Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

She put down the watermelon in her hand and stood up with unpredictable fear and confusion about the future in her eyes.

Xia Qingluo is a master who would rather kill a thousand wrong than let one go.

She looked at longfeiyu with a complicated look. She mobilized her spiritual consciousness and told all the spiritual creatures in King Qin's house to protect and pay attention to the girl's whereabouts.

If there is anything unusual, be sure to inform her in time.

After the command, Xia Qingluo still flashed over the trees like a green light.

It's so weird.

Now yunqingrang is not in the palace. She really doesn't know who to digest.

When Xia Qingluo was hiding on the tall osmanthus tree, she remembered Nangong Li.

Because she hasn't given him anything.

Xia Qingluo turned around and went to the northwest.

The nangongli is really in the mansion this time.

It's just at the lotus pond in his house.

Dressed in bright red clothes, he leaned lazily against the railing of the octagonal pavilion. Next to the pavilion, there was a osmanthus tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

At this time of the season, sweet scented osmanthus is in full bloom.

The branches of sweet scented osmanthus stopped at nangongli's shoulder.

Nangong Li held a pot of peach blossom wine in his hand, looked up slightly and drank soundly.

This situation, this scene, unspeakable wind flows to the bone.

Xia Qingluo stood not far away and looked at Nangong Li.

That night's words echoed in my ears again.

"If I had known today, I wouldn't let you leave xiaoqingqiu. Luo Luo, I really regret it..."

Xia Qingluo remembers clearly.

She squeezed the glass ball in her hand, and her steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Nangong Li, really treat her

Xia Qingluo screwed her eyebrows together and felt very distressed.

Nangong Li is her good friend, good friend, and even a good sister because of his beauty.

There is no love between men and women.

If so, according to her initial panic and helplessness in the world, she should be moved when she sees this beautiful man fox spirit.

But she didn't.

She only regarded him as a king and a fox in Liaozhai. All this was a dream.

However, this is not a dream after all.

The real world.

"What are you doing standing there?" Nangong didn't look back, but after drinking a mouthful of wine, he said faintly, "or do you think you can stand there as a scenery?"

Shit, dead fox, I've never spared no effort to suppress her.

Xia Qingluo stepped forward and sat in front of Nangong Li. Looking at his slightly narrowed eyes and the crimson at the end of his eyes, he really didn't drink less.

"Nangong Li, are you okay?" Xia Qingluo thought and asked seriously.

"What can I do?" Nangong Li looked sideways at Xia Qingluo with a smile on her lips, but her hand tightly grasped the wine pot.

A little tilt, just a little bit to relax the power.

At this time, it was noon, and the bright sun mottled on her head, with light spots jumping gently.

It's like touching or whispering.

The stars in her eyes are brighter than the sun.

He hid the momentary absence in his eyes.

He understood his mind, but he was one step late after all.

The little demon has completely belonged to another man.

Nangong was a little stuffy. He raised the wine pot and poured it into his mouth again.

Xia Qingluo frowned.

"Dead fox, what are you doing?" then Xia Qingluo stood up and came to Nangong Li.