at Su Qinghuan inexplicably, her voice was hoarse.

Those bony fingers even went all the way down, from Su Qinghuan's eyebrows and eyes to gently tracing Su Qinghuan's lips.

"Has anyone ever said that fairies are beautiful? It's just that pretending to be calm makes people...very unhappy."

No one dares to say that!

Su Qinghuan was very irritable.

Don't come here!

However, at this moment, Jun Jiuyou had cast the immobilization technique on her, and she couldn't even escape.

He could only watch Jun Jiuyou's well-defined chest getting closer and closer until he held her in his arms.

The man seemed to have been greatly satisfied. He wished he could rub Su Qinghuan into his bones, and the hands that bound her arms were getting harder and harder.

"It turns out that Liuli Fairy, who is widely rumored to be lonely and indifferent, will be afraid when encountering such a situation?"

Feeling the thin sweat slightly oozing from Su Qinghuan's fingertips, this obviously does not match Su Qinghuan's ice-type physique at all, but it proves that the Baiyi Xianzun is a little nervous at the moment, not as cold and indifferent as her face.

……

nonsense!

Who is not afraid!

In fact, Jun Jiuyou didn't use the silence technique on her.

But Su Qinghuan just didn't want to deal with the snake spirit in front of her.

She always felt that the more she talked to Jun Jiuyou, the more energetic this guy would be.

It's just... She still has some fear in her heart.

"Tong'er! Can I apply to exchange that thousand-mile teleportation talisman again?!"

Her body is more than 200 years old, and she doesn't want to lose it at the end of the day!

System 233 hesitated.

"Host, are you sure you want to change the teleportation talisman? It's very expensive...and even if you change it, won't you be caught back? It's just a matter of time."

"..."

It makes sense, I was speechless.

……

Su Qinghuan suddenly had the urge to be overwhelmed.

And Jun Jiuyou suddenly smiled when he saw Su Qinghuan's eyelashes trembling slightly.

——It was only now that he realized that although some of Su Qinghuan's little actions did not conform to the rumors of that Gao Leng Immortal Venerable, they were so cute.

If she is willing to stay by his side obediently, he doesn't mind pampering her more.

Thinking of this, Jun Jiuyou's voice became softer, obviously teasing Su Qinghuan.

"Why didn't the Immortal Venerable speak?"

"Don't you want to ignore me?"

The man's smile was not like the previous sneer when he couldn't reach his eyes, but it was kind of gentle and indulgent.

If those demon cultivators who were kneeling outside the Chonghua Hall saw Jun Jiuyou still has such a tender side, their jaws would drop in shock.

……

"If the fairy doesn't talk anymore, I'm going to kiss you."

As he spoke, the man suddenly lowered his head.

But it didn't land on Su Qinghuan's lips.

Instead, it landed on Su Qinghuan's slightly trembling eyelashes first.

The man kissed her eyelashes, his expression was inexplicably pious, and he didn't have that disgusting desire to invade.

Feeling the man's lips that were ready to touch, Su Qinghuan's eyes widened, but to her surprise, she didn't seem to hate this feeling.

It's just that Yan Hanzhou's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Suddenly she felt guilty.

……

Jun Jiuyou smiled calmly, resting his stomach with one hand, staring narrowly at Su Qinghuan's face with a handsome face.

"What is Fairy Su's expression? Why, are you disappointed with my pro-French?"

"No! You mustn't—"

Su Qinghuan was afraid that Jun Jiuyou would do something more extreme, so she didn't care to pretend to be dumb, and shook her head quickly.

……

Jun Jiuyou looked at such an aloof and clean fairy in white, but at this moment she begged him with slightly red eyes in front of her, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction coming from the bottom of her heart.

At the same time, a strong desire to destroy is born.

It's just that the man still has a sliver of reason in his heart, and suppresses this sliver of evil thoughts.

On the day of her wedding on the fifth day of the next month, he will give her an unforgettable Dao couple ceremony. At that time, she will be completely his own.

If it is now, it seems a bit too casual.

……

And Su Qinghuan was terrified by Jun Jiuyou's look, she knew the man's eyes best, and quickly wanted to find a topic to divert Jun Jiuyou's attention.

"Sir... can I ask you a question?"

The man's throat slid up and down, because he couldn't hug Su Qinghuan wantonly at this moment, he felt a little regretful.

His voice was hoarse.

"Just ask."

"Although I am a cultivator of immortality, I also know that all previous Demon Lords are of royal blood, so they were born with scarlet horns. Why are there no... on your head?"

Su Qinghuan was a little curious.

When Jun Jiuyou heard the words, he didn't know what he thought of, and the smile on his lips disappeared instantly.

The man is understated and authentic.

"My horns were cut off by you cultivators when I was about your apprentice's age."

"..."

Fog grass?

Who can pluck a tiger?

Yan Hanzhou was a Nascent Soul when he was 17 years old, Jun Jiuyou was at least a golden elixir then!

Su Qinghuan looked at Jun Jiuyou in disbelief, almost thinking that Jun Jiuyou was joking with herself.

However, the man's eyes did not seem to be joking.

As if seeing Su Qinghuan's doubts, Jun Jiuyou somehow took the initiative to tell her the secret he had hidden for many years.

But the man's tone is still light, as if to say that today's weather is very good.

"Is it strange? At that time, this gentleman was just a mortal who hadn't drawn his breath into his body yet."

"..."

Su Qinghuan was stunned for a moment.

The little fox swept across Jun Jiuyou's lush and neat red hair, and couldn't even see the scars, but for some reason, she felt a pain that she felt the same way.

She pursed her lips.

"At that time... it hurt, right? It's really hard for you."

Su Qinghuan boldly stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Jun Jiuyou's head.

But the other party pinched her waist with one hand, and suddenly grabbed her slender wrist with the other hand!
The man's eyes were dark and he smiled coldly.

"Su Qinghuan, are you sympathizing with this deity?"

"I forgot to say, those who know about this gentleman have already returned to the underworld!"

(End of this chapter)


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