The half-blood little demon concubine of His Royal Highness

An ambiguous breath sprayed on her face, with some scratchy itch. After a chuckle, the warm softness slowly pressed against her lips, bit by bit, grinding, Ruohong only felt her face It was very hot, but he lost his strength when he wanted to move, so he could only silently accept the attack of that strange breath.

Well, why isn't it over yet?Can Sleeping Beauty wake up?Why can't you open your eyes, prince in my heart, what do you look like?Can you let the little demon take a breath?If you do this, you will suffocate to death!My God, I'm out of breath, and I'm about to suffocate my tears. Are you always breathless?

Could it be that tomorrow's headline in the fairy world is that a certain little demon was asked to kiss him and died of suffocation!My Holy Mother, although love is precious, the price of life is even higher.

At the moment when she was about to suffocate, she struggled violently and slapped the man on the cheek.Fresh air, I've never felt so precious to you!Breathing heavily, he turned over and continued to fall into a deep sleep.In the dream, Ruohong sat on the bed and looked at the hand he slapped, thinking of the disappearing prince, and lamenting the high-quality feel of that slap, such a real dream.

A fresh and bright color sprinkled on Ruohong's cheeks, she raised her hand to block the light in front of her eyes, opened her hazy eyes, and patted her hot cheeks, the scene of last night's dream was still deeply reflected in her mind.

Looking around, I saw a round figure curled up in a pile, squatting by the small river not far away, studying something.

With strong curiosity, he jumped over, patted Duoduo's cerebellum, followed his gaze, and saw a pair of exquisite human-shaped mud prints well preserved in the mud by the river, "Wow, who is so avant-garde and engages in behavior?" Art wow!"

Ruoyun clicked his tongue, carefully studying the imprint displayed in front of their eyes in a strange and twisted way, er, head, arms, limbs.

I can't help but sigh again, people's potential is infinite, and in this impoverished place, there will be such talented people.Even if it is modern, it can be regarded as entering the field of high-level art.Others usually press a handprint or something to indicate that a certain person came here for a visit and hereby commemorate something, and the old man directly took a picture of it, very good and very powerful!

Look at the delicate arc, look at the round nose hole, look at the sexy lip print here, oh, and that hip, it's really round.

However, Ruoxuan frowned and looked at her and Duoduo's two rows of footprints along the way. How did this man cross this vast and fertile land, take pictures of his beauty alive, and then drift away?She rubbed her chin, thinking for a long time, suddenly, the small light bulb above her head lit up, could it be that this is the legendary expert?Is it fantasy or martial arts?This is a question worth pondering.

"Duoduo, what are you doing?" Turning his head, he saw Duoduo sneaking around under the tree. Hearing Ruoyun's question, he scratched his head and said timidly, "Yesterday that person disappeared!"

At this time, Ruohong realized that there seemed to be a peerless young man missing here. She stood up suddenly and looked around, but there was no trace of that person!Sitting in the mud with a bang, frowning fiercely, it's so unkind, I didn't even thank him for saving his life, what should I say!She gave her her first kiss, she held her face, and fell into an uncontrollable shyness... Recalling the dream that made her blush and heartbeat last night, someone threw herself on the riverside, her shoulders trembling violently, following the slow Flowing water, a row of new willows quietly show their freshly drawn buds in the breeze.