Quickly wear it: The male gods are sitting in rows

"Host, even if you are not the Nine-Tails, it is normal. After all, you are a Chuan'er, a man and a demon."

"If you don't speak, I won't treat you as a mute, system baby."

What a bunch of nonsense, she said it as if she were a puppy.

"Qing Bao, I'm sleepy." Mo Li suddenly took her to lie on the bed with him, wrapped his arms around her waist, and rubbed his head against her neck.

Mu Qingqing was a little uncomfortable being strangled by him and wanted to move her body, but accidentally touched a place that she shouldn't have touched.

The man beside him breathed heavily, his voice was hoarse, and he restrained his desire, "Qing Bao."

Mu Qingqing stiffened and did not dare to move. "Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep."

Then he closed his eyes and tried his best to ignore the gaze of the man next to him.

Not long after, Mo Li turned over, placed his hands on both sides of her body, and gently rubbed her neck with his lips, "Qing Bao, I feel uncomfortable."

Mu Qingqing looked helplessly at the sky and could only stretch out her hand.

"Well……"

Mo Li groaned, his whole body pressed against her, and his breath fell on her ears, making the tips of her ears so red that they started to bleed.

She wanted to retract her hand, but he held it and was forced to continue.

A slight gasp escaped from the man's lips from time to time. He found the little girl's lips and kissed her in an unorganized manner.

In the end, Mu Qingqing's wrists were extremely sore, but the man beside her hugged her and pecked her lips.

Fortunately, Mo Li didn't go too far, he just kissed her for a while and then held her in his arms, "Go to sleep, I won't bother you anymore."

Mu Qingqing was able to have a peaceful sleep.

Early the next morning, Cui Huan opened the door and prepared to wake up her lady.

As soon as she came in, she saw her young lady being held in the arms of the demon emperor. She was so frightened that she almost threw the basin in her hand and shook the chair with her feet.

"Xiaohuan, what time is it?" Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and spoke lazily.

"Are you awake?" The man's pleasant voice came from beside him.

Mu Qingqing opened her eyes and met a pair of tender dark eyes. She couldn't help but curl her lips and reached out to touch his eyes, "Ah Mo, your eyes are so beautiful."

Mo Li took her hand and put it to her lips and kissed it gently, "If Qing Bao likes it, you can see it every day."

Cui Huan's mood at this moment, which was standing by the side, could no longer be described as shocked.

That was, quite shocking.

Is the Demon King Mr. Amo?

This world is a bit fantasy.

"Xiao Huan? What are you doing standing there in a daze? Get ready, A Mo and I are going back to Mu's house today." Mu Qingqing sat up and looked at the little girl standing in a daze at the door and couldn't help but feel funny.

"Miss..." Cui Huan opened her mouth.

"I'm already married and you still call me miss. I've heard the maids here call me queen before? Why don't you join them in calling me the same way?" Mu Qingqing raised his eyebrows.

The queen sounds much more domineering than the lady.

Mo Li is the boss of the demon world, and she is a woman who is a head taller than the boss.

Compared with her status in the Mu family, she is a typical peasant who sings.

"I know, my slave. My little queen, do you want to dress up now?" Cui Huan was still stunned and didn't fully recover.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Cui Huan was about to step forward and help Mu Qingqing twist her hair, but Mo Li stood behind Mu Qingqing first.

"Ah Mo? You want to help me hold my hair?" Mu Qingqing didn't know that this little painting demon knew so many things.

Mo Li picked up the hairpin on the table and started playing with it on her head. "It's my first time too. Madam, don't blame me if it doesn't look good."

Mu Qingqing's eyelids twitched, "It doesn't matter, your wife is naturally beautiful."

Mo Li chuckled, "Well, Madam is naturally beautiful."

Cui Huan felt her teeth were a little sore.

Before, I was worried that the demon emperor would do something bad to my family, but now it seems that the demon emperor loves the young lady at the top of his heart.

However, the Demon Emperor's approach to the young lady was too casual.

Mo Li put his hands on Mu Qingqing's shoulders and looked into the mirror, "What do you think, madam?"

"Yes, my husband's arm looks good no matter what." The corners of Mu Qingqing's lips curled up.

Cui Huan: ...Miss, are you serious?

But when she went out and saw Mu Qingqing wearing a curtain hat, she understood. No wonder the lady didn't mind it so much. Once she wore the curtain hat, she couldn't see her hairstyle at all.

Mu family.

Mu Sheng was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

Since the Demon Emperor came and their Mu family was safe and sound, the status of their Mu family has inexplicably increased.

After all, the Mu family is the only demon-catching family that has survived the Demon Emperor's hands.

"Master." A boy hurried into the courtyard and knelt in front of Mu Sheng with a shovel. "There is someone coming at the door."

Mu Sheng glanced at him impatiently, "Everyone comes as they come, how can it be unbecoming to be so panicked?"

"Yes, it's the demon emperor who has returned with the third lady."

bang.

The boy saw that his master seemed to be unable to sit firmly and fell directly to the ground. "Sir, are you okay?"

"What did you just say?" Mu Sheng didn't care about the pain in his butt, and stood up.

"That's the Demon Emperor. He and Miss Third are at the gate right now, saying they want to see you." The boy was sweating and supported Mu Sheng.

"What are they doing here again? We've already given them all. Is it possible that if one person is not enough, he will also take Yanran away? They don't take our Mu family seriously." Mu Sheng's chest heaved with anger.

"But, sir, we can't defeat the Demon King."

Mu Sheng glared at the boy angrily, "Go and bring the people to the main hall, and ask Mu Heng to go to the main hall too."

"Yes, sir." The boy hurried to the gate.

"Third Miss, please come this way." The boy didn't dare to look at Mo Li and could only bow to Mu Qingqing.

In the main hall, Mu Sheng did not dare to sit on the main seat. He stood in the hall. Mu Heng had just arrived, "Father, what happened?"

"The Demon King is here."

Mu Heng was startled, "Where is my little sister? Is there something wrong with my little sister?"

"Do you still have the heart to care about her?"

"It seems that my father wishes I was dead." Mu Qingqing's smiling voice came from the door, "It's a pity that I have to disappoint my father. My daughter is living well."

"Little sister, just hope you're okay." Mu Heng stepped forward and looked Mu Qingqing up and down.

"Second brother, I told you, don't worry about me, Amo is very good to me."

Only then did Mu Heng see that Mo Li behind her was not wearing the Shura mask this time, and was indeed the same Ah Mo from before.

"I came here this time because I have something to ask my father about my mother." Mu Qingqing walked directly to the main seat and sat down. Mo Li stood beside her with a calm expression.

"Your mother is in the room right now. If you want to ask something, just ask her directly. What do you want me to do?" Mu Sheng frowned.

"Is she worthy to be my mother?"