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- "What's wrong?"
Leng Ye's throat moved slightly, and there was an imperceptible guilty conscience in the low-alcohol tone.
"Did you leave the incense burner in my room?"
Leng Ye quietly looked away, and asked lightly, "What are you talking about?"
Xuan Fengqian saw that he was not as full of energy as usual, and instantly understood.
She asked him slightly sullenly, "Did you come here last night?"
Leng Ye didn't want to lie at first, but it took him so much trouble to erase her memory, so naturally he couldn't tell the truth.
After pondering for a moment, he acted as if he suddenly realized, and replied in a deep voice: "There is indeed such a thing."
"What are you here for?"
"Naturally, I will send you back to the house. You are so drunk that I am worried about leaving you alone by the Yaochi."
Xuan Fengqian obviously didn't believe what he said, so he pointed to the wound on his forehead and said, "How did it hurt?"
"Last night, this deity wanted to take off your shoes for you, but you smashed it on the deity's head with the incense burner. I was out of breath, so I left you and left Qingfeng Palace quickly." Leng Ye said without blushing and without panting.
After hearing Leng Ye's explanation, Di Jun felt that he was shameless and shameless.
He saw clearly yesterday that Leng Ye clearly had evil intentions and wanted the Overlord to force himself on him.
The shoes were not taken off, but the clothes were stripped clean.
If it wasn't for Xuan Fengqian's overly violent reaction, how could Leng Ye stop halfway?
After listening to Leng Ye's words, Xuan Fengqian became even more sure that he was lying.
She entered the back room angrily, and after a while, she held the shards of the incense burner and threw it into Leng Ye's arms fiercely, "Why do you sneak into my room with a incense burner burning incense?" ?¡±
"Miscense? I didn't know there was Miscense in the censer, but I just thought it smelled good, and because of the flames inside, I took it as a night lamp and carried it with me."
"Your words still have credibility?"
Early this morning, Xuan Fengqian felt a little strange after discovering that the obscene trousers on his body were missing, and the middle coat was put on backwards.
Looking at it now, nine out of ten it was Leng Ye's fault.
"Believe it or not is up to you."
Leng Ye has been explaining to her for so long, his patience has long been exhausted.
"Shameless!"
When Xuan Fengqian thought about the possibility of losing his body to him last night, he suddenly felt as sick as swallowing a fly.
Leng Ye was worried that she would cry and make noise like last night, so she had no choice but to explain patiently: "What shameless? I really didn't touch you."
"A fool would believe that you would send me back so kindly."
"Then tell me, what did this deity do to you?"
"I"
Xuan Fengqian wanted to ask him personally why one piece of her clothes fell to the east and the other to the west, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.
Her skin was a little thinner after all.
Leng Ye slandered in his heart, if he had known that Xuan Fengqian had wronged him so much, he shouldn't have softened his heart last night.
God knows how uncomfortable it is for him to hold back his gushing desire all night?
The most annoying thing is that she wronged him!
"Xuan Fengqian, this deity is asking you." Leng Ye didn't want to scare him, suppressed the smoldering fire in his heart, tried to calm his breath, and said, "Do you have any discomfort in your body?"
"do what?"
Xuan Fengqian stared at him warily, hesitated for a long time, then shook his head.
"Is my back sore, and my legs numb?" Leng Ye asked again.
"Not sour, not numb."
"Are there any ambiguous marks left on your body?"
"No."
Xuan Fengqian subconsciously closed his clothes, and his sharp eyes suddenly stayed on the shallow lip marks beside Leng Ye's Adam's apple.
This imprint
Could it be that she left behind?
No, she didn't put on lip balm at all last night.
That being the case, the lip marks on his neck should be left by other people.
Thinking of this, Xuanfeng let out a sigh of relief.
Leng Ye didn't know that there was a red mark of lipstick on Xuan Qianning's seal on his neck, and said righteously: "You still refuse to believe in this deity? If this deity has really done something, you must still be paralyzed on the couch now, How can you feel nothing at all?"
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Xuanfeng listened to Leng Ye's words, and suddenly felt that he might have wronged him.
At this moment, no?I also noticed the lip marks on Leng Ye's neck.
It stretched its slender neck, pointed angrily at the ambiguous red mark, and screamed, "Gah! Which wild woman left this?"
"Um?"
Leng Ye cast a puzzled look at Wu Ya, who was so furious, and said in a deep voice, "Surprised, what are you doing?"
"Gah~"
Wu Ya lost his temper instantly after being reprimanded by Leng Ye.
It curled its wings into a fist, beat Leng Ye's chest lightly, and whimpered softly, "My lord, did Xuan Qianning leave the lip marks on your neck? I saw it early this morning." The blood on her couch, did you really consummate the marriage with her?"
Leng Ye covered Wu Ya's mouth bluntly, almost wringing its head off in anger.
Really, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!
"No, the deity didn't touch her." Leng Ye explained repeatedly.
Although these words were directed at Wu Ya, in fact, he only cared about whether Xuan Fengqian heard or not.
"Hmph! What happened to the blood on the couch?"
Wu Ya didn't expect Leng Ye to explain this to it, and his heart was already full of joy.
The reason why he pretended to be unhappy was purely to coax him in the cold night.
"Last night, the deity only went to Yaochi once. After that, I sat in front of the desk in Ningxiang Palace to deal with business."
"Your Majesty has worked so hard, this concubine will make a tonic soup for you."
With a whining voice, Wuya flirtatiously winks at Leng Ye.
It was so happy that it carried itself away, completely oblivious to the fact that there was a bigger "scourge" in the Nine Nether Demon Prison.
"It's not good! Di Ji, something happened to Mr. Broom Xing."
Just at this time, a young and immature little Xian'e ran into Qingfeng Palace in a panic.
"What's wrong with him?" Xuanfeng straightened his face and asked with concern.
"Returning to Emperor Ji, broom Xingjun passed out outside Qingfeng Hall, and has been sent back to Fuchen Residence. At this moment, all fairies from all walks of life have all rushed to Fuchen Residence."
"I'll take a look too."
Xuan Feng shook off the incense ash in his hand, completely ignored Leng Ye and Di Jun who stood in front of her from left to right, twiddled a formula, and teleported out of Qingfeng Hall.
"Smelly sister is really disrespectful. For a little broom star, she left me alone."
Di Jun felt bored, lightly waved his folding fan, and passed Leng Ye without looking sideways.
Leng Ye wanted to follow Xuan Fengqian, watching her every step of the way.
But after thinking about it, he is the Demon Lord of the Nine Nethers after all, and it really hurts his prestige to follow behind a young woman all day long.
"That's all. It's sunny, nothing can happen."
Leng Ye said so on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart.
The next moment, he left Wuya again and teleported to Fuchen Center.
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