Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 327 I'm Wronged 2
They're in that blah blah now, why doesn't she react as violently to herself as before?
Really, are you tired of him?

Thinking of this, Xue Mo immediately lost interest and retreated from her body before venting.

Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "It's finally over, I'm exhausted."

When Xuemo heard this sentence, his heart ached, he put on his clothes silently, and seeing Xiaoxiao ignored her, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again, the grievance and pain in Xuemo's heart. . .

Silently returned to their home, silently looked at the sky in the yard for a day, and silently returned to the room.

On this day, he didn't eat anything.

The next day, he called Xue'er and Liu'er, and said to them with a cold face and a cold tone, "Is this king ugly now?"

Xue'er and Liu'er glanced at each other, what happened to Wang?How could such a question be asked? He is a beautiful man who is overwhelmed by the country, how could he be ugly?

"Wang, your appearance is indeed the most beautiful man in the world."

Xuemo sighed, stretched out her hand to rub the center of her eyebrows, "Then, is my body not as good-looking as before?"

The two looked at each other again, and in the inexplicable eyes of both sides, Xue'er said, "Wang, your body, your body is unmatched by all men."

When Wang was bathing before, she saw Wang Jianmei's body.

It is as clear and smooth as jade, but also fit and handsome, which is enough to form a fatal attraction for every woman.

Xuemo glanced at them sadly, stretched out her slender fingers to touch her lips, and sighed faintly, "Xue'er, go and bring me the bronze mirror."

They must be lying, they must be lying to themselves, if he is still as beautiful as before, how could his Xiang'er not like him.

The bronze mirror was brought over, the picture was not clear, but the beautiful face in the mirror could be vaguely seen.

The so-called beauties.Flowers are the appearance, birds are the sound, the moon is the god, willows are the form, jade is the bone, ice and snow are the skin, autumn water is the posture, and poetry is the heart.

Xuemo is such a beauty.

(End of this chapter)