Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King's Beloved

"Do you want to compare yourself with a phoenix? Now Feng Jiu just needs help. Don't make trouble here! " Murong Feng wrote a lonely question, which has nothing to say and nothing to answer.

"No, you said he was your friend? And what am I to you? " No one would give up. Even if this stupid Phoenix was just a Phoenix, what attracted her attention and got her concern was his enemy. He had to compete with her.

If Murong Fengqing can read his mind at the moment, when he knows the idea of solitude, he will feel that solitude is even more childish than a three-year-old.

"Don't compare the two of you together. There's nothing worth comparing." These two are not the same objects. How can we compare them like this. As soon as Murong Fengqing finished speaking, he met Gu Wujue's resentful sight. As soon as he wanted to say something, he suddenly left his position and was dragged to his body by Gu Wujue. He sat down on his leg and was tightly bound by his strong arms. A fierce breath enveloped her, and her kiss was breathless.

Since she won't say it, let's kiss her until she has her own heart. Anyway, he's just uncomfortable and jealous, even a phoenix's vinegar. He really did not know that a decision of her, a word can make his square inch chaos, nothing.

This is really a disaster. It's specially designed to harm him, so that he can hardly remember who he is.

"You are alone!" Murong Fengqing's whole body is struggling on the lonely Wujue. However, they are so ambiguous that they are very unfavorable to her. The whole person is so pressed by him that his feet can't touch her, and his hands are cut back to the back, and the wrist is tightly clasped by the lonely Wujue's big hand.

The hot masculine atmosphere seems to be eroding people. Slowly, Murong's rebellious action is getting smaller and smaller. His body can't help dancing with the isolated action. The glued lips seem to be magnets in different directions. They are playing with each other and chasing each other.

"Qing'er, you are mine. No one can occupy you in your heart. No one wants to separate you from me!" I don't know how long it took until a strange light appeared on their faces, and then the long intimacy ended. They looked at Murong Fengqing with hot eyes and unspeakable desire.

Anyway, he is so overbearing and selfish that he doesn't want her to focus on other people or other creatures besides him.

"Lonely, you're a jerk." Murong Feng was panting, her voice was charming and tender, she didn't know it. She bit the bright red, like a ripe cherry, with mature light, which made people want to pick it.

This bastard, actually so imprisons oneself to do whatever she wants, but what's more angry is that she has a feeling, confused only know to follow him. She is clearly to refuse, even confused on the head! This is really a very bad sign.

"Qing'er, I'm an asshole because of you." Gu Wujue complains in Murong Fengqing's ear, and the warm breath makes Murong Fengqing's body tremble. This hateful guy, it's intentional.