Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)

Yao Ye said, with a sad face. He came forward suddenly—

"However, Xiao Ge'er, do you really want to marry the emperor? Don't you think about me? I can do laundry, cook, and warm the bed..."

"Okay, laundry, cooking, bed warming, etc., leave it to someone who suits you in the future—" Feng Chuge's lips twitched violently, interrupting Yaoye's words.

Yao Ye's eyes dimmed a bit again, then she curled her lips, seeming to be joking again, "I really have no vision, I put such a good man in front of you, and you turn a blind eye..."

Yaoye turned over and jumped off the tree. "However, Xiao Geer, since you insist on marrying him, then marry him. However, if he dares to bully you in the future, you must tell me!!"

"I won't bully her..." A deep voice came from a distance, and immediately, that black figure flew towards him from the sky not far away.

With his back to the sun, his black body seemed to be shrouded in dots of golden light.

The black hair is tied into a crown, and the robe is flying.

The face was broad and angular, with a sculptural beauty. The bridge of the nose and lips were red and charming, and the curve of the chin was perfectly curved, as if the essence of the world had gathered in him.

He flew straight there, and when he landed, he held Feng Chuge tightly in his arms.

All movements are as natural as clouds and flowing water. It was also done in one go, without sloppiness at all.

Di Juechen raised his eyes and looked at Yaoye. He has handsome sword eyebrows, and his deep black pupils are like a silent sea under white clouds, quiet and deep, but full of coldness and chill, "What are you here for?"

Seeing Di Juechen like this, Yao Ye pulled her lips.

"Look at my little song, what's wrong?"

"Your?" Di Juechen raised his eyes, and there was a deep and dangerous look in his eyes.

"Not yet married, it means that I still have a chance!" Yao Ye raised her head not to be outdone, and looked directly at Di Juechen.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two of them flashed like thunder and lightning, and they were very restless.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful airflow rose from around Di Juechen...

Yao Ye's pupils narrowed slightly, and then smiled. "Okay, Emperor, I'm joking with you. You said that you are usually quite rational, but why did you become so dull and reckless when you came to Xiao Ge'er?"

That's right, it seems that as long as there is something about Feng Chuge, Di Juechen will become less stubborn.

He doesn't allow anyone to touch her, doesn't allow anyone to hurt her...

Beside, Feng Chuge also slightly raised his lips and smiled. She chuckled and looked at Di Juechen twice. "He was joking with you."

At this point, the corners of the mouth slowly evoked a strange and evil smile, and the face that was already extremely handsome suddenly bloomed like a golden lotus, and it was extremely glamorous.

Turning his head, Di Juechen looked at Feng Chuge, paused every word, and said firmly, "You are mine—"

"Well, I'm yours." Feng Chuge raised the corners of her lips lightly, nodded, and looked happy.

Yao Ye watched from the side and shook her head lightly.

He liked Feng Chuge, and after knowing that Feng Chuge and Di Juechen were going to get married, his heart felt like it was torn apart. Those words just now, although they sound like a joke, are also his sincere words.

However, looking at Feng Chuge's contented and happy appearance now, Yao Ye can only bless them.

Yao Ye loosened her hands tightly on both sides, and then took out a whistle from her bosom...