Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Eldest Young Miss has Arrived! - Chapter 234

[Chapter 234]

Did that ugly woman do it?

Does she have such strength?

No, impossible, absolutely impossible!

So, what’s going on?

Qi Wanru was a little confused.

Qi Tianxiong narrowed his eyes and said frivolously, “Isn’t this good?”

To tell the truth, Qi Wanru was afraid of his brother. Although on the surface he seems to be talking and laughing to everyone, he is extremely ruthless towards those who offend him, and there are at least dozens of people who have been ruined by him. She is only arrogant and domineering, but his brother is really a heartless person. Even the woman who was in love with him just now was brutally killed by him in the next second.

She immediately smiled and said, “How can my brother do this, what’s so good about this?”

Qi Tianxiong stood up: “This shows that the woman still has some use value.”

Qi Wanru was stunned for a while, but she quickly knew what her brother meant: “After my brother gets her, can you…”

Qi Tianxiong glanced at his sister: “Don’t worry.”

Don’t worry, he will definitely gouge those men out one by one to make them invisible. In this world, it is enough to have one outstanding man!

It was three o’clock in the morning when Lu Daiqian and Shang finished their fight.

Walking out of the battle space, the god of death was still standing by.

Lu Shiqian was a little surprised, the god of death rarely stayed in her room at night.

“Master, I want to sleep with you.” Death said innocently.

In fact, as a god of death, he doesn’t need to sleep at all, he just wants to lie down with his master. This idea is so strong that he is very persistent.

Lu Shiqian’s mouth twitched, she couldn’t help it, she had no resistance to the god of death.

“Well, but why?” Lu Shiqian was still a little curious.

“I want to look at the master.”

In the past year, in terms of time, it should have been an extremely short year in his life, but it became extremely long because of missing.

The two lay on the bed, face to face.

“I want to see what you look like.” Lu Daiqian touched the face of Death and said.

Without the slightest hesitation, Death took off his cloak.

In an instant, all the colors of the Buddha were dimmed. Huixiu from all over the world gathered here. No, no, he is more stable than the green mountains, more beautiful than the streams, more beautiful than the flowers in the sky, maybe it is the clear sky. The charm after the rain, or the calmness of the towering mountains, or the charm of the butterflies, if the dark night is rampant, or the sun is shining… or the extreme strange beauty, or the extreme beauty of life, always So heartwarming.

Sure enough, it was because death was too lonely that such a stunning beauty was born?

And how can she, Lu Diqian, how can she be able to see such a color over and over again? ! At this time, even she herself felt that God was treating her kindly.

Two people, lying quietly…

Death lowered his thick eyelashes slightly, and the light cast a charming silhouette on his face.

He grabbed Lu Shiqian’s hand, very meticulously, very focused… licking it.

Look at it, lick it, look at it again, lick it again.

He grabbed Lu Shiqian’s fingers and put them into his mouth to suck.

There was a numb and wet feeling on his hands, and Lu Shiqian was thinking, “Is it a god of death? A lot of times, it’s like a child who hasn’t grown up.”

Otherwise, how could anyone suck their fingers like that?

He didn’t mind too much, his eyelids gradually sank, and he tilted his head to sleep.

The god of death saw that Lu Diqian was asleep, and he was almost done licking his fingers, so he stood up and looked at her face.

Watching, leaning down and licking her face. Forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, block her lips and bite slowly.

Lu Shiqian slept soundly, she was exhausted these days. In her sleep, she felt that a puppy was licking her face, giggled, turned around, and fell asleep again.

The eyes of the god of death were dark and gloomy, and there was a slight flash of golden light. He suddenly felt a little unbearable and needed to do something to get better.

He hugged Lu Shiqian’s back tightly, and wrapped her body inside his own to make it easier.

Just lying there, throbbing throbbing in my heart, the two of them were touching each other, and a strong current was raging.

Ah, holding it like this makes me feel content and warm, and the ravine of missing is also filled.

The god of death, who has never been lyrical, is so lyrical!

He moved his body, found the most suitable position, and wrapped Lu Shiqian into his arms.

The two big hands didn’t know where to put them at first, and the most suitable one was the towering top that covered the chest.

The powerful electric current made him almost provoke him, but this time, he endured it and endured the electric current over and over again, making him feel numb all over…

The next day, Lu Shiqian woke up, surprisingly refreshed.

After washing up, lead the crowd to the auction. Today’s equipment auction will definitely set off a frenzy in the auction.

Lu Shiqian has no shortage of equipment. What she is thinking of now is to give a gift to the god of death, but the god of death is so strong, what kind of gift should I give, it’s nerve-racking.

Just thinking about it, I heard someone knock on the door outside the box: “Miss Ren Woxing, can I come in?”

Hearing that voice, it was Qi Tianxiong, the prince of Qi.

The crowd did not seem to have much affection for this great prince of Qi.

The God of Death only pays attention to Lu Shiqian. As for the ants in his eyes, he will not pay attention to them at all. Lei Jing fixed his beautiful nails, and his pretty red lips blew on from time to time. Jun Zun looked at the top of the box, as if he didn’t hear anything. Sikong Yun stared desperately at the audience, frowning at the auction item list. Tiemu laughed, both gratified and a little sad, and then smiled lightly, it was enough to be by the master’s side, and he didn’t bother about the prince.

Don’t talk about people, even beasts don’t buy it.

Yin snorted heavily, lying on the chair and snoring, Hong Jin ate fruit, and the kitten slept in Lu Diqian’s arms, tail wagging and wagging.

At that time, Qi Tianxiong had been standing outside the door for nearly fifteen minutes.

Wei Mo was the kindest, pulling Lu Shiqian’s hand: “Aqian…” He lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, and his skin was white.