Chapter 567 The Great Devil Said: Even You Are Mine!

This time, what filled Di Shifang's mind was no longer the burning desire and fire, but full of pity and heartache. Ω

Although she was fierce and what she said was not sweet, it made his heart sweeter than pouring honey.

His little girl, his Jiu'er.

How lucky is he to have met you?

The kiss that Di Shifang received did not contain any distracting thoughts. He gently touched her lips, pried open her teeth, and quickly swallowed all the souls collected by the silver dragon into his belly.

Then, he kissed her carefully, reverently, tenderly, and lovingly...

A light kiss fell on those naughty eyelashes like butterfly wings, on her stubborn eyes that always refused to admit defeat, and on the lips that dazzled him.

Everything about her seemed to be born for him, so beautiful that he could not extricate himself from it.

Time after time, he poured out his ever-fermenting tenderness.

It wasn't until Di Shifang slowly digested the power of his soul that the aura that was constantly drying up on his body finally stopped.

He gently pulled Lu Jiuque up and hugged him deeply. Di Shifang said: "Thank you... Jiu'er..."

Lu Jiuque's eyes were still a little blurry, but she felt itchy in her ears. She couldn't help but dodge, and summoned up her strength to say, "You...you...go away!"

Not only did this look have no lethality, but it also contained a coquettish look that seemed to be angry but not angry, which made Di Shifang's heart soften to the point where he completely lost his temper.

"good……"

Whatever she says is fine.

Who told him to be willing to pamper her, let her go, and support her?

Seeing the undisguised affection and doting on the young man's face, Lu Jiuque was almost infatuated.

After a long while, she suddenly came back to her senses and despised herself very much.

6 Jiu Que, 6 Jiu Que!

The more you live, the more you go back!

The other party is just a young boy,

Hairy boy.

Suddenly he jumped up from the soft couch, straightened his clothes, and glared: "What are you doing standing still? Let's go out."

Well, if two people stay in there for too long, people will be suspicious...

It's just that Lu Jiuque was holding a chicken coop on his head at this time. If he walked out like this, wouldn't he be without three hundred taels of silver?

Di Shifang smiled helplessly, walked up to her, gently combed her hair, and said with a smile: "Well, with this image of yours, do you want to tell other people what happened between you and me?"

Lu Jiuque was stunned and hurriedly adjusted her head. Who knew that the more anxious she became, the tighter her head would become, causing her scalp to hurt.

Di Shifang frowned, reached out and clasped her wrist, and whispered: "Don't move, I'll do it."

The voice returned to its usual domineering tone.

6 Jiuque pouted and said, "This is my head..."

Di Shifang clumsily untied the tangled threads for her, without raising his eyes, and said extremely seriously: "Even you are mine, and your head is also mine."

The heat that had just been suppressed by Lu Jiuque surged into her mind with another "bang", and her face was so hot that she could fry an egg.

This... why did this guy change back again!

Damn it!

Who is his, nonsense!

When the sharp-tongued Lu Jiuque tried to say a word of protest at this moment, the one that came out of his lips was a stumbling protest.

"You...you...you are talking nonsense...I...are not..."