The ghost emperor overbearing favor: wild concubine super fierce to spoil

With that, she stood on tiptoe and pushed her face under his eyes.

If ordinary people see this horrible yin-yang face in the dark, they will scream.

The night heavy yuan but active low head, the breeze swept her ear, evil evil ground sneer rang out, "gentle and quiet woman is lovely, you, little girl, is a living little shrew."

It's obviously taunting her, but the tone is like flirting. With the unique cold fragrance of his body, the fresh air of his ears, and the cold palm of his waist, it's not to mention how ambiguous and charming it is. It's full of fun and full of imagination.

"Laozi is not only pungent, but also spicy!" Emperor Fuyao could not help but let out two red clouds on his face. He snorted and smashed them with his fist.

"A duplicitous little shrew." Yechongyuan stretched out his hand and easily grasped her little fist. Tut, some jokingly said: "is the power of the chick resisting the power of the Mirs?"

He said a pun, one is to laugh at her strength is too weak, the other is to refute her fainting just now.

Shit!

This abnormal and black belly super monster!

She really wants to kick her feet on that handsome face!

"Angry birds?" Before waiting for her to speak, yechongyuan raised her eyebrows and laughed, staring at her face, which was flushed because of shame or anger. She was very playful.

Emperor fuliao suddenly smiles, "you are right, I am angry bird. I am a bird that specializes in shooting pigs. Ha ha ha..."

See her smile heartless, night heavy yuan Jun beauty face suddenly covered with a layer of frost, tightly clasped her wrist long finger slightly, he leaned forward step by step close to the petite she, low magnetic tone with a bit of bloodthirsty, "little shrew, want to try the taste of breathing under the 'breeding pig'

This little wild cat is really bold. He hates women so much that he never touches anyone. How dare she ridicule him as a boar?

Emperor Fuyao could see clearly that his Obsidian eyes were blooming with dangerous cold light, and instinctively reacted that his other hand turned into a blade and cleaved toward his neck.

Night heavy yuan hook lips, casual cold hum a: "old skill again."

He waved and tried to grasp the restless hand. Unexpectedly, in a flash, Emperor Fuyao's eyes flashed a touch of cunning, and at the right time, he lifted his leg and kicked him under the crotch.

A deep pain spread from the lower body.

Night heavy yuan gnaws a tooth stuffy hum, handsome face is affected by pain color, a pair of Phoenix eyes is gloomy like the eve of a storm.

"Little girl, you --!"

"Slightly slightly ~ ~" when Emperor Fuyao took advantage of his hand, he turned over and jumped down the rockery as light as a swallow. He stood on the Bank of the pool with his waist crossed and his face thumped with a smile. "Mr. pervert, as the saying goes," reciprocity is what you call. You've been holding my hand for so long. This is my return gift. Needless to say, thank you. "

After laughing, she clapped her hands and turned to leave.

Looking at the petite figure swaggering away, a trace of annoyance flashed in the black gilded eyes of yechongyuan.

The little shrew is not only spicy, but also wild. She refuses to eat half of the loss. If she has any trouble, she may be caught all over the flower mark.

But

The cool color in night Chongyuan's eyes gathered into a strong light, full of interest.

"Little girl, it's reciprocity. Wait, my good gift will be delivered right away."

"Master, do you need subordinates to solve it?"

In the dark came a cold voice, with a trace of lethality.

"Fu Jiu, the game has just begun. Don't spoil my interest." Night heavy yuan micro lift double eyebrows, cold eyes such as Eagle sharp, shot to the dark.

In the dark, a tall and straight figure came out. His face was firm and firm, but his contour was unexpectedly gentle and handsome. He bowed respectfully to the man on the rockery. When he looked up, his eyes suddenly touched the master's lower body. Suddenly, he turned away with a straight face.

"Master, that, that cough..." Fu Jiu is a little difficult to say, hesitant.

Night heavy yuan seems to be aware of something, down a sweep.