Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Jun Heng's dignified place rested in Fu Yue's bedroom. He had no divine power, and even a young immortal in the heavens could cure him to death. From the original high heaven's way to such a little pitiful.

But seeing Jun Heng's appearance, he didn't feel aggrieved, let alone regret it.

He is so sweet.

"Yue'er, take good care of me..." He half leaned against Fu Yue, hugged from behind, hugged the woman in his arms tightly, his chin rested on her shoulders, and his thin lips felt cool. , Leaving a light kiss after another.

The whispering between lovers, the ears and ears, did not make Fu Yue feel repulsive.

Jun Heng's kiss is the same as his.

Cool and thin, and hot.

During this period of time, because of the loss of Junheng's divine power, Fu Yue has not been fierce or scolded at him, for fear that this beauty will break like a glass doll.

The consequence of indulging is--

This man has an inch.

Jun Heng pestered her for a long time, and Fu Yue really pushed him away because she couldn't bear it.

Too indulgent.

This is not possible.

Fu Yue looked away expressionlessly, buckled the belt with her fingers, and patted the hand that the other party was holding again, like a scum who turned her face and didn't recognize anyone.

"You should cultivate hard now, your divine power is gone, if it weren't for this innate divine body, you wouldn't have lived for a few years at all!"

The silver-haired beauty was pushed away. He was lying on the couch, with a pair of dark eyes reflecting a little bit of water. He gently curled the corners of his lips at her, smiling gently and a little shy.

"I'm just practicing."

Double cultivation... also cultivation.

His eyes are so beautiful, the water inside is like apricot blossom and light rain, squishy, ​​and the meaning of the beauty is still in the eyes.

Fu Yue: "..." You shamelessly.

Jun Heng has changed.

It became more and more difficult to say, and there was no skin and no face. Look at him now, where is the coldness and self-sufficiency of half a minute.

I've been messing around with Jun Heng these days, and my affairs have been wasteful.

Beauty is difficult.

She was so entangled that she didn't know what year it was, and she had forgotten her identity and her responsibilities a long time ago. Until someone came to her, she could hardly remember that she was still the law enforcement **** in the heavens.

Fu Yue was silent.

She may seem to have not dealt with government affairs for a long time.

"..."

He squeezed a tactic and arranged his clothes, and Fu Yue took a look at the messy beauty in the temple's underwear.

See what you have done!

These days...it's ridiculous.

Jun Heng got up slowly, then walked slowly in front of Fu Yue, closed the door obediently, locked himself in the palace, and seemed very happy to be the hidden wife.

Jinwu Cangjiao... why not happy?

The man's thin, scarlet lips curled up slightly, and he leaned against the door, stretched out his slender fingers to touch his lips, his eyes flashed with satisfaction and happiness.

During this period, the beauty seems to be stolen.

So unreal.

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"My lord, do you know what the rumors from the outside are like? They all said, they all said you..."

He hesitated, seemingly scrupulous.

Fu Yue glanced at this person, this person was a fairly loyal subordinate under her, "Just say it, don't hesitate."

The man gritted his teeth and said, "The outside world is rumored that adults are addicted to beauty and have no interest in heaven. This rumor is full of rumors. There are noses and eyes. Many gods are already dissatisfied with this..."

It was quiet for a while, and what he heard was a clear sneer.

"Dissatisfied? They are also dissatisfied with this seat?"

Fu Yue sneered.

What emerged in his mind was Jun Heng's stunning face.

Such a beauty... it really is a disaster.

But those gods have the turn to make irresponsible remarks?

However, these guesses don't know that the beauty she is addicted to is Jun Heng. After all, the way of heaven is so powerful in the six realms that he will not dare to talk about him if he gives those gods a hundred courage.