Chapter 566: Let’s Make a Fool of Ourselves Together!

Di Shifang almost collapsed, but a certain little girl still looked confused. Hunting Wenwang

His face suddenly darkened, and he reached out and wiped her lips firmly, as if he wanted to wipe away the charm, and even more like he wanted to wipe away the desire in his heart...

Lu Jiuque was startled. The rough feeling made her cry softly.

"It hurts...stop..."

Di Shifang really stopped now, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

He had lived for so many years and experienced so many disasters, but he had never been so overwhelmed.

She was really sent by God to punish him!

Di Shifang slowly lowered his body, and the young man's slender body covered the petite person. He hugged her tightly, and the strength seemed to blend her into his own flesh and blood...

"Jiu'er...Jiu'er...what exactly do you want me to do with you?"

Lu Jiuque turned his head with difficulty and whispered: "What's wrong with you...Have you taken out the soul of the silver dragon?"

When her voice fell into his ears, the restlessness and heat slowly dissipated little by little, replaced by indescribable softness and sweetness.

He straightened up slightly and stared at her with burning eyes: "You... want me to take the soul?"

Lu Jiuque felt embarrassed when he saw him, and his face turned pink.

She bit her lip and nodded slightly.

Di Shifang looked at her little movements and his eyes darkened again. He rubbed her lips with his thumb and said softly: "Idiot... you are such an idiot..."

Lu Jiuque was angry. She risked everything to make him feel better. He still called her a fool?

With a slightly heroic frown, Lu Jiuque hit him in the chest and gritted his teeth: "Who is the fool! If I can help you, why do you ask me if I am willing to do this? Don't you know that you What's the situation..."

At the end of the sentence, Lu Jiuque's nose felt a little sour and astringent, making her eyes mist.

She is really scared...

Lose him.

Di Shifang was helpless. Is it wrong to take care of her?

He gently pressed a kiss on her forehead and comforted her: "But you clearly said..."

Lu Jiuque glanced at him and said through gritted teeth: "Di Shifang! Compared to you, my feelings are not important at all!"

Lu Jiuque said this sentence incorrectly almost without thinking.

It seemed that it had already taken root in her heart, accumulated and refined, and turned over thousands of times.

But as soon as she finished speaking, both of them were stunned. The atmosphere in the cave was so ambiguous and embarrassing that Qiong Xue, who was peeking in the dragon pattern world, couldn't help but cover her eyes.

Damn, what nonsense is this?

And the Silver Needle Jiujiu in Lu Jiuque's body kept cheering for Di Shifang!

Come on!

Lord Son of God!

Come on!

Attack!

But one of them stared in astonishment, the other's face seemed to be filled with blood, and it started to heat up little by little, and they made no further move...

Jiujiu was really angry and hurt internally.

Until the end, Lu Jiuque simply broke the jar and shouted: "What are you doing! Hurry up!"

There was even a little trembling in her roar, which was strong on the outside and fucked on the inside, making his heart feel so soft.

With trembling little hands, she grabbed his shirt again, pulled him off, and bit his lips hard with her white teeth, as if to vent her anger.

Damn it, why was he watching her make a fool of herself with such a calm expression?

If you want to make a fool of yourself, let’s do it together!