Quick Wear Peace

An Ning showed a "ferocious" smile and swung the whip in his hand: "Young lady, why are you in such a hurry to go back? Come and have some fun with us before you leave."

As she said that, she pounced on him, put her hand on his chin, and kissed his tender and tempting lips hard.

Only the sound of "woooo woooo" crying was left.

If Sima Ming were here, he would definitely pick up his little notebook and write it down with shining eyes.

I don't know when a barrier was automatically generated in this room.

Three days had passed unknowingly. An Xiaobao came back once in the middle, but did not see his father and mother. Chonglin then threw him to the place where the gods and demons were fighting to train him well.

An Ning opened her hands and looked at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. Wasn’t it me who was in control? Look.

Her body was being manipulated, and she couldn't help but glance at him angrily, wondering why he was so energetic.

Donghua wiped An Ning's body with a handkerchief and found that An Ning looked at him teasingly. His body tensed up, but when he looked at her body full of scars, he suppressed the feeling.

Wipe carefully

An Ning didn't know that she had escaped this disaster, but she felt a desire to win from somewhere, and she clenched her fists, determined to practice well.

After wiping, Donghua lay down next to An Ning again, coaxing her like a child: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

An Ning glared at him, but she felt sleepy again: "Next time... I will definitely..."

Donghua looked at An Ning with amusement and found that she fell asleep before she could finish her words.

Get out of bed and put on your clothes.

Hurry up and work, come back after finishing and continue to sleep with your wife.

Donghua thought happily.

Donghua looked at Mo Yuan lying on the bed. Apart from his pale cheeks, he looked like he had just had a nap.

With a complicated look in his eyes, he waved his hand and transferred part of his divine power to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's face gradually turned red.

The next second Mo Yuan opened his eyes and saw Dong Hua: "Dong... Hua."

Donghua nodded, sat on the chair next to him, and used his divine power to pour a glass of water for Mo Yuan.

After Mo Yuan finished drinking the water, he found that Donghua was leaning his head and looking at him with pity. There was also a hint of gloating in his eyes, which he did not conceal at all.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yuan asked, leaning against the head of the bed.

Mo Yuan was told about Donghua, especially emphasizing that Shao Guan was still alive and in Bai Qian's soul.

Mo Yuan didn't care about Donghua's gloating, he was just happily immersed in the news that Shao Guan was still alive.

Mo Yuan and Shao Guan were childhood sweethearts and fell in love when they were young, but Shao Guan was killed by Mo Yuan for saving the common people.

Donghua also heard how good Mo Yuan was to Kunlun Xu's seventeenth disciple Si Yin, who was also the princess of Qingqiu.

"What are you going to do with Bai Qian?" Donghua didn't give Mo Yuan too much time to indulge in joy.

I wanted to go back and hug my wife to sleep. I don’t know if she has woken up yet.

Donghua's thoughts couldn't help but wander.

Mo Yuan frowned: "Don't worry, I will take good care of it."

Donghua nodded and was about to go back.

"By the way, my An Xiaoning said that they have found a way to get Shao Guan's soul out." After saying that, he threw the book to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan happily picked up the book and held it in his arms like a treasure.

"Remember to thank my An Xiaoning." Before Mo Yuan could ask who An Xiaoning was, he saw Donghua's smug expression: "Ah, An Xiaoning is your future sister-in-law. An Ning, remember to bring a generous gift when we get married."

Mo Yuan nodded. Just because this was Donghua's Taoist partner, he had to give her a generous gift, not to mention that she also saved Shao Guan.