The head of the Shen family

He stretched out his hand to me and hung the seal back to my neck.

I thought he would explain, explain the situation to me, and tell me: It's not what you think.

However, he said nothing.

His slender and cold fingers unbuttoned my body one by one, and as his clothes fell to the ground, my tears could no longer be held back.

"Jiang Qiyun, what do you think I am... If I just wanted to have a baby, now I am pregnant with your baby, can you let me go and not provoke me again? Is it interesting to play with me like this?" I asked crying.

I didn't expect him to answer, he has always been cold and cold towards me. If he wants me, I need to open my body. If he wants me to get pregnant, I can't take medicine.

But I don’t have as profound cultivation as him, and I can separate my feelings and my body.

He took me into the bathtub, turned on the shower, and drizzled hot water on me. I shivered slightly, as if a doll was being tricked by him.

His big hands brushed every inch of his skin, and his cold fingers mixed with the temperature of hot water, making people shuddered with shame.

The fingers twisted the sensitive tenderness without hesitation, and he asked faintly: "I'll talk about torture, sometimes I'll talk about to be violent, and now I'll talk about to play with it... how many accusations are there?"

He asked, and twisted it softly and pinched it.

I shivered slightly and sneered: "Isn't it? Playing with my body and emotions makes me sad, are you so happy?"

He snorted coldly, turned off the shower, wrapped me up with a big towel and threw it onto the white bedding.

Soon, I was locked in my arms by him and then pulled on the quilt.

"Qingrui is my servant. She was ordered to be reincarnated and reincarnated to chase the Ghost King and complete the evil sealing array. What's the problem with me calling her Qingrui? She was originally called this name." Jiang Qiyun said heavily above my head.

I was slightly stunned. Just as I was about to look up, my cheek was pinched by his big hand, making me tilt up my head.

"She did serve me in the underworld a hundred years ago, but so what? She is a servant, this is her duty. Do you think I haven't touched a woman for thousands of years?" He explained with a tough attitude, but I didn't want to accept it.

"...Yes, you are the Emperor, so many women deserve it! I am just one of the women who are of some use!" I stubbornly stomped my neck, his cheeks hurt so much, and saliva flowed out from the corners of my mouth. This was so embarrassing, but I didn't care. I had never had dignity in front of him, and shame was common.

"Mu Xiaoqiao!" He roared impatiently.

I saw the dark golden pupils surging rapidly in his eyes, as if anger was about to erupt.

"I want me to say it a few more times? No one else, I have the only one of my wife!"

My tears kept flowing out. There was only one wife, but there were many women!

"...You are the only one of my wife." He frowned and said slowly: "Before, there was no...after--"

"Mr. Emperor, you don't have to make such a promise." I cried and laughed, saying, "You are the god, and you are a god. I am a mortal who will die one day. In your eyes, in the blink of an eye, why bother to say anything? When I die, you can have other women and other wives. I have no future, and you...you can't promise in the future!"

I was like a stupid X, tears wet my pillow and saliva dripped onto the sheets.

I have no thread, nothing can hide my emotions or cover up my false fantasies.

I heard his sigh, and his cold and wet saliva swept through the corner of my mouth, penetrated into my mouth, blocking all the crying sounds back.

"Um...cough cough cough..." My eyes turned red when I was choked.

He let go of me, squinted his eyes and said slowly, "Nothing will happen in the future!"

Before I could clean the water stains on my face, he turned around and pressed up, pressing my legs with his big hands, opening it into a very shameful curve, like a frog on the anatomical table.

"You are so crying, why not change the way to let the water in your body flow out, huh?"

I felt like a lonely boat in the sea, pushed around by the surging waves, floating and floating, and finally being slapped on the rock, smashing to pieces.

However, the wreckage is still soaked in the water, drifting with the force of the waves until it decays...

My consciousness was drowsy and I fell asleep in a daze, but my body was still remembering the fatal feeling, twitching gently.

I felt the wet and cold sheets under me, and his hands gently stroked my waist. This comforting hand brought a reverse effect, and I felt something gushing out from somewhere.

His chuckling was surprised and a hint of smugness, and he murmured in my ear: "Xiao Qiao, my wife... you are such a beauty. Although you can't serve others, you are terriblely sensitive."

》》》

When my brother came, my eyes were red and swollen, and I stood in the parking lot waiting for him.

When he saw my wrinkled clothes, he became angry and cursed: "Oh, who bullied you? I'm the eighteen generations of his ancestors! Mu Yunliang? His parents were beaten up and couldn't get out of bed. When I pulled him back, I had to break his third leg!"

I took my backpack with a wry smile and said with a smile: "It was Jiang Qiyun who bullied me. Do you want to break his third leg?"

My brother glared at me: "I have the ability to hit him, and the heavens will go side by side with the sun in the morning!"

He sighed, raised his hand to my shoulder, and said with a low ear: "Xiao Qiao, it's either I'm talking about you, you're just too simple! If you're a little scheming and know how to use some tricks! According to Jiang Qiyun's demand for you, you've been riding on his neck long ago! Will he be bullied by him? Cut! He's done so hard that he can't spread his legs? Do you want your brother to carry you?"

I...I really have no temper to my brother.

My brother pulled me up the mountain gate slowly, and scolded me all the way and my face turned red.

Tomorrow is the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, he plans to visit this Qingyu Taoist temple first. As soon as we walked into the mountain gate, we saw Mrs. Shen coming out of the hall with a few Kundaoes.

Her sharp eyes swept across my brother and me, and said coldly: "There is no rules, I'm still pulling and pulling in this place of practice!"

My brother was stunned for a moment. He had never seen my mother's relatives. He didn't understand who this old lady was for a moment. However, my brother refused to suffer any loss. No matter what elders you are, he would be rude to him.

"There are naturally only dirty things in the eyes of dirty people. My sister is uncomfortable. What's wrong with me pulling her up the stairs? Why is it a tug in your eyes? Hey, have you ever been in a relationship? Did you call yourself a hooligan when you pull your hands? So pure, have you married?"
Chapter completed!