Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

It was a long night. In the cold air in the mountains, the cold wind untied his robe and covered Nangong Beibei's body. However, his unintentional action slowed down and finally took his hand back.

Lengfeng is more qualified than him.

Looking at Nangong Beibei's serene face, even he didn't realize it. His lips turned out to be a slight upward arc.

Just as it happened, Ji Miaoyu was all in his eyes.

Even if it is the loss of memory, Lengfeng's idea of love still refuses to be eliminated. It can be seen that Lengfeng, who did not lose memory before, loves Nangong Beibei deeply and thoroughly.

Nangong Beibei, the dungeon in the residence of Ningguo Marquis, had been here before. His ability of tormenting people is really very powerful.

But I never thought that after Nangong crane came in this time, he suffered several times more than Nangong Beibei, but he was more stubborn than Nangong Beibei.

On the body, already did not have the complete skin, the hair is disordered, the corner of the mouth is disordered by the blood, leans on the cross wooden frame.

So embarrassed, without the slightest dignity of Nanjia Fort owner.

"Do you know what happened to your son“

With his head down, Ning guohou's voice suddenly resounded above his head, with a burst of ridicule, but for Nangong crane.

But in my heart, I already have the answer.

But there was a smile of self mockery on his lips.

"Ningguohou, what do you want to say?" Nangong crane sarcastically said that at the beginning, he was Nangong crane, the owner of the famous Nanjia castle.

But now?

But become a prisoner, once more scenery, then now how tragic.

"No, in fact, your son, Nangong mubai, just like you, did not die in the explosion. Do you know how he died? The one who was killed by the eastern divine realm is not allowed to harm Nangong Beibei. What about you? Why did Nangong Beibei come to get the secret letter! It's a big problem for me. "

Ningguo Hou Mou son is to change of quite sharp rise.

Isn't it?

I don't know whether Nangong Beibei is dead or not. If he dies, those things will disappear with Nangong Beibei's death.

But now

hear nothing of.

"Ha ha, I naturally want to find a person who can do that successfully, don't I?" At that time, Nangong Beibei was the best candidate as a prisoner.

He thought it was a good game of chess.

But unexpectedly, the role of chess is far greater than he imagined.

So that he carefully arranged the chess game, but in the end it turned into a mess, even lost his wife and folded the soldiers, hate?

How can Nangong crane not hate Nangong Beibei?

But let him hate more, it is this person in front of him, is ningguohou!

"You come here just to tell me that Nangong Beibei is not dead either. It's because of Nangong Beibei that nanjiabao has become what it is now. You want to use me to kill Nangong Beibei, and then... You tell me that I have been poisoned by you for a long time, don't you?"

Nangong crane's cold smile is to see through Ningguo Hou's mind.

The tone was cold and tepid.

Ningguo Hou is always insidious and cunning.

"If not? If I really want to kill you, do you think I will keep you until now? I didn't kill you because I wanted to leave you a life. You have a grudge against the Lin family, but I don't have the slightest hatred. Why did Nangong Beibei steal my secret letter Ningguo waiting for a word toward Nangong crane voice, but Nangong crane don't believe.

I don't believe that Ning guohou came to him just to say something like this.

Looking at the eyes of Ning guohou, Nangong crane showed a smile of sarcasm: "so, you want me to deal with the Lin family and become your running dog?"

"You can't say that."

"What do you want me to say, or have you never said what you want to say in your heart?"

Ningguohou such a villain, can come to a death plan, will never easily let people go, and nangonghe?

Certainly will not be so easy to compromise.

It's two old foxes, otherwise, it's impossible to fight for such a long time.

"I've already said all that I should say. Don't the master of nanjiabao believe what I'd rather someone said?" Ningguo Hou smiles.

The words are so direct.

"That's because you didn't give me the capital to trust. I have nothing to trust you." Nangong crane looked at him and said it very slowly.

"Ha ha..."

"Suspicious by nature."

"You are too insidious and cunning!"

If ningguohou was not cunning, he would not be in such a position as he is now.

It's really difficult to believe him.

"Then let's open the window and say frankly that your son died because of Nangong Beibei. If nanjiabao had not Nangong Beibei in front, you would not have come to the present situation. Your enemy is Nangong Beibei, and mine is Nangong Beibei. Why don't we work together? "

Worried that Nangong crane would not believe it, Ningguo Hou said so intentionally.

"Ha ha, you think I will believe what you said. Last time, you said to hand over the secret letter and Nangong Beibei to me. But what's the final result? That's the explosion

With that, Nangong crane's eyes were shining with incomparable hatred.

If it wasn't for his credulity, maybe those people in nanjiabao would not have died. He made all the things.

But how unjustly they died!

"This time, we can make a gentleman's agreement."

"I'm not sure. If you think I will tell you those things, you can consider killing me, but I will never consider cooperating with you!"

Nangong crane hummed coldly, but it directly showed his attitude.

"It's really a toast. Nangong he, do you know how Nangong Beibei compromised? I don't believe it. You can keep going! "

Ningguo Hou swung his sleeve to leave, but he ordered the executioner next to him: "let him be soft!"

Since nangonghe knows that ningguohou is a man of unscrupulous means, he should also understand that he treats everything like this.

"Ah..."

That shrill voice is resounding in the dungeon

Nangong Beibei wakes up. It's better to say that she wakes up than to say that she has a dream. She is familiar with the place in the dream, from the execution ground she passed through to the small hut where white dust brought her.