"This...you are the King of Hell, then...who is the judge?"

Looking at Fei Lian's shocked expression, Hou Tu couldn't help but laugh, "Little bad guy, who do you think is the judge?"

Fei Lian's heart was touched with a small hand, and Hou Tu teased: "You can't escape now!"

"I'm the judge?"

Now Fei Lian was finally convinced of his previous guesses, and for no reason, he became the legendary judge.

"Even Nuwa can be Meng Po, and even Houtu can be King of Yama. What's wrong with me being a judge?"

After a change of thought, Fei Lian felt relieved. If he became a judge, he would be a judge. No matter what, he was a fat man.

Looking at Houtu, who was beautiful and graceful in front of him, Fei Lian suddenly felt a move in his heart, picked him up from the waist, sat on a wide chair, hugged the beauty and felt a long wet kiss.

"Little-bad-egg!"

The onion fingers gently drew circles on Fei Lian’s chest, and the back earth looked red and shy, but she still let Fei Lian hug her intimately.

Snuggling in Fei Lian's arms, Houtu felt a very real warmth.

"Thank you!"

He wrapped his hands around Fei Lian's neck, and a sweet smile hung on the corner of his mouth from behind. His delicate face gently rubbed Fei Lian's chin and murmured.

"Why thank me?"

Holding the beauty tightly and feeling the warm and fragrant jade in her arms, Fei Lian still felt unreal: "This is... the result of cultivation?"

Fei Lian has always felt inferior. After all, his qualifications are too far apart from Houtu. Even if Fei Lian catches up, it will probably be difficult to match Houtu.

Only when facing Shang Yunmeng, Fei Lian has a sense of confidence in his heart. Perhaps, this is the so-called dignity of men.

Deep down, Fei Lian doesn't want to be a guy who is a soft-hearted person. But looking at the previous things, it seems that this tendency is quite serious.

Although Fei Lian has always had his own struggles. It is undeniable that without Houtu’s compassion and Nuwa’s care, Fei Lian would definitely not be able to reach this level in a short period of time.

Houtu was so beautiful that Fei Lian was just a subtle change in his face. He had already guessed what he was thinking and knew everything in the near future. In many cases, Fei Lian was in an extremely passive state, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Okay! My little man, don't worry. If it weren't for you, all this would be impossible. Your contribution is the greatest!"

Hou Tu smiled and kissed Fei Lian on his own initiative, saying comfortingly.

"Men are just men, why add a small one?" Fei Lian opened his eyes wide, and then protestedly swaying the beauty's buttocks in his arms, allowing him to feel the ferocity and fieryness somewhere.

"Are you still young?"

Fei Lian said viciously. Then there was another wolf kiss. It was not until Houtu was a little angry that he let go of his mouth.

"Hate! You're going to die!"

After giving a pink fist, Houtu completely transformed into a delicate little woman, acting coquettish and angry, not at all like a generation of ancestral witches.

After enjoying Houtu's coquettishness, Fei Lian smiled comfortably, tightened the beauty tightly, stared at his starry eyes, and said affectionately: "Although I really want you to be the little woman in my arms, but..."

"Be yourself again, don't make things difficult for yourself!"

Facing Houtu, Fei Lian is indeed a little inferior, but it does not mean that Fei Lian likes to see Houtu pretending to be a little woman.

What Fei Lian needs is a real Houtu, and what he likes is the real Houtu.

Hearing this, Hou Tu was slightly stunned, then he was silent for a moment, and whispered: "This is what you long for the most in your heart. I just want to thank you!"

"If it weren't for you, all this today would not have been successful. The witch clan might still be rootless duckweed, and it is so big that it has nowhere to stand."

With a gentle smile, Fei Lian brushed the beauty's black hair and said lovingly: "You and I don't need any thanks."

Holding Houtu tightly in his arms, Fei Lian said firmly: "I will definitely work hard. One day, I will be able to support the sky and let you be a happy little woman under the world I support."

"I trust you!"

Snuggling in Fei Lian's arms, Hou Tu gently closed his eyes, feeling Fei Lian's strong and powerful heartbeat, and a sense of extra safety filled his heart.

This feeling makes Houtu very comfortable.

Houtu also hopes that one day, he can completely be a happy little woman, live under the world supported by Fei Lian, enjoy his care, and shelter himself from the wind and rain.

When the two were quietly enjoying the warm moment, an inappropriate cough sounded.

"Sorry, I'll bother you!"

The white clothes were as white as snow and the figure was graceful. Nuwa walked in with a smile on her face. Looking at her expression, she didn't look embarrassed.

When he saw that it was Nuwa, Fei Lian was about to get up and salute, but was stopped by Houtu.

"From the future, you will be a peer, and there is no need to give a big gift!"

In Fei Lian's arms, he changed into a more comfortable position. Hou Tu's faint saying, but the meaning of the words made Fei Lian and Nuwa shocked each other.

Fei Lian's heart was extremely sweet. Undoubtedly, Hou Tu's words were expressing his true thoughts in his heart - from now on, Fei Lian will be my real man.

After hearing this, Nuwa was shocked, as if the waves were shattering the shore, the sea of ​​anger rolled back, and the starry eyes were wide open, full of incredibleness.

"Miss Houtu, are you...you are really playing?"

Nuwa has always been unbelievable that Houtu will fall in love with Fei Lian. Even though the two of them have been intimate many times, Houtu has taken special care of Fei Lian many times.

Even so, Nuwa still firmly believed that Houtu didn't like Fei Lian at all, and even did not really take Fei Lian in his heart from beginning to end.

There is nothing else, just because the identity gap between the two is too huge.

Who is Houtu? The ancestor of the Witch Clan of Creating Heaven and Earth, and his qualifications are just as good as her Nuwa, and they are no different.

And what about Fei Lian?

He is just a witch, a true acquired spirit, and the kind of acquired acquired spirit, with qualifications and roots, which is simply not worth mentioning.

Is it possible for two people to walk together like this?

However, everything in front of me broke Nuwa's long-term cognition, especially Houtu's words, which completely shattered Nuwa's last trace of belief.

"When did I act like a joke?"

Hou Tu smiled gently, looked at Nuwa extremely seriously, and said word by word: "I tell you very seriously-Fei Lian, it is my man!"

Nuwa's beautiful face was covered with confusion and confusion. After a long time, Nuwa still shook her head and said, "I still don't believe it. Unless you have achieved a heavenly marriage, I don't believe it, and I don't understand it!"
Chapter completed!