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Chapter 202

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The Yama Lord's gloomy eyes fell on her pink lips. Seeing her moist lips blossom into a devilish smile, he couldn't help but feel his heart stir.

He looked at her teasing expression and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I feel like I can't bear to let go."

Hearing this, Fengjiu, who originally wanted to tease him, twitched her mouth. Seeing his handsome face getting closer and closer, she fiercely broke free from his hand and jumped up. She retreated from his side and stared at him vigilantly with a face full of anger.

"Yama Lord, I'm not gay! Even if you want to harm me, you can't harm me! I'm still young! I'm only fifteen years old, I'm just a flower bud waiting to bloom. I can't withstand your devastation. "

Outside the door, Ying Yi heard this and nodded with tears in his eyes. He thought to himself, "That's right, that's right. Master, even if you're gay, you can't pick this boy!" What's so good about this brat? He's crafty, strange, and disfigured. If you really like him, it's not you who's going to ruin him, it's him who's going to ruin you!

Hearing his words, a few black lines appeared on Yama Lord's forehead.

Love of men and women? Who said he's gay? What kind of nonsense is this woman thinking all day long?

Seeing her face full of fear and wariness, his heart gradually calmed down. He relaxed his expression and looked at the woman with a face full of annoyance. His voice was cold and carried a bit of gritting teeth.

"You're thinking too much, I don't have any bad habits."

When he said this, would Fengjiu believe him? The answer, of course not!

So, as she moved out, she smiled and said, "Actually, I also think that you don't have any bad habits. Ying Yi also said that you're definitely a good-looking and useful man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten you two beauties at once, right?"

Hearing this, Ying Yi, who was outside the door, burst into tears. "I say, little ancestor, can you not drag me into everything you say?"

The Lord of Hell did not move from his seat. His finger tapped the edge of the table from time to time. He watched as the woman took small steps to the door and ran out of the room.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb the Yama Lord's rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already disappeared without a trace.

"Ying Yi."

Hearing his master calling him from inside the room, Ying Yi braced himself and walked in: "Mas, master."

"You told her that I want you to bring two women to serve me in bed?" Yama Lord's eyes fell on Ying Yi with a faint smile, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"This subordinate, this subordinate met the Ghost Doctor at the pavilion. He asked, this subordinate just, just …" Cold sweat the size of beads seeped out from his forehead, and he couldn't even speak properly.

"Maybe you want to stay in the Cool Breeze Gang for a few days?"

Hearing this, Ying Yi's face turned pale, and he knelt down with a thump: "Master, this subordinate, this subordinate will not do it again!"

"Leave! If there's a next time, I won't forgive you! "He waved his hand, indicating that Ying Yi should leave.

"Yes." Ying Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up to leave.

After he left, he couldn't help but frown when he thought of how that woman avoided him like he was a snake. He touched his chin and thought to himself: Could it be that she doesn't like my appearance?

It shouldn't be. He was very confident in his appearance. But, if that's the case, why didn't that woman buy it?

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