Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Night charm's words are really good.

He is not a human being. Naturally, he can come and go freely. Thinking of this, Nangong Beibei crossed an idea in his mind and said with a smile: "I want to leave here and go to Dayan. Now that you are here, can you help me?"

If he does it, he won't have to wait for the ceremony.

However, night evil spirit mercilessly refused Nangong Beibei's words, a face of Indifference: "in principle, you quarreled me to rest, I should kill you. I'm kind to you if I don't kill you. I have nothing to do with you. Why should I help you? Isn't it good to get married? "

That year, someone with a wedding dress, happily said to him: "charm, I want to get married."

The smile on that face, Fenghua absolutely, he asked her: "are you happy?"

She nodded with a smile: "happy, married women, naturally is a happy thing."

"What's good if you don't marry someone you like? If you don't help me, you can go. I don't want to be misunderstood. " Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and took back her attitude of asking for help, but she was indifferent and alienated.

If they were seen by the bodyguards, they would spread to the Lord of Southern Xinjiang, and they would not make any accusations.

She is not afraid, but can't delay her plan!

"Do you want to marry someone you like?" Night charm did not move, after a long time, thin lips loose, asked such a sentence.

"That's nature." Nangong Beibei squats down and brings in the things on the ground, but who ever thought that the night spirit should follow her.

"If you don't help me, don't hurt me."

Night charm narrowed beautiful eyes, "except her, you are the first person who dare to talk to me like this."

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips. It turned out that she had her own love. Nangong Beibei was curious and asked a few more questions: "why didn't you see her?"

Even if it's dead, why can't there be a corpse in the forbidden area? Why can it be built into such a place?

Night evil spirit cold Mou killed the past: "shouldn't you ask, don't ask."

"Nangong Beibei is really speechless.

People's temperaments are changeable. It's OK. How can one be charming

"OK, can you go now?" Nangong Beibei is very angry to throw out such a sentence to him. If he is angry, she doesn't mind the chaos of Nanjiang.

Just in time, she can also take advantage of this opportunity to escape with the cold wind and inadvertently!

However, the unexpected did not come, night charm back to hand, went out, dressed in white.

……

Nangong Beibei stayed in the palace. She was very well behaved and didn't want to let the leader of Nanjiang see what was on her guard. The natural attitude was the best.

A few hours later, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. After the Palace door left, it was not closed. It was too lazy to close.

Several palace people came to her with meals in their hands. It suddenly occurred to her that it was time for dinner. However, after the dishes were served, the next person who came in made Nangong Beibei frown. She was very unhappy: "they have agreed. Is it hard to do it? Is there no free space?"

She said with a very lazy voice, but added a little more flattery, but in her eyes, when she looked closely, she was full of indifference.

"I'll be with you, won't I?"

Nangong Beibei heard the words of Nanjiang's leader. It means that the harem is three thousand. Everyone wants him to accompany them, but he doesn't go.

When she came here, she should be grateful. If she was an ancient person, maybe she would have answered this sentence, but she was not.

"No, I just want to be alone. If there are too many people, I will only feel irritable, nauseous and unable to eat." Nangong Beibei did not shy away from these words.

If it is too much agreement, it will also arouse his suspicion.

However, it attracted a smile from the South King of Xinjiang. At the bottom of his eyes, he played up a trace of loneliness: "you are like her, but you are not like her."

"The world is like it or not. What's more, after many years, the old friend in your heart no longer exists. "

It's really shameful to see things and think of people as substitutes!

"Nangong Bei Bei, do not think that the few dare not to you, if you dare to be so bold again, your friend, I do not mind dividing up corpse, or make a man *". Ear, but also sounded the voice of the South Xinjiang country Lord Yin measurement, the eyes, very cold.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and made no sound.

Xindao: the ancient emperors always killed people. If it wasn't for his power, he would have been killed by his enemies for a long time.

However, the pictures of people in his mouth are only seen on books and computer * and have not been seen in real life.

But think about it, it's gloomy and terrifying, and the means are extremely cruel!

Nangong Beibei had a good meal with the leader of Nanjiang. After a few mouthfuls, Nangong Beibei had no appetite and put down the dishes.

"I'm full. If the Lord doesn't eat well, I can continue to eat here. I'm not feeling well. I want to see a witch doctor."

"Sit down, somebody. Call the witch doctor." The leader of Southern Xinjiang made a cold voice and ordered the palace people outside to invite Hongling.

Nangong Beibei sat on the stool, no longer moving, with a pair of eyes drooping. When he was quiet, he looked like the moon at the beginning.

In my heart, I couldn't help but feel moved. My voice murmured: "the moon is like the beginning, like the beginning..."

"Lord, my name is Nangong Beibei Nangong Beibei made a sound, corrected his words, and his eyebrows jumped. Although the leader of Nanjiang was an infatuated man, he was ill!

After such a reminder from Nangong Beibei, the leader of Nanjiang realized that he was out of shape and narrowed his eyes: "what about the clothes?"

"It's very good, but I haven't tried it on yet. I'll try it on when the witch doctor comes to treat me." Nangong Beibei lightly answered his words.

"Well."

"Tell the Lord that the witch doctor is here." A father-in-law came to the head of the state of Southern Xinjiang, nodded and bowed, and announced to him.

"Let the witch doctor in."

"Yes." My father-in-law nodded and went out. After a while, Hongling came in from outside the palace and bowed to the leader of Southern Xinjiang.

"Lord."

"Nangong girl is not well. Please help her." The leader of Southern Xinjiang wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, got up and walked out slowly.

How ever did the leader of Southern Xinjiang do this?

It's really

Hongling's eyes stare at Nangong Beibei coldly, with a warning: "what else do you want to play?"