Ning Feiyan's movement was so noisy that Su Jing couldn't help but look up.
Bailian's hand holding the tea was shaking badly. He took a few deep breaths before he managed to calm down his confusion. Looking at Ning Feiyan's charming eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
At that time, it would be too abnormal to just throw out the cup of tea in your hand.
At heart, Balian is a polite person. In the past, in order to relieve Ning Feiyan's chaos, he would only do intimate things with her when no one was around.
Nowadays, there are three pairs of eyes guarding the palace, and it is simply ridiculous to do things like playing with Fengyue under the eyes of others.
How could Bai Lian not guess that Ning Feiyan was resentful of the female demon king? He clearly knew that the female demon king was domineering and monopolistic, but he still wanted to do bad things under her nose.
This is a good way to repay her.
Ning Feiyan has always been a bold person, but Balian has to care about her life. He has done this and really angered the female devil. No one in this devil world can protect her. .
In response to this goblin's teasing, Bailian had no choice but to pretend that everything was normal and nothing had happened. He lowered his head to take the tea, blew on it twice quickly, and then handed it back to her.
Ning Fei didn't take the cigarette, and her bright and loving eyes were particularly angry and resentful: "You just blew on such hot tea twice? Could it be that you dislike me for being a humble and honest concubine, so you can't bear to deal with me?"
As he said this, he seemed to be extremely wronged, wiping his tears with his fingers, feeling sorry for himself, looking like he was harmless and could be bullied.
But in private, the little foot hidden in the water was firmly entangled with him.
The medicinal bath was cold and cold, and Bai Lian was weak after the disaster. Although he took a bath with others honestly, he had no evil intentions.
But he couldn't stand Ning Feiyan's various tricks.
This huge stimulation almost made Bailian scream out. Fortunately, he has always been very tolerant, and his fangs bit the tip of his tongue tightly to prevent him from shouting out.
The knuckles of the hand holding the cup were almost turning blue, and Balian wished he could just let go of the hand holding her ankle to transfer spiritual energy to stop her from making mischief.
But when he saw Ning Feiyan's pale lips and the cold sweat on his forehead, he couldn't bear to let go.
Balian was unable to do anything to deal with this goblin. He gritted his teeth and said with a dark face, "Are you honest? If you were honest, there wouldn't be many bad guys left in this demon world."
Even though she was caught and bled, she didn't even know how to restrain herself. Balian was stunned and couldn't see the slightest trace of being born humble in her body.
"You are cruel to me~" Ning Feiyan whimpered pitifully, her voice was so soft, as if she was extremely wronged.
But there is no ambiguity in his little moves secretly.
Balian was suffering to the extreme, and every inch of his muscles were tense due to trembling. He could barely maintain his sitting position, and his fangs protruded from his lips uncontrollably. He bit his lips tightly, and his eye circles became flushed.
The female demon king, who was secretly worried about the words printed on Bailian's mouth, glared at Ning Feiyan fiercely: "I think you are asking for a beating!"
The female demon king was originally worried about the words printed on Parian's mouth, but now his son saw the two people sitting in the bathtub arguing happily, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Ning Feiyan was about to cry.
Balian was fierce and angry.
Even the rare corpse demon fangs were bared.
I don’t know what made him unhappy. The female demon king has always been very good at catching Balian’s emotions. Now it was obvious at a glance that he was really unhappy. Seeing this, she didn’t even think about going over to give him some advice. .
Instead, he held on to his thoughts to add fuel to the fire and said with a smile: "Master Ning He, you are the thing that I gave to Lord Si Chen at the Jungui Banquet. Since he is your master , you need to be served well, but you can't contradict me randomly or speak rudely."
Ning Feiyan lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, I will not dare to follow your orders. I will serve my master well, but I dare not turn my back and complain. I only hope that my master will not despise me for not serving me well." yes."
The succubus with a pitiful face blinked innocently at Balian again, speaking as if it was serious, and provoked him unscrupulously in a place invisible to others.
Balian wanted to throw the tea in his hand at the woman's face, his ears turned blood red, and he gritted his teeth in a low voice: "Don't go too far?!"
Yin Baishuang couldn't help but put down the scroll in her hand. She was aroused by Ning Feiyan's soft and lingering voice. She had no intention of continuing to read the scroll and couldn't help but say:
"Little Corpse Demon, aren't you just asking me to blow some hot tea? Why do you want to make this witch become a demon? I don't know whether it's to irritate people's eyes or ears with this romantic gesture."
Is this a matter of blowing hot tea?
Balian had no choice but to follow Ning Feiyan's words. He lowered his head and blew tea quickly, holding back so hard that the veins on his forehead were jumping up and down.
"Eh? Master, please blow gently and the saliva will go in. Do you want me to be poisoned and die by eating your saliva?" The goblin didn't finish yet.
After a cup of tea had finally cooled down, she used various reasons to change it to a cup of scalding hot tea and stuffed it into his hand. She said seriously: "I hope you will take pity on me and blow it gently and slowly." "
Yin Baishuang snorted lightly, not even looking at her coquettish and charming manner.
Thinking that this petty woman was deliberately retaliating against the evil demon king, she took out two balls of cotton from somewhere and stuffed them into her ears with a bored look on her face, and continued to concentrate on reading.
The ghost grass had already been obtained, and her mud wine was almost finished. Yin Baishuang missed the sunset in Beiliao Town very much, and really didn't want to waste time in this poor place anymore.
The little corpse demon has planted peacock feather poison, and his eyes may not be able to function very well. He may not be reliable in finding the realm gate.
Even though I have to encounter Su Jing's unlucky face every day when I go to the Underworld Palace to look at scrolls and find doors, I still have to endure it.
However, Balian couldn't bear it anymore. He threw the cup of hot tea away without thinking, and quickly put a hand into his hand with a blue face.
Ning Feiyan had already noticed it, and the soft jade foot slipped away like a fish.
Balian jumped in the air, thinking that she had finally calmed down, but before her excited and heaving chest had calmed down, there was a clear sound of iron chains and bells swaying under the water.
Then a pair of warm catkins rested on his shoulders, and the beautiful white fingertips reflected a bit of pink and ambiguous lust on the boy's pale skin.
Ning Feiyan raised her body from the water, and the snow jade trembled out of the water. Her delicate white and smooth skin was covered with a few wisps of wet and soft medicinal residue. The two distinct color differences between black and white made her skin as white as jade.
The soft body floats and sinks in the water, and the long black soft hair is lazily scattered on the shoulders and over the waist. The hair is soaked in the water and spreads out like seaweed, carrying the mature charm of a woman.
The soft blue silk wraps the slender waist and hips, making it extraordinarily deep and soft.
She pressed close to him, with her knees slightly apart, and knelt down between Balian's thighs, her curves looming in the water.
Both hands hooked onto Balian's neck. Under the beautiful eyelashes were swaying eyes, and the warm and fragrant breath exhaled from the gap between his lips hit Balian's eyebrows:
"Master, it's cold in the medicated bath. You threw away my hot tea. My body is very cold. You have to be good at keeping me warm."
The hand that was wrapped around his neck was about to lift up to pinch his earlobe. The wrist that had just been raised was pinched tightly by a hand with such force that it almost crushed the bones of her hand.
Ning Feiyan frowned in pain, raised her misty eyes, and looked pitifully at the female devil's face as cold as jade: "Your Majesty..."
The female devil's expression was terrifyingly dark, and her eyes seemed to be filled with fluid, and she spoke with a fierce voice:
"Master Ninghe is probably confused. Although this medicinal bath is cold, the corpse demon's body cannot be warmed by ironing and simmering. You are clinging to it like this, but you can't warm your body. You are really misleading others and yourself. You don't know whether to live or die." !”
Balian heard the sound of her hand bones breaking, and quickly turned around to focus on the powerful palm of the female devil, and said: "It's just a small fight, why did your Majesty get his hands wet. "
The female witch glanced at him indifferently, unable to hide the worried look on his face, and felt a faint sting in her heart.
She snorted coldly, shook off Ning Feiyan's hand, and said: "I have been very generous and allowed Su Jing and Yin Baishuang to check the ancient secrets. The world gate has not been found yet, and the bet between you and me is not over yet. Here, Before now, you were all mine!"
These words are obviously a declaration of sovereignty, but for men, they are not flattering.
Ning Feiyan, who did not know whether to live or die, took advantage of every opportunity and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is absolutely right, but since your Majesty has rewarded the concubine to the master, I will become the master's son. Does your majesty say yes or no?"
One is to declare sovereignty, and the other is to surrender all of one's ownership with both hands.
Even though Bailian is not an ordinary person, it is obvious who's words are more pleasing to the ear when comparing the two.
The corners of the female devil's eyes sank, and murderous intent emerged.
Ning Feiyan was unaware of the killing intent in her eyes. The red hand touched Bailian's temple, picked up a strand of his wet hair and wrapped it around her fingertips, and said with a calm smile:
"Your Majesty, everything you say makes sense. There is only one thing you can say that is absolutely correct. Although my master is a corpse demon, he is by no means comparable to anything common in the world. Although this body seems lifeless, it is not completely cold. .”
The corners of her eyes were charmingly raised, showing a hint of enchanting sexiness, but more of a hint of provocation:.
"Your Majesty doesn't know the master's warmth, but I know it very well."
"You are looking for death!" Ning Feiyan's words were like a vicious disease that easily infected the eyes of the female devil.
Under this overwhelming murderous intention, Bai Lian felt chills all over his body.
Although Ning Feiyan quickly withdrew her provocative gaze, she was completely unafraid of the demon lord's terrifying murderous intent. She knelt at the bottom of the barrel and pushed her knees slightly to push her body up.
A charming smile appeared on her lips, and then her body relaxed and sank into the medicinal bath water.
Balian never expected that she would dare to be so bold. For a moment, his whole body was shaken, his muscles and bones were trembling, and the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, and his handsome face turned red.
He hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her waist, but the moist skin was so soft and slippery that it was difficult to control it.
Ning Feiyan raised a hateful smile and pinched his blushing earlobes proudly with both hands.
Balian finally couldn't bear it anymore and took a cold breath.
Ning Feiyan's originally pale and beautiful face showed off her charming features, and her snow-white face was flushed with red, making her eyebrows as dark and beautiful as if they had been washed with water.
She rested her head on Balian's shoulder, biting her lip and trembling. There was a hint of blush on the fingertips placed on Balian's chest.
From an angle that no one could see, a hint of shy confusion flashed through her blurred eyes.
It was obvious that at this moment her heart was far from being as calm and perfect as she pretended to be on the surface.
Looking at the two people's inseparable virtues, how could the female devil not guess it.
She was so angry that she was shaking all over, and couldn't believe that Ning Feiyan actually touched her person in front of her eyes.
A pair of wide-open eyes were filled with hot blood, and their eyes were glowing red. She wished that someone would give her a sword at this time, and chop this dog thing with one sword!
The female demon king suddenly ran around the hall like a headless fly and randomly grabbed a sword on a sword stand.
He drew out the sword with a clang with red eyes, threw away the scabbard, panted heavily, and rushed over like a madman. The crown fell to the ground, and the black hair was scattered and spread on the shoulders.
She was really mad and lost her mind. She actually forgot that she was a demon king and she never needed to use a sword to kill people.
At this time, the female devil just wanted to fish that bitch out of the water, chop it into pieces and feed it to the dog!
Before the sword fell, Ning Feiyan, who was leaning on Bailian's shoulder, had calmed down.
She raised her enchanting eyes and said unhurriedly: "The method of blood nourishment and detoxification lasts for seven days. If it is interrupted, it will collapse. If the peacock feather poison that was originally solved is not eliminated, it will last for seven days." Go, the sudden backlash may directly kill both of us, Your Majesty, please think carefully before drawing your sword."
Ning Feiyan held her trump card tightly. She knew very well how important Balian was to the female devil. Even if she had murderous intentions, she would never choose to take action at this time.
Three days ago, relying on her noble status, she shackled her, took off her clothes, and drained her blood to be used as medicine. All these deceptive actions did not allow her any room for decision-making and discussion.
He had prepared so many cold medicinal materials for bathing, and he had no intention of letting her out alive.
When did Ning Feiyan sink to the point where he could just sit back and wait for death?
So what if it's the Demon Lord? It's hard for her to disobey her decision. That's easy. Anyway, Ning Feiyan is a 'considerate and gentle' person.
The Lord of Four Rivers was treated like this, Young Lord Milu was treated like this, and now His Majesty the Demon Lord should be treated like this...
Since it was the Demon Lord's wish, she didn't dare to obey. She just sat down firmly in the tub, wishing she could sit in the Demon Lord's heart like a thorn in her side and pierce her. !
Your Majesty wants to regret it now and wants her to come down again, but it is not so easy to negotiate.
Balian is the lifeblood of the female devil, and now she is firmly in the hands of Ning Feiyan, and she cannot be allowed to let her temper go crazy and act wild.
The female devil's eyes were red, and for such a proud person, she actually held her sword half-raised for a long time.
Her eyes were filled with tears, like a bad kid who had been bullied miserably, standing there at a loss.
Yin Baishuang, who couldn't listen, raised his eyes strangely and saw that His Majesty the Demon Lord, who had been so calm and composed, suddenly ran around like crazy looking for a sword.
One moment he was full of murderous intent, and the next moment his eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry.
