Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

Sikong Yunfan spoke up. After saying this, he squatted and sat on the seat next to Huangpu.

When I heard the words of Si Kongyun, the deep peach blossoms of Huangpu 眸 first flicked, and then the lips opened.

"The big thing in the capital!? Are you referring to the flower thief??"

The opening of Huangpu Temple is a question, but it is very positive.

Sikong Yunfan heard the words and immediately nodded.

"Isn't it?? Today, early in the morning, I heard about it. It is said that the flower thief, the martial arts high-powered, had committed crimes in various places before. So far, no one can still take him. What's even more strange is that no one has seen his true face, but it made me curious. It is said that the flower thief has no face mask every time, and those women who have been victimized should see his Lushan. The purpose of the truth, why haven’t you said anything about him so far! Auntie, don’t you think it’s weird!?”

Sikong Yunfan opened his face, and he was a bit confused and curious.

Wen Yan said that Huangpu 珏 first slowly put down the brush in his hand, his brows are slightly stunned, and he is also taking a bit of exploration.

"As you said, this matter is indeed awkward. If the flower thief committed a crime every time, he never weared a mask. Why didn't anyone see his true face?? No, he is blindfolded by the women's eyes. Still, stun the women! Or, bring the victims to the dark, so no one has seen his true face!?"

For the doubts of Huangpu, Sikong Yunfan nodded immediately.

"Neither is nor, your doubts, I have asked carefully before, however, as far as I know, the flower thief, every time he committed a crime, did not confuse those women, nor brought them to the dark, I have never fainted those women. It’s only time for those women, none of them, to be able to tell the appearance of the flower thief..."

At the end of the day, Sikong Yunfan’s doubts were deeper.

"I grew up so big, I heard this kind of thing for the first time! It’s an interest, so come here today, come to you!"

When I heard the words of Sikong Yunfan, Huangpu 伸 first reached out and gently pinched the citron on the side, and gently sipped a bit, only to speak quietly.

"This king is not available, you have not seen it, this king still has a lot of folds to deal with!?"

Huangpu’s opening, after saying this, is like thinking of something, lips open, said.

"Moreover, this flower thief has been handed over to the government, and the people of the government have handled it, so you and I don't have to worry about it."

After saying this, Huangpu’s slender hand, once again holding up the brush, a pair of plans to continue to read the appearance of the fold.

However, Huangpu's brush was just put up, and was immediately taken away by Sikong Yunfan.

"I said, aunt, you guy, how can you have a little curiosity?? Also, after you return to Beijing, the whole day, not in the dynasty, is to read the book in the study, you are so bored. If you continue this way, in less than a few years, you will become a little old man. I also heard that your little king, you are no longer entangled with you like before! Or, look at you like a Little old man, so no interest in you!?"

Sikong Yunfan spoke, and in the end, it was even more ambiguous.

Wen Yan, Huangpu's brow is not a glimpse.

Little old man! ?

He is quite strange to this word.

Today, he is like a little old man! ?

Maybe it is! ?

After all, now, he is no longer the time of the year.

I thought that in the past, he was very cynical, cynical, and countless women, the most chic.

However, since leaving the little woman, he felt that his entire world has become uninteresting.

In the whole day, in addition to his work, he is a job, and his time is full every day.

Because, as long as this is the case, he will have no time to miss the little girl.

He was afraid, afraid that he would just calm down, full of mind and heart, the figure of the little girl...

The feeling that I can't get, when the vacuum is empty, it makes him sad, fear...

Thinking of this, the Huangpu 珏 black 眸 眸 一 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

Compared with Huangpu, who was lost in the face, Sikong Yunfan saw this, the refined face, first of all, a slight glimpse, then, understand what it is like, the black scorpion first flashed slightly, my heart sighed.

This man, I am afraid I am thinking of the woman he can't get but loves! ?

This man, why bother! ?

Thinking of this, Sikong Yunfan first sighed slightly, but his face, but did not show it, but the big hand stretched out, pulled up the Huangpu 坐在 sitting there, his lips hooked, and smiled.

"Well, auntie, let's go out today, I invite you to go to the flower house to drink! Go!"

Sikong Yunfan spoke up. After saying this, and regardless of whether Huangpu’s answer did not agree, he took Huangpu’s shoulder and pulled Huangpu out...

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As night falls, the Chinese lanterns hang high.

Above the main street of Beijing, there are still people coming and going, and the traffic is soaring.

It’s just that, compared to the past, there are a lot of women who go out.

Even if a woman goes out, most of them are covered with veil to cover their own appearance, lest they will be remembered when they see their true appearance.

If it is in the past, Ye Zuo Zuo, come out, see this, I will certainly be confused.

Only now, after hearing about the flower thief, Ye Zuo Zuo knows it.

After all, the deeds of the flower thief spread throughout the capital in one day.

Today, everyone in the streets and lanes is talking about the story of this flower thief.

A little girl who is a little bit worried about fear.

Even an older aunt will be more vigilant than before, constantly looking left and right, and air defense will be remembered by the flower thief.

Looking at the women on the street, each one has a sincere and fearful look, as if a bird is only a scared bird, and Ye Zuo Zuo feels funny, but it is also true.

After all, in this conservative dynasty, chastity is more important to a woman than her own life.

It is no wonder that these women will be like this.

However, thinking about my own task tonight, Ye Zuo Zuo Zuo, is a little more vigilant.

The so-called six-way ear listens to all directions.

Every step of the left and left leaves of the leaves, from time to time, pay attention to the look of the men around, to see if there is a flower thief in it.

However, Ye Zuo left on the street for so long, but she disappointed her.