My wife is not a demon

A pair of clear and charming Jianshui pupils were a little strange, and the voice was as soft as a feather: "Master Chen thinks I like women?"

Chen Mu shrugged: "Isn't Liu Xiangjun a woman?"

Xue Caiqing said: "I just like Liu Xiangjun."

The copper stove next to his hand was covered with a layer of soft smoke spirit grass, and the fragrance permeated the Nuan Pavilion, enveloping the woman's extremely serious eyes, a little erratic.

This is the first time she has corrected Chen Mu's view of her so seriously.

She only likes Liu Xiangjun.

Whether it's a man or a woman, she likes this one.

So she doesn't like Chen Mu saying that she likes women, even if Liu Xiangjun is really a woman, it won't work!

Chen Mu was startled, staring at the tea in the cup without saying a word.

But Yin Mingwang couldn't help teasing women: "Miss Xue, women are the most worthy of liking and love in this world. If you like a man, it's ruining yourself. But if you don't like anything, it's ruining yourself." For myself, if you don't dislike me, I am willing to..."

"You hate women."

Xue Caiqing suddenly looked at Yin Ming Wang, her moist and moving pupils were extraordinarily calm.

"what?"

Yin Mingwang was stunned.

Xue Caiqing said calmly: "People's eyes can't deceive people. Every time I look at people, I always habitually go to see the other person's eyes first. Greed, desire, hate, love, indifference... Human emotions will always It was immediately reflected in the eyes. You are the same."

"Then what did you see?" Yin Mingwang rubbed his teacup and smiled.

Her hands are beautiful.

The five slender fingers looked like freshly peeled bamboo shoots. It was hard to believe that this hand had killed many people and lifted many bloody heads.

Xue Caiqing said: "Pretend."

"camouflage?"

"Yes, disguise."

"..." Yin Mingwang patted the table and laughed, sticking out his thumb. "Fantastic, powerful, I'm a killer, so I'm used to pretending."

However, Xue Caiqing shook her head: "You are just pretending."

"Can't understand."

Yin Mingwang shook his head in distress.

She grabbed her slightly curly long hair, and Chen Mu couldn't help sniffing the strange fragrance contained in the hair, feeling that it was still mixed with the bloody smell of murder.

"No, you understand."

Xue Caiqing's eyes remained calm.

In a trance, she became the former Xue Caiqing who had no desires or desires.

Those eyes seem to be able to see everything: "You are used to using performance to cover up your true emotions, as if the first thing you saw me was not 'like', but 'disgust'. It's as if you saw my face At second glance, it is 'possession', not 'like'."

Yin Pluto rested his head on his arm and yawned softly.

Xue Caiqing said: "You think you like women, but you hate women, even...you even hate yourself, you hate your daughter body."

Yin Mingwang looked up at her.

The bright blue gemstone eyes seemed to be like a knife, piercing straight into the opponent's heart.

A few seconds later, she laughed loudly, hugged Chen Mu's arm and said with a smile: "Your friend is too funny, I must train her well tonight..."

Yin Mingwang laughed and burst into tears.

"You want to own a beautiful woman, play with her, watch her as a toy in your hands, and have fun being the master."

Xue Caiqing's voice seems to be like warm water, but it is flat but can directly hit people's hearts.

But it is also like a knife, ruthlessly exposing other people's scars.

She has always been mean.

Chen Mu understands this.

People who have no desires and desires are themselves mean people.

Seeing that King Yinming was still smiling, Xue Caiqing slowly poured tea: "So I'm curious, why do you hate women, but force yourself to like women? You even hate yourself, and you are used to pretending to be men and enjoying men power and mentality.”

Da da da da!

Yin Mingwang tapped the table quickly with his fingers, still smiling, but there was no more smile in the smile.

"Okay, I'm going to get down to business."

Chen Mu said lightly.

Xue Caiqing seemed to be addicted, staring at Yin Mingwang: "Did a certain woman hurt you? Or abandoned you? Who is this woman? Is it your mother? It makes you hate so much—"

Bang!

Wooden table exploded into two halves.

The tea on the table splashed out, and all the tea fell on Xue Caiqing's hair, clothes and eyelashes.

Afterimages flashed.

Yin Mingwang pressed Xue Caiqing against the wall.

The slender and slender fingers grabbed the opponent's white neck tightly, like iron tongs, and his eyes were full of ice—ice wrapped in bloody murderous intent!

The room was dead silent, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Including Xue Caiqing's.

Facing life and death, what remains of her is still calm.

"Anger is the most intuitive way to express people's emotions, isn't it?" Xue Caiqing could perceive the message of death from the cold eyes of the other party, but she still did not soften her words.

Yin Pluto slowly exerted force on his fingers.

The woman felt a strong sense of suffocation.