What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

When Qiao Yiran heard the words "Tongxin Qi", he stretched out his hand to feel his chest in astonishment.

In this position, have you ever made a seal with someone?

Why do I have no impression at all.

Chu Zheng only felt that a piece of his chest had been dug out abruptly, and the sense of loss that was missing drove him crazy.

He laughed sarcastically, and said in a sharp tone: "Qiao Yiran, at a time like this... who are you still thinking about?"

He kissed Qiao Yiran's lips vigorously.

The answer he didn't want to hear.

A cold-hearted, high-spirited Shangshen.It turns out that there will be a moving day.

Chu Zheng tore open Qiao Yiran's already messy clothes.

The bright red wedding candles flickered gently, and this festiveness seemed a bit ironic in this situation.

The beautifully furnished room had fallen into a mess during the fight just now.

The moonlight grass from the extremely cold place fell messily on the ground.

Chu Zheng's anger had burned to the extreme, but the movements under his hands were still involuntarily relaxed.

He really wanted to bite this man's lip hard, to let him know the taste of bleeding and pain.

In the end, it still came down to a tossing kiss.

Qiao Yiran's face was handsome and gentle, it was the bright light of the long night that he had thought about thousands of times in secret.

Never dared to reach out and touch.

So much so that people get ahead of them.

I hate it.

Chu Zheng's obsessed kisses fell like raindrops, and he was thinking vaguely: I'm really crazy to be so cheap.

A drop of dark red blood rolled down and quietly landed on the big red pillow beside Qiao Yiran.

Chu Zheng suffered a lot of injuries in the fight just now. Although none of them were major injuries, there were quite a few small cuts.

Seeing Qiao Yiran turn his head to look, Chu Zheng wiped the wound on his face casually.

Chu Zheng's tone was vicious: "What, you think I'm dirty?"

But the eyes looked away timidly, not daring to meet Qiao Yiran's eyes.

He was really afraid to see the loathing of himself in those always calm eyes.

Even though I already knew that was true.

In the next second, Qiao Yiran's gentle kiss fell on Chu Zheng's cheek unexpectedly.

Qiao Yiran's natal spiritual flame spread out, and the soft spiritual power conveyed a steady stream of warmth.

Every small wound was smoothed patiently, as if it was cherished in every way.

This sudden subconscious action made both of them stunned.

Qiao Yiran turned his head in embarrassment, annoyed at his obsession.

A fleeting moment of distress.A subconscious move.

Trembling, Chu Zheng fell on Qiao Yiran's body, buried his head on Qiao Yiran's side neck, and couldn't see his expression clearly for a while: "Qiao Yiran, what do you mean?"

Qiao Yiran could feel the other person's fiery body temperature and tremble uncontrollably through a layer of almost nothing thin wedding clothes.

Chu Zheng's heartbeat was very unstable, and his breathing was rapid, with disbelief and caution.

A faint expectation quietly poked its head out again.

Qiao Yiran didn't answer for a long time.

Chu Zheng gritted his teeth vigorously. Amidst all the indifference, there was a sudden tenderness, which made him unable to hold back his emotions anymore.

"Qiao Yiran, are you talking?"

Qiao Yiran's body stiffened, and warm liquid fell onto his shoulders, scalding his heart.

Chu Zheng's soft sobs were very clear in the silent night.

Qiao Yiran hesitated and hesitated, and finally embraced the other person's shoulders, reaching out to wipe his tears.

What is this sudden accommodation and heartache?

The originally tense relationship between the two suddenly became strange.

Qiao Yiran silently continued with the movements of his hands.

He is the high god in charge of the law of balance in the heavens, and he has executed countless vicious demons under his command.

I have also seen the extreme pain of beings in the heavens being tempted by the demons and falling into the demons.

Obviously, you should hate the dirty and despicable demons the most, don't you?

It was an act of betrayal of instinct.

A long and long hug.

The calm and gentle God of the Phoenix Clan finally calmed Chu Zheng's emotions.

Facing Chu Zheng's questioning, Qiao Yiran couldn't give an answer.

He knew that the right thing to do now was to push this person away.

Even... he should be killed.

It shouldn't be so merciful and merciful at every step.

The dispute between the heaven and the devil has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and their positions have never been consistent.

The demon king was defenseless against himself at the moment.

——His head means supreme merit.

But Qiao Yiran just patted Chu Zheng's back lightly, his tenderness and tolerance were endless, as if he was comforting an ignorant child.

After a long time, Qiao Yiran sighed softly: "Let me go, the past...I don't blame you for the past."

Qiao Yiran knew in his heart that this demon king had always been merciful to his subordinates.

That being the case, if I took advantage of others' danger today, it would be unfair.

It's hard to tell who is right and who is wrong about those things, and he doesn't want to argue with Chu Zheng anymore.

Chu Zheng leaned in his arms, and laughed softly: "Let's forget the past today, and then we will meet again and be enemies again?"

"Qiao Yiran, don't think about it, it's too late."

Qiao Yiran didn't quite understand: "It's too late? Why?"

Chu Zheng's question suddenly deviated: "Qiao Yiran, if you go back now, what will you do next? Go to Siguoya and get whipped?"

Qiao Yiran gave an indifferent "hmm", as an answer to his question.

Although he is the young master of the Feng Clan, since he made a mistake, he will naturally have to bear the consequences that he should bear.

Chu Zheng smiled wryly: "In that case, won't you feel that you hate me?"

Qiao Yiran's answer was still so calm: "I made a mistake myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

It is only reasonable for a prisoner under his rank to suffer any kind of humiliation.

But at this time, I chose to be kind and soft, and the trip of thinking about the cliff is inevitable.

Chu Zheng really hated this person's eternal peace and lack of disturbance.

It seemed that no matter how crazy, intense, and hysterical he was, he couldn't stir up any ripples in his heart.

Chu Zheng hugged Qiao Yiran even tighter, trying to draw warmth from this person: "Qiao Yiran, will you forget me?"

Qiao Yiran pondered for a while, and answered the question tactfully: "Although the memory of my Feng family is not as good as that of the Bai Ze family, it is not that bad."

What's more, in his previous life, he had never met someone as bold as Chu Zheng.

Naturally it was impressive.

Chu Zheng gritted his teeth bitterly: "You're lying again!"

Qiao Yiran really didn't understand how he cheated this big devil.

Chu Zheng didn't speak any more.

The brief encounter in youth ended with this person's cold refusal.

"Let's go, don't come here again."

"I don't welcome demons here."

Secretly falling in love with an impossible person, carefully hiding her despicable identity, stealing every minute and every second of joy, making herself feel like walking on eggshells.

In the end, being rejected is also to blame.

In Qiao Yiran's view, the muddy, embarrassed, and lying self should be too small to be worth mentioning in his memory.

Chu Zheng let out a long breath: "Qiao Yiran, marry me, I will give you my life."

Qiao Yiran tried to look at Chu Zheng's face in shock.

This madman!Know what he's talking about?

Chu Zheng saw the sudden change of color on Qiao Yiran's face, this person's calm appearance was finally broken by himself, and his eyes only looked at me.

Chu Zheng actually felt a little happy: "Okay, don't look at it, I just want to, can you control it?"

He had long thought that marrying him would definitely become an indelible stain in Qiao Yiranfeng Jiyue's life.

But if he could go back with the feat of killing the Lord of the Demon World—then the situation would be completely different.

I want to die at his hands.

It can be regarded as a worthy death.

The smile on Chu Zheng's face was full of childish joy. His eyes were clear and without any pretensions. It seemed that he really wanted to present the precious things to his beloved one wholeheartedly: "How is it? Do you like this great gift?" like?"

He happily kissed Qiao Yiran's lips: "Promise me. I can give you anything."

"Including my own life."

"Qiao Yiran, if you want to be a saint, I will help you."

Qiao Yiran firmly supported Chu Zheng's shoulder, he didn't know why Chu Zheng had such an idea.

Qiao Yiran's expression was solemn: "Chu Zheng, my pursuit of meritorious service is not as strong as you imagined, but I just want to be worthy of my heart."

"I don't need you to give me your life."

"I won't marry you either."

"You let me go back, and I can let the past go."

Chu Zheng's face darkened suddenly: "Then who do you want to marry?"

Qiao Yiran really doesn't know what Chu Zheng is thinking day by day: "There is no one now, the Feng family will only marry people who will stay together for a lifetime."

Chu Zheng thought of the sympathy that emerged in Qiao Yiran's chest, and felt that the jealousy in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

damn it!

Obviously I was the first person to meet him!

Chu Zheng raised his head, and kissed Qiao Yiran's face tenderly and preciously, but the whisper in his mouth was completely opposite and firm: "Qiao Yiran, give up, you can't leave. Unless I die, don't think about me Let you go."

"Since you toast and don't eat fine wine, don't blame me for being merciless."

Chu Zheng finally became ruthless, and the two icy immortal buckles struck instantly, causing the unsuspecting Qiao Yiran to be hit right at once.

Qiao Yiran's wrist was completely immobilized, and the feeling of being restricted made him angry: "Chu Zheng, you! What's the point of being so hard on others!"

Qiao Yiran quickly condensed the spiritual flame of his life into a thread, trying to break through the spiritual confinement, and the originally locked fairy buckle began to vibrate violently.

Chu Zheng's gloomy smile suppressed the madness: "Qiao Yiran, I have to force it, can you control it?"

"Yes, I'm despicable, I'm shameless, I'm a demon!"

Since no matter how much I compromise, I still can't win his heart.

Then I want to get his man!

The bright red wedding candles have already burned more than halfway, the candlelight is flickering, and the atmosphere is heating up.

After a brief struggle, Qiao Yiran had completely broken through the bondage of the immortal buckle, and the jade-cold magic weapon was shattered inch by inch.

But what was frightening was that, under this unscrupulous frontal impact, he felt as though it was no longer possible for him to restrain his throbbing emotions rationally.

The opponent's violent and gloomy eyebrows.

Thin lips that were as red as blood.

Crazy, desperate, passionate expressions.

Under the flickering candlelight, it shows a fatal attraction.

His kisses are also unimaginably sweet.

How crazy!