Chapter 893

She didn't stop him, her expression was still so indifferent, he guessed that the little guy didn't like the bug.

But... when he thought of how close they were before, why was he so upset?

An icy cold light reflected in Di Jiuque's long and narrow eyes.

"How old are you, and you're still jealous?" Yun Qingyan reached out and patted the handsome face that was close at hand, funny and helpless.

Although Bing Lie's voice was still so malevolent, she could sense that the rage was no longer in Di Jiuque's magnetic voice.

With Yun Qingyan's IQ, it's not hard to guess that Di Jiuque has actually confirmed that she has nothing to do with Jiang Wuya, and if there is, it's just an enemy relationship.

But even knowing the truth, she still had this unhappy look on her face, eating the vinegar that was not there, so Yun Qingyan couldn't help but laugh.

He is obviously an 'old monster' who has lived for an unknown number of years, but he looks like a child when he is naive.

But... unexpectedly cute?

At the age of three, Di didn't know that his label in the heart of his daughter-in-law had become a 'childish old monster', otherwise, he would have to start to feel cold again.

Ren Yun Qingyan's hand moved up and down his face, although Di Jiuque's handsome face was tight, but he did not stop it.

Yun Qingyan was addicted to the touch, and he said that, he touched and pinched and pulled and pulled from time to time. He sighed in his heart, this guy Di Jiuque is going to go against the sky! The skin is better than a woman's, it feels soft and tender, and the hand feels great, making her a little addicted to pinching it.

She reached out and squeezed her face again, a raging fire of jealousy ignited in her heart.

Although she believes that she is not bad, she is slightly inferior to Di Jiuque's.

This is the rule of the cultivation world. In most cases, the higher the cultivator's cultivation, the better the physical function. Whether it is strength or appearance, it is several times better than the cultivator of the lower realm.

I don't know what level Di Jiuque is.

Over there, Yun Qingyan fiddled with Di's three-year-old face, but Lei Fei and the others here were shocked.

How should I put it... Seeing Little Brother Yun pinching each other's cheeks like this, they always have a sense of... um, seeing the little milk cat plucking the hair on the tiger's head.

The most frightening thing is that the tiger is still adapting well and is not angry at all.

Lei Fei, who knew that he had said the wrong thing, now never mentions the matter of male pets, and does not dare to ask the identity of Emperor Jiuque any more.

Just when the convoy was about to move again, Di Jiuque directly hugged Yun Qingyan and swept away without giving Lei Fei a glance, and swept in one direction.

A gust of wind passed by, and no one was seen in a blink of an eye.

Lei Fei, who originally wanted to greet the guests to go on the road, stood in the desert with his hands up, "..."

"Wait a minute." Yun Qingyan patted Di Jiuque's hand, told him to stop, and explained again that he came out with Lei Fei and the others, and was a companion.

Di Jiuque's face was full of displeasure, obviously unwilling to stay with these ants that could be crushed to death by a single finger weak in his eyes.

But being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty.

Since Yun Qingyan had promised Leiter to take good care of his son and the team for him, he must bring people back.

If she went back alone, what would happen to Lei Fei and the others?

After Yun Qingyan's good talk, Di Jiuque turned back in dissatisfaction and rode a camel beast with Yun Qingyan.