The former enemy cheated on the marriage scene

Unable to speak, he blinked at Mr. Wang.

His eyelashes are thick and long. When they were down, there was a gentle expression in his eyes, with a bit of indulgence and pampering. He didn't take Lan Chi's hand away, let him hold it, and looked at Lan Chi quietly. .

Anyway, that's it.

Well, it's what you say it is.

Lan Chi looked at him, feeling that his body was getting hotter, his throat was a little itchy, and he was still a little thirsty.

He was thinking, why Chao Wang is so beautiful.

By the time they reacted, the two had already kissed.

This person hugged him with such strength that he could almost melt into his bones. Those indifferent hands were floating around his body, and between his lips and teeth intertwined, there was a little bit of moaning.

too hot.

The Adam's apple rolls, pressing down on the low panting and pharynx.

Lan Chi's fingertips were trembling, feeling the man's fingertips caressing his spine inch by inch, and a hoarse and sexy voice sounded beside his ears, "Alan."

Thoughts were completely confused.

The eagerness and confusion that blend into the flesh and blood.

……

Chao Wang really couldn't hold it back this time, especially when he saw the man with his neck up, and the broken gasps from his throat.

The strands of hair were scattered on the slender body with graceful lines, the complexion was as warm as jade, and the waist was thin and strong.

For a while, there was a lot of trouble.

The night is endless, until the sky breaks and falls into the house through a window crack.

Lan Chi trembled her eyelashes, and when she slowly opened her eyes, she felt the man's breath behind her ears, strong, hot, and breathing heavily.

The dark gun is fierce.

Pound out the nightmare's feet.

Chao Wang raised his hand away from his face, bit his lip, with a hoarse desire in his voice, "Are you sleepy?"

Lan Chi's eyes were all blank, with blushing at the end of his eyes, which was slightly moist, until the man's fingertips brushed the end of his eyes, he hesitated and hummed softly.

"Sleep if you are tired."

Chao Wang tidied up and put the quilt over him.

Lan Chi squeezed the quilt and pulled it up, almost covering his face, only keeping a pair of misty eyes looking at the person beside him.

Chao Wang wanted to sleep at first, but when he saw this appearance, he smiled and leaned over, "Are you comfortable?"

Lan Chi, "..."

He squeezed the quilt tightly with his fingers, and he didn't speak or speak.

"Oh..." Chao Wang kindly changed the question, "Which posture do you like?"

"..." Lan Chi turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Looking at it again, I still don't know what questions to ask, and I am more shameless every time.

Chao Wang raised his hand and pinched his red earlobe, "Alan, you haven't said what dream you had."

Lan Chi blinked slowly, and after a while, "...forgot."

Chao Wang, "..."

"You're misleading me."

Lan Chi closed his eyes and felt his ears getting hotter. His voice was extremely calm, "You don't need to talk."

Chao Wang's fingertips fell from his earlobe to the root of his ear, with a little smile, "It's so hot."

Lan Chi took his hand away, turned over, "Sleep."

But the person next to him was obviously not sleepy, he hugged him from behind, his breath fell on the back of his neck, and the person said in a lazy tone, "Alan, I'm not full yet."

Lan Chi's brows and eyes were tinged with embarrassment, and he said in his heart that if he is not full, he is not full. Needless to say, why does this man put everything on the bed.

His slender, pale fingers lifted the hem of his clothes familiarly, and the man's lips lightly fell on the back of his neck.

The body in his arms trembled slightly.

When Ri Lan got out of bed late, although his movements remained calm and composed, his legs were weak, but at least there was no one else in the room, so no one paid attention to his behavior.

When I looked in the mirror, I was silent for a moment, the red mark on my neck was so bright that my collar couldn't cover it at all.

After hesitating for a while, he still erased all the red marks, and then changed into a suit of cold-toned clothes, but even so, the person in the mirror still made him feel that something was wrong, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained... Beautiful spring.

...Suddenly I don't want to go down.

Master Lan Chi rarely felt that he didn't want to see people.

I went to wash my face with ice water several times, and didn't feel better until my whole face was about to freeze, and my body completely calmed down, so I went out and went downstairs.

There were only two people downstairs, and their pillows were absent. Chao Wang was wearing a black singlet and trousers, his long hair was tied up casually, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing a small tight and powerful forearm. The sitting posture is lazy, and there is no shape.

In the yard, Feng Zhezhi was still dressed in white clothes like snow, and was using black magic.

"The demon power is weak," Chao Wang leaned there, looked at it for a while, and commented, "You don't usually pay attention to this aspect?"

Feng Zhezhi withdrew his strength and looked at him, "I heard that you don't use demon power to win."

Back then when Chao Wang defeated those big monsters, his monster power was weaker than their weakest one, and he counterattacked everyone as an unknown little monster.

This is one of the reasons why his fame suddenly increased.

Chao Wang nodded, "I don't focus on demon power, so naturally it won't affect me too much."

Feng Zhezhi was puzzled, "Monsters major in demon power, you don't focus on demon power, what are you cultivating?"

"Back then it was cultivating murderous aura."

Feng Zhezhi was stunned, "Only certain races will use others as the foundation of cultivation, except for demon masters' cultivation power, ghost race's cultivation power, only spirit races, most of them hide from the world, mysterious and unpredictable And no one knows."

He looked at Chao Wang, "Are you from the Spirit Race?"

No, this person has demonic power and demonic aura.

And back then, he majored in murderous aura, which meant that if he didn't major in it now, could it be changed?

Feng Zhezhi's expression turned serious, "What exactly is your identity?"

"What identity do you think it will be?" Lan Chi came out from the house, dressed in a purple robe, blue hair hanging down his shoulders, light robe with slow sleeves, with a cold expression, and asked the person in the courtyard without emotion.

"Do you think there is anything in your demon world that requires him to become a general to get it?"

These words are quite hostile, especially the sentence, you demon world.

Feng Zhezhi was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained, "I don't doubt him, but I'm a little curious."

Lan Chi said unhurriedly, "Your Majesty, don't inquire about other people's private affairs."

...The hostility is so great that even the king has come out.

Feng Zhezhi raised his hand, begging for mercy, "I won't ask, I was wrong."

If Chao Wang wanted something, he would have obtained it long ago, even the throne is not a problem, why should he still be the chief inspector of their demon world, and this person is not so envious of power, obviously there are other reasons .

Lan Chi glanced at him, turned and left.

Feng Zhezhi glanced at Chao Wang who was sitting there, the deity didn't look angry, and asked in a low voice, "Why is Lan Chi so angry?"

"Who knows," Chao Wang got up and said casually, "You must have messed with him."

"...Have you still not calmed down yet?" Feng Zhezhi looked worried, "Why don't I fight him and let him beat him up."

Chao Wang glanced at him, "Your way of calming down is good, why don't I come to you next time when I'm in a bad mood?"

Feng Zhezhi took a step back silently, and laughed dryly, "Why don't you go and see him, I'm right here, I don't need you to accompany me."

Chao Wang turned around, "Don't destroy the yard, or you will pull out your hair."

In the room, Lan Chi was sitting there alone, fingering the stones on the table, with a calm expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chao Wang walked over and sat beside him, "In a bad mood?"

Lan Chi turned his head and glanced at him, "No."

Chao Wang looked at him, his sitting posture was elegant, pleasing to the eye, and on a whim, he stretched out his arms to hug him, "So you're tired?"

His hand rubbed the man's waist intentionally or unintentionally, "Okay, next time it won't be so long."

Lan Chi originally wanted to push this person away, but this person's hand was on his waist again. I don't know if it was sensitive or what, it would always make his waist go weak subconsciously, "...that's not the case."

He pushed away Chao Wang's hand, and looked directly into Chao Wang's eyes, "You just said that you used to cultivate murderous aura."

Chao Wang, "..."

"I'm hungry," he said, getting up and getting ready to leave.

Lan Chi grabbed him, stood up, pushed him onto the chair, put his hands on his shoulders to prevent him from leaving, lowered his head and asked him, "Then what are you cultivating now?"

He looked at Chao Wang, and before he could answer, he continued, "You said that it is the most suitable for you to cultivate, but you have been clearing the murderous aura from your body all these years."

"In your situation, one time won't be enough," Lan Chi paused, his voice a little dry and hoarse, "That's why some people say that every time you wake up from a deep sleep, your strength will decrease, so the fire in your body will Being suppressed, the demon power is exhausted, so that your body becomes abnormal, and even looks like a child."

His hand pinched Chao Huang's shoulder with a bit of strength, almost unable to speak, but he continued.

"Because you have dissipated all your skills, right?"

Not even that.

Chao Wang looked calm, "I'm fine now."

Lan Chi looked at him for a while, then slowly let go of his hand, and whispered, "Then when will you be busy?"

He straightened up, "You'll never be fine."

Turning around, stepping out of the courtyard gate, the figure gradually disappeared at the corner of the street.

Feng Zhezhi came over, "Have you had a fight?"

It was the first time seeing Lan Chi leave without saying a word.

Chao Wang closed his eyes, "No."

In fact, everyone knows everyone. After all, they have grown up since they were young. Sometimes they know what the other party has done.

Lan Chi didn't want to say those words at first, but for some reason, seeing Chao Wang so calm, he still couldn't help opening his mouth.

After saying it, I don't know whose heart I was inserting.

a few hours later.

Lan came back late, bought some vegetables and a chicken, and went into the kitchen to prepare chicken soup.

Chao Wang stood at the door and watched him for a while, then walked over, "What's for dinner?"

"Chicken soup," Lan Chi's men quickly chopped up the chicken, drained the water, put in ginger and sweet wine, and put it into the pot to simmer.

Then he began to peel the yam again, "I bought a peach, do you want to eat it?"

"eat."

"help yourself."

Chao Wang dug out peaches from the side, all plump and juicy, "Do you want to eat it? I'll wash one for you."

"Ah."

Lan Chi finished cutting the yam, washed his hands, picked up the peaches he had washed, and ate them slowly.

His eating movements are gentle and quiet, and his expression is indifferent.

Chao Wang looked at it for a while, raised his hand, pinched his face, "Smile."

Lan Chi looked at him, "Chao Wang."

"Ok?"

"I hurt."

He put his hand on his heart and repeated, "It really hurts."