The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Beichen Ying released Mo Yunfeng, then pulled Su Luo and Zi Yan along and was just about to walk out.

“I order you guys to halt!” Now, Mo Yunfeng had finally returned to his senses, and he hurriedly called them to a stop. At the same time, with quick action, he covered Mo Yunqing well with a quilt.

“What? Second Young Master Mo, are you really going to kill people in order to silence them?” Beichen Ying arrogantly turned around, both hands crossed over his chest, looking down with a ghost of a smile as he raised an eyebrow.

Mo Yunfeng’s face was stiff, so dark that water almost dripped out. However, he had no choice but to explain: “Just now, that matter, you guys misunderstood. Just now, I…was helping Qing’er to heal a wound.” New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novęlfire.net

Beichen Ying’s face was full of a very dubious smile: “Oh, heal a wound ah. Right, right, we all understand.”

Finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Mo Yunfeng had no choice but to hurriedly pull him to a stop. If Mo Yunfeng let him go right now, the misunderstanding would forever be unable to be explained clearly.

“The place where Qing’er was wounded is relatively unusual, as a result, it would seem…like that?” Mo Yunfeng gave them a look saying ‘you guys understand right’.

Beichen Ying nodded his head, his face was serious and deadpan as he said: “Okay, okay, we all understand.”