My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu said indifferently: "Your words are also implying to me that my wife's family was not killed by bandits back then."

"Yan'er didn't hint."

The girl's eyes are sparkling, and her red lips are half parted. "It was Chen Houye who was so smart that he thought of it himself."

Chen Mu ignored the woman's flattery, and said indifferently: "Then who do you think it will be?"

"This Yan'er doesn't know."

"Can't your master figure it out?"

"What? Master Chen still thinks... our Destiny Valley is really a god, but we are just a bunch of liars."

This is the first time that Miss Yan'er has openly admitted that they are liars.

If this remark falls on the outside world, it will definitely cause an uproar.

The woman pursed her pink lips lightly, her pair of jade feet wrapped in embroidered shoes under her skirt slightly raised together, and the silk yarn stretched out the seductive curve of her thighs.

She said jokingly:

"However, in my opinion, whoever treats her best is very likely to be the mastermind behind the murder of her family."

Chen Mu laughed: "Are you talking about me?"

Miss Yan'er didn't answer, but just looked at the other party with a half-smile.

The smile on Chen Mu's face froze slightly, as if thinking of something, subconsciously frowned.

But immediately, Chen Mu shook his head: "Impossible."

"Yan'er was just joking around, Lord Chen Hou doesn't have to take it to heart."

The woman randomly combed her hair into a bun, and the rest of the hair fell down, covering a little of her right eye.

Delicate, yet somewhat glamorous.

She added some tea soup for Chen Mu, her lips half parted: "In short, our Destiny Valley will not slaughter the Bai family."

The Bai family...

At this moment, the word 'white' suddenly flashed into Chen Mu's mind like a flash of lightning, dispelling some doubts.

Chen Mu suddenly raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him.

The brain is running fast.

Wait, Mrs. Bai, the friend of Dugu Shenyou, could it be... the wife's family.

As soon as this idea came out, it stuck to Chen Mu's thoughts like a spider web, extending countless guesses and conjectures.

"What is Marquis Chen thinking?"

The woman's pleasant voice of curiosity interrupted the man's thinking.

Chen Mu turned his head subconsciously, but saw the other party supporting his small face on the table with both hands, looking at him with clear eyes.

The originally 'safe' distance between the two, with the woman's 'crossing the line', narrowed a little bit ambiguously.

The face of the other party who had just bathed was still slightly flushed.

Like a bright red apple.

The slender face is watery and clear, and it seems to be slightly transparent. Few women have such delicate skin on their faces.

Reminiscent of the Tianbao ground materials found in the hidden courtyard before.

It is conceivable that this woman has been nourished by the most expensive Lingbao since she was a child.It can be said that every inch of her skin is perfect without any blemishes.

Whether it is Yun Zhiyue, who Chen Mu thinks has a top-notch figure, or Miss Xia, who has flawless skin... neither can achieve perfection in all aspects.

Just like what Chen Mu deduced before, Miss Yan'er is just a doll.

Manufactured by the master behind the scenes with all his heart and soul.

Facing the closeness of the top beauties in front of him, Chen Mu got up and said indifferently: "You came to me to talk about this?"

Miss Yan'er blinked her eyelashes: "Aren't these enough?"

"waste time!"

Chen Mu was very puzzled and left his words, then turned and left.

The woman's expression was slightly stiff, looking at the man's back, her beautiful almond eyes were slightly narrowed, with a cold light floating.

But then she laughed, bowed her head and stroked her hair lightly.

However, when Chen Mu reached the door, he suddenly stopped, looked back at Miss Yan'er and asked, "Why didn't I see Mrs. Han's tomb?"

As soon as these words fell, Miss Yan'er suddenly raised her head, and a cold lightning flashed in her eyes.

The turbulent evil spirit surged out from the woman's petite body, like a black cloud destroying the city and pressing down on Chen Mu, causing the latter to step back a few steps.

The Qi and blood in Chen Mu's body were churning, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed into pieces.

But soon the monstrous evil spirit disappeared.

Chen Mu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

The woman came to him like a ghost.

I saw the coldness and frost on Miss Yan'er's face disappeared, and turned into a sweet smile, just like the girl next door.

She stretched out her slender jade fingers that were crystal clear like onion roots, gently lifted Chen Mu's chin, and locked all the energy of the other party: "Master Chen, it seems that you and Goddess are very close."

Chen Mu wanted to speak, but felt that his throat was being strangled by an unnecessary force.

His body could not move.

And the heart in the chest also seemed to be held by one hand, as long as it was squeezed lightly, it would burst.

"Yan'er stop."

Just when Chen Mu was about to release the 'thing beyond the sky', an old voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Although the voice was very soft, it seemed that the other party was nearby.

It was the voice of Tianji old man Han Dongjiang.