Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Xuan Luo sat on the high throne in his neat clothes, looking at the vines spreading from Xing Chen's feet to the surroundings in the hall. He pursed his thin lips and gently closed his eyes.

His baby really knew how to "punish" him.

Xing Chen changed into a red dress, the bright glow of the sunset glow reflected between his brows, beautiful as a dream.

The vines beneath him quickly intertwined and coiled around the pillars of the hall, climbed up the walls on all four sides, and hung upside down from the high beams.

Xingchen seemed like an elf sitting in the green forest, or a well-behaved little animal that knew nothing about the world. He blinked his clear, starry eyes and looked innocently at the gods high above.

Xuan Luo was going crazy. If Xing Chen hadn't put a restriction on him, he wouldn't be able to sit still for even a second.

Xing Chen had known about this situation for a long time, so he was particularly harsh when he imposed the ban. If he dared to break through forcefully, Xing Chen would be injured.

So Xuan Luo was in agony, but even if he died of agony, he could not forcibly break the restriction.

If you can't force it, then you can only coax it.

"Baby, don't let your husband sit so high up, so far away from you, let me hold you, okay?"

Xing Chen didn't say anything, but tilted his head to look at him. His clear eyes were like those of an ignorant little animal, and he couldn't understand what the God was saying at all.

…Baby, you might as well just kill me.

In the blink of an eye, pink flowers of varying shades quickly blossomed on the vines. A gentle breeze suddenly arose in the hall, lifting the red veil on Xingchen's body, and the flowers swayed gracefully in the wind.

Amid the green sky, some of the huge drooping flowers suddenly withered quickly, and their petals fell slowly in the breeze.

Before Xuanluo could take a closer look, thick and strong fruits began to grow where the flower had fallen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xingchen crawled slowly through the ink-like green like a little beast, and looked up curiously at the fruits hanging from the vines.

Xuan Luo seemed to have guessed what would happen next. He still sat upright, but his fingers created a crack on the throne, and his voice was unusually hoarse.

"Baby......"

Xing Chen tilted his head, and the huge petals on his head tilted slightly. Dewdrops kept falling from the petals, landing on the fruit in front of him, and then slowly sliding down.

Xing Chen's eyes were bright. He supported his hands on the ground, tilted his head forward, and opened his lips to catch the falling dewdrops.

When he heard Xuanluo calling him, his long eyelashes fluttered and his eyes shifted to Xuanluo.

Dewdrops happened to fall at this moment, and he must feel it is sweet. He looked at Xuan Luo with bright eyes and licked his lips slowly.

The Lord God's hand, which was holding the throne, was shaking uncontrollably, and the poor corner of the throne was almost crushed by him.

"Xingchen, Xingchen..."

At this moment, his sweetheart seemed to feel that slowly waiting for the dewdrops below was not enough, so he raised his head, propped up his white and slender neck, opened his mouth and bit the fruit deeply.

Xuan landed on the high altar, and could clearly see his throat sliding heavily, not missing a single drop of dew.

A corner of the throne was broken off by Xuan Luo...

Xuanluo didn't dare to look, but his eyes were fixed on her and he couldn't move away.

In his collapse, he tried to keep a little of his attention here, and the remaining nine points rushed out of the Heaven Stopping Realm as if escaping.

If Xing Chen doesn't think of a way to divert attention, she will be branded as someone who murdered her own husband.

He just forced himself to divert 90% of his attention to the outside, but his sight still couldn't block his thoughts.

What he saw was outside the Heaven Realm, where Wu Lan was kneeling meekly, waiting there quietly, awaiting the punishment of the Lord God.

He saw Kuiling walking around, cursing, and finally understood the whole story. He was very angry.

He saw that the Asura God had been chasing Kui Ling, saying that demons could not stay in the God Realm for too long, and Kui Ling had found a vent. Knowing that he could not beat him, he played the gentleman's game of talking without fighting with Cheng Yan, and kept mumbling in a low voice, scolding Cheng Yan until his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he could not do anything about him.

He saw that order was quickly restored in the divine world, and everyone was consciously doing what they were supposed to do. Perhaps the scene of Xing Chen killing the demon was too shocking, and all the gods suddenly became sensible.

He saw...

The time and order of the divine world seemed to have returned to the time before his death. Everything was in perfect order.

However, despite seeing so many scenes, it did not affect what Xuanluo was thinking about. It was Xingchen's soft lips, the moist luster on his lips, and the scorching temperature in his lips.

Hyunro teeters on the edge of explosion.

In the hall, Xing Chen raised his hand and picked the wet fruit from the vine. He lowered his eyes and observed it carefully. When he lowered his head, a slender white neck was revealed.

There was a sudden glimmer in his eyes, as if he had thought of some interesting use.

He sat up straight, leaning against the vines behind him, facing Xuan Luo.

However, there was a large bunch of vines in front of him that were intricately entangled together and piled up like a small hill. From Xuanluo's perspective, he was just covering his waist and abdomen.

Xuanluo's eyes were burning hot.

Xing Chen lowered his head and fiddled with something seriously. His lips were pressed into a straight line, and he seemed to be at a loss as to what to do. His beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

After a while, his long eyelashes fluttered as if in fright, and he bit his lips hard.

"......" Xuanluo sat on a high place and watched. There was a loud bang in his head, and thick bloodshot burned in his suppressed eyes.

Xingchen looked at Xuanluo with his clear eyes, round, pure and innocent.

The Li Zhui on his wrist transformed into bells, which made clear ringing sounds as they swayed, and echoed in the hall, leaving a long lingering sound.

Xuanluo's voice was like the embers of a fire, and it was almost impossible to tell the original tone. "Baby, please, untie me."

Xing Chen looked at him and felt that the time was right. A smile slowly formed on the corners of his lips, and the innocence in his eyes gradually disappeared.

What follows is a breathtaking charm that burns the heart.

"Baby," Xuanluo called him anxiously, "Come here, baby, come here."

Xing Chen stood up and walked towards the throne barefoot. Her long straight legs were faintly visible under her red dress. When the gentle wind blew, the gauze stuck to her legs, and her perfect leg shape appeared before Xuan Luo's eyes.

His appearance and figure are unique in the world.

It is a unique yearning carved by Xuanluo himself.

Xuanluo sat on the throne and stretched out his hand towards him, his eyes begging for mercy. The high and mighty god was now completely defeated and panicked.

Xing Chen stepped on the steps, walked towards him step by step, and gently placed his hand in his palm.

Xuanluo held his hand, lowered his head and kissed him over and over again, hugged Xingchen's waist, and buried his head tightly in his arms.

"Xing Chen, don't do this next time. Don't punish me like this."

The supreme Lord God finally showed his vulnerable and aggrieved look in front of his baby without any scruples.

Xing Chen lowered his head and touched his head, kissing his black hair again and again, just like how Xuan Luo comforted him every time he felt wronged.

"Xuan Luo."

Xuan Luo groaned softly in his arms.

Xing Chen: "Repeat after me."

Xuanluo: "What are you reading?"

"From now on, I will never - hide it from him and abandon myself in the name of Xingchen's goodness."

Xuan Luo understood as soon as he heard it. Xing Chen was settling accounts with him and he wanted to give up the main god position. Xing Chen felt uncomfortable.

Xuanluo raised his head, "Baby..."

"What treasure? It's Nian." Xing Chen said with a serious face.

In fact, the sticky atmosphere right now is not suitable for talking about such serious things. Xuanluo's mind is full of how to turn Xingchen over and over again.

But Xing Chen knew him too well. If the atmosphere changed, this cunning Lord God of his family would always play tricks on him.

So this kind of atmosphere at the moment is perfect.

Xuanluo wanted to hide in his arms again, but Xingchen pinched his chin and forced him to look up at him.

"read."