Chapter 133 Lingering and Rubbing 1

6 Jiuque was stunned by the voice. Isn't this the weird voice that imitated her just now?

Wait...

The abominable Di Shifang was staring at him like he wanted to eat him, but he didn't even open his mouth. Who was the one who was speaking?

Suddenly thinking of something, 6 Jiuque widened his eyes: "Didn't you say what you said just now?"

Seeing that she was no longer furious, Di Shifang was slightly stunned, and his mood eased, but his voice was still cold: "What did you say?"

"Wait, the person who kept repeating my words just now was really not you?"

"When did I repeat your words?"

"Did you not even hear that person's voice?"

"No.Ω"

6 Jiuque was also confused after getting such a decisive answer.

"Who is the one who is speaking? Why did it come out of you?"

"How do I know?"

"Strange..."

6 Jiuque wrinkled his nose, tiptoed closer to him, and looked at the source of the voice just now.

She remembered that the voice came from his chest.

Di Shifang had an indifferent expression, but as 6 Jiuque approached little by little, he gently turned his eyes away and looked into the distance as if no one was there.

If you look closely, you can see that Di Shifang's body is constantly tense.

Even the sound of his heartbeat is getting clearer and clearer.

His long eyelashes trembled, trying to suppress his chaotic heartbeat.

Because she was too close to him, so close that she could hear his abnormality at any time.

Suddenly, the strange sound rang again, just covering his heartbeat.

"Strange..."

6 Jiuque's eyes lit up, and the magic claw grabbed the strange sound without saying a word,

shouting: "See what kind of moth you are!"

Her claws fell on Di Shifang's chest without hesitation, and kept cruising, as if she wanted to touch the chest muscles of the young boy.

Such a reckless action made Di Shifang stunned, staring at the female demon with wide eyes.

But 6 Jiuque hadn't noticed yet, so he simply tore open the collar of Emperor Shifang's clothes, and put his dirty little hand in like this...

That wolf-like posture!

That shameless action!

That ferocious look!

Yin Xiao on the side was stunned, and even the silver dragon hiding in the dark was shocked.

Fuck!

Is this the legendary chest-attacking dragon claw hand? !

6 Jiuque just praised Yin Xiao's beautiful chest muscles, and even such a young boy (master) was not spared? !

Suddenly, she caught something, and 6 Jiuque raised her eyebrows and laughed: "I won't catch you for me!" Hey, wait, what did she touch, why is it so silky?

The excellent touch made 6 Jiuque squint his eyes, and he rubbed it on the thing again.

Tsk tsk, this is so delicate, the condensed fat jade is just like this, right?

Hey, what is this, a small hard one.

6 Jiuque poked at the small one in a very obscene way, but was grabbed by a hand and pushed away.

6 Jiuque stumbled and almost fell, raised her head and roared: "Emperor Shifang, you have..." The last word "sick" was stuck in her throat.

But the young man in front of her frowned, bit his thin lips, and his cheeks were flushed.

That beauty was like a rainbow dyed lightly, and a mist slowly lingered.

Especially the ripples in the young man's silver eyes, although it was anger, it was even more amazing.

The ripples, swaying slowly, slowly and continuously, again and again, seemed to be rippling into her heart...