Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

"Qing Er, I can't walk any more. You can't ignore me." Face? What kind of food is it? It can't be eaten. Compared with her own women, it can't be compared at all. What do you want to do? "Qing er... Qing er... Qing er..."

Then, after seeing Murong Fengqing take a look at him, when he turns around to leave, he immediately wails like a soul. Listening to Murong Fengqing, he really has goose bumps. He feels that if it goes on like this, he really wants to call the ghost.

"That's enough for you. Shut up!" Murong Fengqing is impatient to drink at Gu Wujue. What is his face? He can do such a thing without a lower limit. He doesn't want to be shameful. She wants it. She doesn't want to see people outside the next day.

Murong wind tilt turn around, really let the lonely mouth stop, then is pitifully blinking that long and thin cold black eyes.

"I'm afraid of you!" Murong Feng scratched her hair. If this guy started to tangle up, it would be OK. But this time, this guy was there, like a wandering soul, and a wild ghost was howling. She would not have to be a human in this dragon family all night long. "Get up!"

Put her hand in front of the lonely man and give him a hand. Not only did she look bad, but also she spoke fiercely. She really convinced this shameless bastard.

Seeing the sufferings in front of him, the solitary Wujue sitting on the ground gathered his eyes and concealed his satisfaction. It's really useful to play a rogue. Why didn't he think of it before! Sure enough, you can't love face too much. Only when you let your face out can you achieve your goal.

Even if Murong Fengqing's face is blacker than charcoal, and his tone is stinky. He doesn't have a good face, but he is willing. He will be willing to change slowly in the future.

"Good!" It's lonely to hold Murong Fengqing's tiny hand. The original sad face is replaced by the happiness of satisfaction. The sexy lips outline an extremely beautiful radian, and the smile is brighter than the stars in the sky.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!" The smile of loneliness almost dazzled my eyes, and even my heart beat faster. This is really a monster. Even if you have such a beautiful face, you still need to smile and beat. Most damned of all, she almost lost her soul just now. If people knew that she was bewildered by the male sex, there was no need to mix.

"Qing'er, this happiness is about to smile. Are you satisfied with my smile and face?" As if he knew what Murong Fengqing thought, he laughed for a while. It seems that not only women's beauty is useful for men, but also men's beauty is useful for women. In the future, he will have more money.

"What a satisfaction!" He was tickled in his heart by the lonely laughter, as if the feather had slipped through his heart. That kind of crispy, numb feeling made people feel powerless and floating, which made Murong Fengqing not adapt to it. No, it didn't feel very good. It seemed that people were not controlled by themselves, and almost lost their sense.

"Woman, can't learn so hooligan." It seems that all the strength of her body depends on her. Hearing Murong Feng's rude words, she bit her attractive and lovely little earlobe, and immediately felt the sensitive stiffness of her little body.