The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife

Chapter 696: Do You Miss Me?

Compared to Nangong Yu, her fellow apprentices were not even worth to hold her shoes.

If her Nalan Yurong wants to marry, she must marry such an outstanding person. Otherwise, how could she live up to her outstanding appearance and extraordinary qualifications?

Nalan Yurong was staring at Nangong Yu obsessively. When she saw him walking toward him quickly, her heart was wild with joy.

She secretly said, As expected, it’s that damn butler made a mistake about the person that King of Hell wants to propose. Isn’t he here to personally explain to me?

Thinking of this, Nalan Yurong’s cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly took a step forward and saluted Nangong Yu, “His Royal Highness King of Hell, I’m Nalan Yurong. After bidding farewell at the Qingming Peak that day, is King of Hell doing well after that?”

Nangong Yu was blocked, so he was very unhappy. He looked at the pretentious woman in front of him, and he said coldly, “Who are you?”

Nalan Yurong, who was still smiling, had her expression suddenly stiffened. It took a long time for her to pull out a smile to maintain her beautiful face, “Hehe, King of Hell really knows how to joke. I’m Yurong arh. I was at Qingming Peak the day before yesterday. It was King of Hell that you saved my life, and I have always remembered it since then…”

Nalan Yurong’s delicate voice was still sounding softly, but she suddenly found after talking for a long time that there was no one in front of him.

Nangong Yu didn’t remember who this woman was at all, and he didn’t have the patience to listen to her finish. He disappeared into the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Hexi.

Nangong Yu reached out and hugged the girl’s soft body into his arms, then let out a low sigh. He sighed close to her ear, “Xi’er, I really miss you. Did Xi’er miss me?”

In response to him, Hexi clasped his wrist, put his arm around her body, and pulled away the body hanging on her body.

The pure spiritual power was condensed into a single strand that penetrated into Nangong Yu’s wrist. It took only one round before Hexi’s expression changed.

She glared at Nangong Yu and asked with her eyes, “Didn’t you say that you will be fine? Why is it that more than a month has passed, and there are still internal wounds in your body?”

Although Nangong Yu’s spiritual power was already abundant, there were many blockages in the meridians, and his dantian had some signs of damage.

If one looked closely at his face, one will find that his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his expression was full of fatigue and haggard.

Nangong Yu was not annoyed when she stared at him. He grabbed her waist, rubbed her satin-like hair, and said aggrievedly: “Xi’er, you don’t miss me? I didn’t even sleep for a month just to see you soon!”

Hexi knew he was shameless, but when she heard the man’s coquettish murmur and saw the fatigue on his face, she still gave in. She felt even touched.

She took out a medicinal pill without a trace and stuffed it into Nangong Yu’s mouth. Only then Nangong Yu showed a satisfied smile.

Feeling the incredible and resentful gaze projected by Nalan Yurong, Hexi couldn’t help but sneered, “I didn’t expect King of Hell still likes to play the hero saves a beauty! How is it? Are you happy being admired by a beautiful woman? Is there someone else here who wants to offer herself to you?”

Nangong Yu looked at Hexi’s indifferent smile, and he suddenly felt stunned. He quickly explained as he by the heaven and sun as witness, “Xi’er, you can’t listen to others talking nonsense that wrong and wrong! I swear! I don’t even know this ugly woman! I didn’t even save her before. Xi’er, if you don’t believe it, you can ask Qing Long to testify!”