Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

All of a sudden, two people's bodies are stiff, for a moment, Murong wind is afraid to move, for fear that a careless will brush gun off. It's just that I want to blow fire. Now I'm at the door, but I can't break in. I'm driving myself crazy.

"Lonely, what are you doing?" Murong Fengqing's voice is almost squeezed out from her throat. She sleeps well. Unexpectedly, she is harassed by others! Murong Fengqing was so angry that her teeth itched when she thought that she was occupied by white tofu. She was so angry. And now her hands were caught, her feet were separated, and she was lying on her body in a very provocative and strange manner, and she could not move. If she was not careful, she would be sent to the door automatically.

"Qing Er, are you tempting me? Or did you wipe me dry while I was injured? Don't worry. No matter what kind it is, I'm willing and I won't be angry. But I want to eat it back. That's fair! " No matter how angry she is, she still smiles at her. Although it's because of the cold poison that she expels herself in this way, it doesn't matter, does it? As long as the current results are good, that's enough. Moreover, if ch'i'er didn't have himself in his heart, he wouldn't have sacrificed so much to save himself.

Hearing the words of Gu Wujue, Murong Fengqing almost didn't get angry. She was kind enough to drive away the poison for him. Instead, he said that she seduced him and wiped him clean? Go to eat dry wipe clean, she is not hungry woman, to take advantage of the man coma less than time to solve the need.

"What? Or do you think such a suggestion is not good? Or do you want to continue to wipe me dry? Either way, come on, come on, Ren Qing! " Seeing Murong Fengqing's uncertain appearance, he became more and more addicted to the loneliness. He teased Murong Fengqing with a smile as bright as peach blossom in spring. He didn't notice that a woman was on the verge of an outbreak.

Murong Fengqing really felt that he was about to break out. Sure enough, this guy should not be saved. After that, he came to life and began to let her loose.

"Lonely, you want to die again, don't you?" Originally, Murong Fengqing, who wanted to talk well, completely ignored the solitary Wujue. He tried hard to get rid of the confinement of solitary Wujue, but found that it was useless. He could only stare at solitary Wujue angrily and ask in a cold voice. If she didn't think that he was a wounded man, she would have made his life worse than death.

"Qing'er, you promised me to save my life. How can I be willing to die?" No matter what, this time he must let her open her heart, admit her feelings and accept herself wholeheartedly.

"You Murong Feng said hoarsely, thinking that he was really not wearing any clothes now, and lying on his lonely body like this, he felt embarrassed and annoyed. For the first time in his two lives, he was so embarrassed. Although I have never been in close contact with Gu Wujue, it's the first time for me to be sober like now, which makes Murong Fengqing not feel embarrassed.

"Let go of your hand. For the sake of saving me, I don't care with you. If you don't let go again, you'll look good later!"