After being loved by the perverted and yandere leader (20)

Yan Nange said this in a foolish tone, and after he finished speaking, he personally took off Jiang Ye's clothes one by one.

Jiang Ye has been dead for exactly half a month.

Although Xue Yi gave Jiang Ye a pill that could prevent Jiang Ye's body from rotting, Jiang Ye's body was still cold.

There were also some ugly corpse spots on his body.

Xue Yi said that although the medicine was miraculous, it could only delay time. After three months, Jiang Ye's body would be rotten and damaged, and he would have to be buried by then.

But Yan Nange seemed to be unable to hear anything.

During this period of time, he stayed in this underground room almost every day, in this place that was so cold and gloomy that no normal person could survive, and stayed by Jiang Ye's side day and night.

She even changes Jiang Ye's clothes every day.

Going crazy!

Xue Yi thinks so. The palace mistress will go crazy sooner or later.

Either he is crazy, or he wants to wait until Jiang Ye is buried and then the palace lady will be buried as well.

Xue Yi had no idea what to do. Apart from coming to deliver things to Yan Nange every day, Yan Nange would not allow him to stay any longer, let alone listen to him.

"Aye, when will you marry me?"

Yan Nange asked with a smile while helping Jiang Ye put on his clothes.

The only response he got was still deathly silence.

But Yan Nange, who was already used to this, could still continue talking to himself. His fingers slid across Jiang Ye's cold skin and whispered,

"You're sorry..."

"That's right, you are the most shameless person. You will definitely be embarrassed if I ask you to get married..."

As soon as Jiang Ye's soul entered the body, he vaguely heard a man's hoarse and cold voice coming from his ears.

Get married?

The corpse in the crystal coffin originally had some faint marks on its body, but at that moment, those marks suddenly disappeared miraculously.

And Jiang Ye's body temperature was gradually recovering.

Yan Nange, who was changing Jiang Ye's pants, suddenly froze.

At this moment, another familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came from below.

"Who said... ahem, who said I'm embarrassed to marry you?"

Yan Nange's eyes suddenly turned red. He raised his eyelashes in surprise and looked towards the man's face.

It's not an illusion.

Jiang Ye's eyes were wide open, and his beautiful black and white eyes looked at him without blinking, with a faint smile on the corners of his thin lips.

Like the first snow melting, everything blooms.

It took a long time before Yan Nange seemed to realize what he needed to do.

"Jiang Ye..."

Yan Nange buried his head in Jiang Ye's chest, holding his breath and listening to Jiang Ye's heartbeat.

Boom, boom, boom, one sound after another.

In addition to the heartbeat, Jiang Ye's chest was also filled with laughter.

"Palace Master Yan, you are really stupid. Even after all this, do you still think it's fake?"

After saying that, Jiang Ye raised his hand and pinched Yan Nange's cheek heavily, raised his eyebrows and looked at the man, "How is it, does it hurt?"

Yan Nange's stunned and surprised face curled up the corners of his lips at this moment. This was the first time Jiang Ye saw Yan Nange smiling so foolishly.

"You're back..."

The man said stupidly.

Jiang Ye was feeling at a loss whether to laugh or cry when suddenly, he couldn't help but shiver.

This is too damn cold.

Especially his legs!

[Of course, because you, the host, are not wearing pants. ]

Following Xiaoju's enthusiastic reminder, Jiangye suddenly sat up from the coffin and looked at his legs.

These legs are long, straight and white, very ornamental and beautiful.

But the problem is!

"Why aren't you wearing pants?"

Jiang Ye reacted, he glared at Yan Nange, and angrily scolded, "Yan Nange! Why don't you let me go even after I died?!"

He even eats the dead person's tofu. What a beast!

Is he going to rape the corpse or something? He even took off the pants!

…

After Jiang Ye came out of the underground coffin, he realized how much he had wronged Yan Nange.

After all, he couldn't imagine at the time that there were people in this world who would change the clothes of the dead every day.

Jiang Ye leaned helplessly on the big bed.

This is Yan Nange’s big bed. It is as luxurious as it can be, covered with sable fur and with sparkling night pearls placed at the head of the bed. This treatment is better than that of the emperor.

Just when Jiang Ye was bored, Xue Yi walked in from outside.

"Greetings, Madam Palace Master."

Xue Yi lowered his head and bowed.

Jiang Ye almost spit out a mouthful of salty soda.

"What Palace Master's Wife? Yan Nange is doing something unrealistic again."

Xue Yi was also very shameless, "The Palace Master requested this, there is really no other way. Not only me, but everyone in Wuxin Palace is required to call you Madam Palace Master when they see you."

Yan Nange is now a complete formalist.

I don't know why he cares about all this.

Jiang Ye shook his head helplessly. After a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched and he said, "That's not right. If that's the case, when the people in Wuxin Palace saw me, how would they know that I was..."

Reluctantly, Jiang Ye said those four words, "Madam Palace Master."

Yan Nange required Jiang Ye to wear a mask when he went out and not allow his appearance to be seen by others.

Under the pretext that he would be jealous.

In fact, it's just a strong possessiveness.

"Aren't you wearing a mask? Whenever I see someone wearing a mask, I know it's you, Madam Palace Master."

Jiang Ye couldn't help but roll his eyes. "It's impossible for me to be the only one wearing a mask in such a huge Wuxin Palace. What if someone else is ugly or something and also wears a mask..."

"The palace master has ordered that no one else is allowed to wear a mask."

Xue Yi's expression was one of laughter and sympathy.

"You don't know, there is a person in our Wuxin Palace who has several scars on his face and looks too ugly, so he deliberately wears a mask to cover his appearance."

"Because of the order from the Palace Master, that person had to take off his mask. He has been staying in his room for the past few days and dares not go out to see anyone."

Jiang Ye: I feel like I am filled with sin.

【Especially sins that are too popular.】

Xiaoju's mouth was so sweet that Jiang Ye's heavy mood couldn't help but improve.

He raised his hand and rubbed the cat in his arms.

The little daisy, which had parasitized on the little fox again, raised its chin in enjoyment and begged Jiangye to continue stroking it.

"You'd better be careful. The palace master has some psychological problems. I'm afraid he would be jealous of a cat."

Seeing that Jiang Ye was so nice to the little fox, Xue Yi couldn't help but remind him.

"It's okay. Doesn't Yan Nange like the little fox very much? How could he be jealous of the little fox?"

As he spoke, Jiang Ye puffed out his chest and said arrogantly,

"Besides, he's jealous, so what? Am I afraid of him?"

While Xue Yi and Jiang Ye were talking, a bright red figure suddenly walked in from outside the door.

Jiang Ye's arrogant look instantly wilted.

Not only that, he curled up in the quilt and lay on the bed, looking sick and pitiful.

[Host, you really know how to act!] Xiao Tongzi couldn't help but start boasting, and now everything he said was praising Jiang Ye.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Nange glanced at Jiang Ye before raising her eyes and looking at Xue Yi. There was an undisguised hint of disdain in her beautiful and elegant eyes.

Xue Yi broke out in a cold sweat and replied respectfully, "I am following the orders of the Palace Master to come and check on the health of the Palace Master's wife every day."

Ever since Jiang Ye came back to life from the coffin, Yan Nange has been worried about Jiang Ye's health, so he asked Xue Yi to check on Jiang Ye every day to make sure that Jiang Ye is in good health.

Yan Nange frowned unhappily, "So what problems did the examination find?"

Xue Yi: "...No, no."

Jiang Ye's body was amazing. Not only did he come back to life from the dead, but he was also completely fine.

"Since you have been checked and found to be fine, do you still need to come here every day?"

Yan Nange's dangerous and gloomy tone seemed as if he could eat someone without leaving any bones behind.

Xue Yi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Isn't this what you, Palace Master, asked me to do every day?

Yan Nange glanced at Xue Yi with disdain, "Don't come here anymore. I don't want to see you and A Ye alone anymore. It's really annoying."

Xue Yi said that it was really difficult for him.

"Yes, I'll obey your command." He doesn't want to come here every day!

After responding to Yan Nange's words, Xue Yi took his leave and left the palace.

…

After Jiang Ye and Yan Nange were the only ones left in the hall, Yan Nange's complexion recovered a little.

He sat beside the bed and took off the mask on Jiang Ye's face.

"You...what did you do when you went out just now?"

Jiang Ye raised his head and looked at Yan Nange, with a hint of confusion in his black and white eyes.

During this period of time, Yan Nange would leave him for an hour or two from time to time, but he never took the initiative to tell him what to do.

Yan Nange raised the corners of his lips. He leaned down and stared at Jiang Ye below him. His eyes raised a charming and sexy arc. His voice was magnetic and hoarse.

"Give me a kiss and I'll tell you."

The corner of Jiang Ye's mouth twitched.

"…As if I didn't ask."

Yan Nange's face suddenly turned sullen. He gritted his teeth and bit Jiang Ye's slender and white neck, rubbing Jiang Ye's fragile and sensitive parts with his teeth.

"Aye, you really have no conscience."

Because Yan Nan Ge was very close to him, Jiang Ye sniffed and easily smelled a scent of blood from Yan Nan Ge's body.

Jiang Ye was so smart that he quickly realized what Yan Nange was doing.

"Seeking revenge?"

Yan Nange wiped out the Jiang family and walked out stepping on the corpses of so many people in the Jiang family. The upright people in the martial arts world will definitely not let Yan Nange go.

Yan Nange rubbed the fragility of Jiang Ye's neck, and couldn't help but move his teeth down and bite Jiang Ye's collarbone.

He replied quietly, "Yeah."

"Those people came to collect debts and overestimated their own capabilities."

Although Yan Nange said this, after all, they were outnumbered and Jiang Ye couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Are you injured?"

No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible for him not to get hurt.

Yan Nange suddenly paused while kissing Jiang Ye. The man slowly raised his head, staring at him with his dark pupils, and said with a slight movement of his lips, "Yes."

Jiang Ye's heart suddenly weighed heavily.

"Where?"

The man grabbed Jiang Ye's hand.

Jiang Ye looked at Yan Nange on his body in confusion.

Yan Nange held Jiang Ye's hand, slowly placed it on a certain part of his body, and pressed it tightly.

The voice was indescribably sexy and hoarse, "It seems to be broken here."

"Aye, do you want to give it a try?"

Jiang Ye's face started to heat up instantly, and his fingertips shrank.

No rejection.

"Yeah... OK."