The Demonic Son-in-Law's 100 Transformations: The Demonic Him

  His thin lips curled up, this smile made Qian Yu Xian think of the thousand-year-old snow fox, and a bad premonition rose in Qian Yu Xian's heart. Yan Yi Mo's eyes looked ahead, opening his mouth lightly:

  "Take a bath and change clothes."

  Qian Yu's intuition rose with a bad premonition, suspiciously looking at the thin lips lightly hooked in a smile, the elegant words of Yang, this man was thinking what really couldn't be guessed, staying by his side didn't have any sense of security! Even privacy was often pierced by him.

  Very soon, Yan Yi carried Qian Yu Xian to a small wooden house in a mountain villa. Yan Yi tiptoed and held Qian Yu Xian without leaving for a moment. As soon as he stepped into the small wooden house, before Qian Yu Xian could carefully examine the structure of the house, there was a sudden sound of the door closing behind him. Qian Yu Xian was startled and immediately turned back to look, only to see that the gate had already been closed.

  "What are you doing closing the door?" Senya frowned, starting to think in a bad direction. What is he doing closing the door? What does he want to do? Taking a bath and changing clothes? That means taking a shower, so why did he close the door? What does he want to do to me?!

  Yan Yifeng glanced at Qianyuxian, her ink-like eyes seeming to have already seen through her thoughts. The corner of her mouth curled up as she said in a playful tone, "What do you say?"

  Qian Yu Xian widened her bright and clear big eyes, what does it mean? What am I saying? He wouldn't really think...!

  "Let me go!" thought Senya, who was being held by Yan Yi, and she started to struggle, twisting her body to try to break free from his arms. "Let me go!"

  Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her bright and clean face pretending to be puzzled, her ink-like eyes looking at Qianyu Xian who was desperately twisting his body, asking:

  "What's wrong?"

  Qian Yu Xian was taken aback for a moment, and I thought to myself, how dare you ask me what's wrong?

  Qian Yu's face turned red as she pushed against Yan Yi's chest, her voice soft and weak. "Let me go first, we can talk things over."

  Her eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and she lowered her head to gaze at Qian Yu's standard melon-seed face with a puzzled expression. The snow-white jade on her forehead touched Qian Yu's forehead, bringing a cool sensation. Her ink-colored eyes looked straight into Qian Yu's bright eyes, filled with puzzlement and a hint of playful teasing that was hard to detect. Her thin lips parted slightly, and her voice was as soft and elegant as a piano, like a gentle stream flowing in, refreshing and intoxicating:

  "Xian'er, what's wrong?"

  Qian Yu Xian gazed at the man in front of her, who looked like a celestial being, and swallowed hard. Her standard melon-seed-shaped face flushed with a hint of pink. Qian Yu Xian made an effort to shift her gaze away, forcing herself not to look at this demon-like man. She looked up at the wooden hut's roof and stretched out her pale jade hand to gently push Yan Yi:

  "You, you first, stay away from me."

  His pale face, with a hint of loneliness, was illuminated by the afternoon sun, and his clear and white complexion was reflected in Qian Yu's bright eyes, causing her originally pink cheeks to deepen into a crimson red. Yan Yi's voice, as gentle and pure as a piano, intentionally lowered, carrying a low, magnetic quality unique to men:

  "Xian'er, what's wrong with you?"

  Yan Yi raised his slender white hand from under his white robe and gently stroked Qian Yu's rosy cheek, his thin lips slightly curled up as he asked in a lowered voice, "Why is your face so red?"

  Qian Yu Xian could no longer bear it, and with great force pushed away Yan Yi who was embracing her. After struggling free from Yan Yi's arms, she retreated several steps and began to breathe heavily, almost... almost falling for that demon's beauty trap! If so, her lifelong reputation would be ruined!

  Yan Yifeng couldn't help but laugh at the little girl who had just escaped from her arms and took a few steps back, panting heavily, her thin lips curled up in a sly smile.

  Qian Yu Xian raised her hand to touch her bright red cheeks, damn it, why was she so hot? Thinking of Qian Yu Xian's sparkling eyes, she glanced at the corner of her eye and saw Yan Yi laughing very mischievously. Qian Yu Xian bit her rose-like red lips, took a few deep breaths, looked at Yan Yi, trying hard to ignore Yan Yi's mischievous expression, her voice was unnatural:

  "You're so casual about entering other people's homes, aren't you afraid others will call you a thief? You've ruined the good image of our country!"