The Demon Lord is very busy: This little couple is really hard to separate

Yun Yu'an remained unmoved, concentrating on extracting small amounts of information from Mo Jiuyuan's numerous crazy remarks.

He turned around and stared at Jun Qinghe and started thinking.

As I stared at him, I suddenly realized that Jun Qinghe's presence was a little low.

Yun Yu'an stretched out his finger and poked Jun Qinghe's face: "My dear husband, the bad guys are sticking to your face to steal your girl, why don't you say something."

But Jun Qinghe behaved out of character.

Not only did he slightly tilt his head to kiss Yun Yu'an's knuckles, his pair of affectionate eyes never left Yun Yu'an's face the entire time.

"But he's right, I really was plotting against you." Jun Qinghe said frankly, "I really like you."

The loved one in front of him pulled his hand back in panic.

As if Jun Qinghe had kissed a piece of his flesh off, Yun Yu'an held his fingers with his eyes wide open.

Jun Qinghe's heart skipped a beat.

Without waiting for his expression to change, Yun Yu'an rushed forward and grabbed him: "Quick, bah, bah, bah!"

"Quick!"

"I just rolled on the ground! You ate all the dust on my hands! Spit it out!"

"Can you do it?"

Yun Yu'an was so anxious that he was about to burst into anger, but he couldn't shake Jun Qinghe.

In a fit of rage, he jumped up and bit Jun Qinghe's... lips.

Mo Jiuyuan:?

Not only Mo Jiuyuan was stunned, but Jun Qinghe was also stunned.

The two men waited in a daze for Yun Yu'an to finish his hooliganism, and squatted on the ground and spat for a long time.

Yun Yu'an helped Jun Qinghe to stand up and asked him, "Are you clean? If you're not, just deal with it yourself. I won't help you.

That one over there—"

Mo Jiuyuan's tactical retreat:?

"Yes, you. Let me ask you, you are already dead, right?" Yun Yu'an was not polite at all.

Mo Jiuyuan: "It couldn't be more dead."

Yun Yu'an: "The you that appears before me now, is it the you that you left behind when you were alive?"

Mo Jiuyuan didn't seem to care: "I don't know, maybe someone is playing tricks on me."

Yun Yu'an: "What are you doing in Xuyou Sect?"

Mo Jiuyuan: "My little girl is being bullied, I came to take a look."

Yun Yu'an: "How do you know your daughter was bullied?"

Mo Jiuyuan's facial expression became confused.

"I have no idea……"

An inexplicably familiar feeling of powerlessness surrounded Yun Yu'an: "How come you don't know anything... like that..."

Like who?

Yun Yu'an couldn't remember it for a moment.

Then he asked Mo Jiuyuan: "You won't lie to me, right?"

Mo Jiuyuan: "What's there to deceive you about?

You spend my money, live in my place, and besides having a bed partner who is not mine, what else can you offer me that is worth defrauding me of?"

Yun Yu'an raised his hand to object: "Don't you think I'm quite pretty?

Don’t you think I’m still charming?”

Mo Jiuyuan:?

"Why aren't you talking?" Yun Yu'an tugged at Jun Qinghe's sleeve, "I'll shake you a talking one."

Jun Qinghe, who was good at talking, took two or three steps forward and said solemnly, "Ayun is quite pretty, and I have been in love with her for a long time."

Mo Jiuyuan leaned back again: "You... took the money? Why do you talk like a troll?"

Jun Qinghe:?

Yun Yu'an's head buzzed: "You? What do you say he looks like?"

Mo Jiuyuan: "Like a navy, don't you think?"

Jun Qinghe:?

Yun Yuan:!

Two snaps - the defenseless Jun Qinghe and Mo Jiuyuan were pulled together by Yun Yu'an and pressed under him, one on the left and one on the right.

Yun Yu'an's head slowly lowered to the same level as the other two people's heads.

Open the devil whisper: "Two children, tell me what does idiot mean?"

Jun Qinghe:?

Mo Jiuyuan:?