Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

At first, I saw this little fox in my arms, nestled in the arms of other men, and enjoyed the face, letting the night meet, and I couldn’t help but feel an inexplicable anger.

What is three from four virtues! ?

Even if it is just a little fox, however, he is the master of it, isn't it? ?

How can it be so different and be held by other men! ?

I didn't know what the night was, and I didn't want to see it. This little fox, his beloved, was held by other men.

Just now, looking at the moment is holding myself gently, as if it is distressed, comforting his little fox.

Night Mohan only felt that the anger that had been suppressed in the bottom of my heart immediately disappeared.

Even if you regenerate your heart, as long as you are on the little fox, those anger will disappear.

After all, whoever sees such a cute little fox will have a half-dead flame! ?

Thinking of this, the night ink sighed in the heart.

What is a thing! ?

Perhaps this little fox is the nemesis of his life! ?

Just as the night sighed in the cold night, the wind standing on the side was no trace. Looking at the scene, the narrow eagle suddenly paused.

God! ?

He is not blind! ?

This handsome man in front of him is really the person he has known for more than a decade, has been cold and indifferent, and is disgusted with small animals! ?

You know, he has known the man in front of him for so many years, and for the first time, he saw that this man actually cares about a little fox.

Also, the man looked at the little fox with a tender and helpless gentle look, really not his eyes are wrong! ?

Yang or, this man in front of him, was a ghost! ?

Otherwise, how can you make such a shocking thing! ?

Thinking of this, the wind has no trace, and it is not enough to suppress the action of reaching out and rubbing his eyes. Then, the thin lips are slightly open and smile.

"You really are the four kings who have always been cold and ruthless!"

The wind has no opening, the corner of the mouth is slightly hooked, and the tone is unconcealed.

Hearing his words, his eyes have been falling on the night of the little fox in his arms, and his face is not a slight glimpse.

The gaze was slightly lifted, and then it fell on the black man who stood in front of himself.

For the black man's ridicule, the night of the cold, the charm of the handsome face can not help but a slight glimpse.

Immediately, I couldn't help but reach out to my lips and gently coughed.

"No trace, how come you came!? It is said that your old man is looking for you, but he has not turned over the whole windy country. You are good, and you are free here."

When I heard the coldness of the night, the wind did not trace the hand and gently touched the nose. Immediately, the thin lips were slightly hooked and grinned.

"Oh, he wants to let him find it! Anyway, I will not go back, you know, I am this person, the most do not like to be bound by anything, like what is wrong now! Where do you like to go, where you are happy!"

After the wind did not trace the words, then he reached out and raised his hand.

The people who are not far away are here to see this, and immediately they will know what they want. Then, after a while, there will be people who come up with the citron wine and refreshment fruit.

"Okay, let's go ahead!"

After the people came up with the tea, the wind waved gently and let those people retreat.

For the man in front of him, this is regarded as his own move, and the night ink is like a common thing, just holding the little fox in his arms and slowly sitting down.

For the nightless cold that didn't care, the soda wine that was held in the arms by the night ink was more curious about the identity of the black man in front of him.

After all, in the days when the night is cold, I know that the night is cold and ruthless.

Therefore, apart from the night when Mo Yu often came to the Four Kings, there would be no other people.

After all, who is facing this cold man, his heart will be fearful.

However, in front of this black man, the long outstanding, between the eyebrows, reveals a kind of extravagance.

However, between the words and demeanor, it is the free and easy of the rivers and lakes.

With the night cold, behave naturally, not afraid, want to come, it should be a good friend of the night cold.

Unexpectedly, there is such a free and easy friend in the night!

Just as I was thinking about the wine in the heart of Su wine, I saw the black man in front of me, and I drank the wine from my own heart. The corner of my mouth could not help but gently hook.

"Oh... Born in the imperial royal family, who does not want to sit on the throne of the right, in order to compete for the throne, there are so many people fighting to kill you and live. You are good, your old man constantly wants you to inherit the emperor of Fenglin, you three The emperor's partiality does not love the throne, loves freedom, and does not know how much to suffocate in order to sit on the throne and fight for the dead and the dead."

At night, the cold eyes open, looking at the man's gaze, but also with a bit of teasing.

Hearing the words, the wind has no trace of the corner of his mouth, and he can't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha, what treasure is not a throne, for my wind without traces, it is just a cage, a heavy shackle! Who loves to sit, anyway, I am not sitting!"

The wind has no opening, and the eyebrows are all disgusting.

It seems that the throne that everyone is vying for is just like the dirt, causing him to dislike.

However, when he heard the conversation between the night and the man in front of him, the wine was shocked.

It has long been seen that the man in front of him is not an ordinary person.

After all, it’s just the extravagance of the man’s eyebrows, and his words and demeanor.

However, what Su Shi wine can never imagine is that the black man in front of him is actually the three emperors of Fenglin!

The identity is really awesome!

The most admired by Su wine is that the man in front of him sees the throne as a free and easy part of the dung.

Although not born in the imperial royal family, however, the TV has also seen much before.

Which dynasty of the dynasty, not to fight for the throne of the high, fight you to die! ?

However, the man in front of him is an imperial three-prince, and he is also seen by his emperor and wants him to succeed as the throne of Fenglin, but he is like a snake.

This is really not something that ordinary people can do...

Just as I was sighing in the heart of Su wine, it seemed as if I was aware of something.

There was no trace of the wind drinking the wine there, and suddenly I noticed a burning gaze that was falling on myself.

Feeling here, the wind did not trace the hand to the hip flask, and then, the eagle swept gently, it fell on the little fox in the cold night.

When I saw it, the little fox, who was gently embraced in the arms of the night, was looking at the black sly of the night, and the wind stalked the eagle, and then the thin lips were slightly hooked. Lips smile.