Chapter 142 Are you really in love with him?
These words struck everyone's heart, bringing out a different bitter taste.
Qi Ye's half-closed eyes slightly opened, and under the faint blue light, his handsome face was clearly bright and dark:
"What we owe her, we will repay her a thousandfold.
But who are you to judge us here?"
The green eyes were cold and gloomy, like the most venomous snake, refusing to give an inch:
"You're the self-proclaimed queen with your childish tricks?"
Chi Che's smile remained unchanged: "Self-proclaimed?"
"Didn't you hear how she called me just now?"
As he spoke, his deep, lazy eyes narrowed slightly, as if savoring something, his voice extremely gentle:
"She called me—Queen."
Cang Lin couldn't help but sneer, with contempt in his eyes:
"To get you away, she even endured the disgusting act of calling you that. This is also making things difficult for my designated guide."
His voice has always been rich and full of magnetism, as if it vibrates from his chest, carrying with it the calmness of a superior.
No matter what the words are, the tone of voice is extremely persuasive.
Chi Che's eyes did not move. Although he was unhappy about the words "designated guide" in his heart, he did not show it on his face.
Lazily glanced at the man with golden eyes, and curled the corners of his mouth:
"That's also called, how she called you...
'The sentry'? "
Cang Lin frowned slightly, thinking of Chi Wan's cold way of addressing him. The curve of his chest rose and fell a little more imperceptibly, and his golden eyes darkened.
Chen Yu couldn't listen any longer: "It's just a name. Wanwan touched me, twice."
This time it’s not just Chi Che.
Qi Ye and Cang Lin also looked at him with extremely cold eyes.
Chen Yu leaned back in his seat, his smile bright but not reaching his eyes:
"Instead of arguing here, why don't you go work on your chest muscles?"
Cang Lin was furious. Thinking of what the mechanical evil spirit had done, he showed it off out of spite:
"Touch her breasts? Haha, she locked me in her room and tortured me for the whole day."
This time, Shen Yu and Qi Ye looked at him almost at the same time.
Many of them looked puzzled.
Does this count?
Chi Che narrowed his eyes.
He didn't know that Chi Wan had such a past with them. He was extremely jealous, and envy grew wildly like a vine.
Touching the chest muscles again...
Locked in the room and tortured for a whole day...
How was he tortured? Where was he tortured? Did he see everything he should and shouldn't have seen?
The more I think about it, the more mixed feelings I feel.
The hand holding the star screen almost crushed it, but a faint smile still hung on his face, pretending to be magnanimous:
"As her queen, I'll have plenty of time for her to touch from now on."
"Touching her day and night will eventually make her get used to the feel of my hands."
…
When Sixteen walked in again, he was almost forced back by the extremely oppressive mental power of the four super SSS-level sentinels.
He coughed softly and endured the discomfort in his body. The sloth's extraordinary insensitivity played its greatest advantage at this moment.
He approached Chi Che and whispered, "The emperor is back."
Seeing Chi Che stand up, Sixteen looked at the other three very sensibly:
"Do you need to stop..."
Chi Che gave Sixteen a look and he lowered his head without asking any more questions.
Indeed, they couldn't possibly stop three super SSS-level warriors.
The sky was getting dark at this moment.
The main force is preparing to leave the contaminated area.
When they walked out of the spaceship, they saw Chi Wan sitting on the Cheetah with Qiao Lang, talking and laughing.
The twilight sky became her backdrop, the silver light was gorgeous and she was as beautiful as a goddess.
"It's time to go home."
A slender jade-like hand stretched out, and Chi Che said in a clear voice:
"My emperor."
The cheetah was more than two meters tall. Chi Wan looked at the hand that was extended to her, but before she could move, the silver snake gently wrapped up her body and placed it on the ground.
Qi Ye gently gathered the hair around her ears:
"We've booked the largest hotel on Planet Tal and reserved the most comfortable room for you."
The touch of his fingertips seemed to be electric, and Chi Wan took a step back.
Like a gentle trap, it surrounded her.
She lowered her head to avoid the gazes of the approaching people, mumbling:
"I'll find a hotel myself."
"sixteen."
"queen."
Sixteen stepped forward respectfully and asked, "Are you going to buy all the hotels on Planet Tal?"
Throwing his clean black robe over the bloodstained combat uniform, Chi Che said in a tender voice:
"It depends on which one the emperor likes."
Almost despicable means.
Because of the interstellar nature, compared to Chi Che, the other people are naturally at a disadvantage in terms of connections and money.
Chi Wan looked at Chi Che, met his deep, dark eyes, and placed her hand in his palm as if in compromise. Her low voice was a little soft due to fatigue, which tickled people's hearts:
"Can you please go back soon? I'm a little tired..."
She just wanted to find a place to sleep.
Anywhere is fine, as long as it's quiet.
But when other people saw this action, it was so intimate that it made their eyes red.
Blatant partiality and unhesitating choice.
It was just like the most ordinary daily interactions between a loving couple who had been married for a long time.
Qi Ye's throat felt like it was blocked and his heart was surging with pain.
Jealousy is like a swamp, swallowing up all delusions.
But the bony hand restrained and unwillingly grasped the white wrist:
"Wanwan, are you really in love with him?"
The voice had long lost its former calmness. It was like a noble jade sculpture being thrown down from a great height. It was so sad and cold that she could not ignore it.
Chi Wan paused and looked sideways at those deep green eyes.
Cang Lin was so angry that he left, his lonely figure disappeared into the thick fog and could not be seen clearly.
Chi Che glanced at the few people who were extremely difficult to get rid of, and an unconcealable coldness appeared in his eyes.
Qiao Lang, who had long since stopped disturbing the troops and left, took one last look and shook his head silently.
Having so many men is really a hassle, but luckily she only has one little one.
"I……"
Chi Wan's face was wrinkled; she just wanted to take a nap.
Shen Yu's voice and his body approached unexpectedly.
He bent down to look at her, his slightly red amber eyes filled with water beneath his white hair.
"Since ancient times, no emperor has ever chosen only one wife. Emperor Wanwan, please take me with you."
As he spoke, facing two cold gazes, his phoenix eyes smiled:
"Any position is fine, but being your personal valet would be best."
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