Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

However, Qiushui has been ignored by herself. Even if she kills the bright, there will be a second person like bright who listens to the words of blue mu.

This is never comparable.

Still early in the morning, Nangong Beibei was awakened by the sound of the horn, and the sound of his feet was ringing. This was the prelude to the battle between the two armies.

But found that Lengfeng had already sat in front of the round table, a calm face.

"How can you be so comfortable?"

"What else?"

Leng Feng looks back with a smile and asks Nangong Beibei.

Yes, it's a war between Liuguo and Jiangguo. It's not about the two of them or the southern Xinjiang. There's no need for them to intervene.

But

Nangong Beibei suddenly thought of it and looked up at Lengfeng: "since we are fighting now, I think it's the best time for us."

It's day time again, and the female corpse can't be separated. It's easy to kill Yunluo, but Jiang has no master.

Of course, we are defeated!

But how can Yunluo not think of what they can think of?

Leng Feng said: "only last night did we have a confrontation with those female corpses. Since Yunluo can send troops to fight, he will surely think that we will choose to attack her at this time, and will certainly let people guard her strictly to ensure his safety."

"What are we going to do this time?" Nangong Beibei frowned and walked across the cold wind. He did it. He didn't say anything to Yunluo.

Is it hard to keep going here?

Or watching them fight?

In this case... It seems a little unkind.

"This is a war between them. It has nothing to do with us, so we don't need to think about their affairs at all."

Lengfeng looks at Nangong Beibei's uneven face, but he makes a slow voice towards Nangong Beibei, but it's a bit gentle inside.

Nangong Beibei nodded: "I know, so I'm not going to interfere, but I'm thinking about what we're going to do. If we don't kill Yunluo, can't we continue to sit here?"

If that's the case, they seem to have nothing to do.

"What do you want to do?"

Lengfeng looks at Nangong Beibei, but slowly asks out such a sentence.

“……”

What else does she want to do?

Undoubtedly, he wants to squeeze Yunluo from the high stage, solve all the problems, and then help him stand on the top of power.

This is what she wants!

Nangong Beibei hesitated for a while, but still slowly said: "cold wind, is the world really not what you want?"

"I don't want to."

Lengfeng's answer is almost without any hesitation. He wants Nangong Beibei to protect her all her life.

"But how can you be the master of Jiang?" Nangong Beibei quietly looks at Lengfeng, hoping that he can give her a very positive answer.

From the beginning, when he saw the cold wind in the brothel, he was holding the piano. At that time, the cold evil atmosphere made people breathe.

Lengfeng's face, however, was perfect. It was strange that her attention was attracted by him at that time.

But if she didn't meet the cold wind at that time, would all things go in another way instead of now?

But.

She's still caught in the cold wind, which can't be changed.

Many things in the past, can not be changed, it can only be brave to go on.

"There are also many sages in the state of Jiang. I will not be the king of the state of Jiang." As long as Yunluo dies, his identity will naturally disappear with her death.

Under the influence of this war, he and Nangong Beibei can be defined in other people's hearts. They have long been beautiful and withered bones!

However, these are just their beautiful imagination, some things are unimaginable, too beautiful, the more hope.

The greater the disappointment.

"Why?"

Everyone wants that power, standing on a high place and looking down at the beautiful rivers and mountains, why don't the cold wind want it?

"I... Beibei, you know the answer in your heart, why do you ask me again and again?" The cold wind sighed.

Hand, but it is inserted into Nangong Beibei's hair, hair like silk smooth, emitting a faint fragrance.

Nangong Beibei has a lump in her throat.

For her?

Yes, even if he lost the memories of the past, she still stayed by his side and stood side by side with him, he said.

Since those lost memories can not be found back, then he fell in love with her again, and now, Lengfeng is really the one who does what he says.

But

In such a happy scene, Nangong Beibei thinks of the past. If it wasn't for Lin Xianer... Maybe she and Lengfeng had already talked about it!

"What are you thinking?" Lengfeng sensed Nangong Beibei's voice and asked softly.

Nangong Beibei shakes his head and laughs: "it's OK. If you don't go out, you should keep your energy. You can kill Yunluo by surprise in a few days!"

Nangong Beibei lies on the table, but his eyes are looking at the cold wind deeply.

She's in a dilemma

Yesterday, Yingluo was injured, today's war must be unable to fight with these soldiers, but Yingluo stayed in the camp and sat on a chair.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, but full of pride.

On the other side of her, there was a tree peony tied to the wooden cross which was taken away by the soldiers yesterday. Originally, the tree peony could kill the soldiers by flattering them.

But cherry falls and didn't give peony this opportunity, peony in the heart also don't want to start so quickly.

"Why do you look at me like this? Don't you look at me?" Peony gently laugh out voice, that tone is incomparably sarcastic.

It's really a cheap thing. You know she's a woman. If a woman says something like this to a woman, there should be a seeper!

"Say, who sent you here?" Cherry falls, cold eyes are fierce, low voice is calm.

"Ha ha..." the peony smiles, "I'm just a military prostitute. It's better for me to seduce the Lord than to be a spy, isn't it?"

Sakura's eyes sank slightly.

She is also the same as Lin Che, but the place where the military prostitutes are is not the slightest interest for them, and there is no need to deliberately ask for the identity of peony.

Listen to this sentence of peony, cherry falls on the lip Cape but was to stir up a smile of put on a smile, "it's a pity, your idea used wrong place."

"You must have taken such a good chance last night?" Peony's face showed a light, the light seems to be some big, as if to see through the cherry.