Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

Feng Yege noticed that something was wrong. As far as she looked, it seemed a little different.

The difference in his face made him realize what he was wearing.

Looking at Lou Qingwu again, especially the bottom of her eyes seemed to be smiling, she felt helpless, and became more helpless.

Lou Qingwu crouched down in front of him, and cold fingers touched the mask on his face, slowly lifting it off, slow motion, but making Feng Yege's expression extremely delicate.

It wasn't until she opened it completely that she saw Feng Yege's face again, and her eyes fell on his deep and warm purple eyes, then she slowly said, "Brother, don't come here."

"When did you know?" He thought he was deep enough to see her again from Linyang Town, to watch her lead all the way out of Li Jingsheng, to watch her hurt until she left, all the way because she knew it would happen again I will leave with confidence, but I did not expect that she guessed her identity so quickly.

"There are purple irises in Qingge Xiaozhu."

"Huh?" Feng Yege froze for a moment, "The iris variety here is not the same as that of Yaowanggu, how are you?"

Lou Qingwu squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed deeply: "But the three-color mud is the same." The purple cloud three-color mud is only available in Yaowang Valley. Seen in Yewang Mansion, there is only one explanation. The host here is Yaowanggu people. And the medicine king valley, at present, there are only two of them, she cannot be, then there is only ...

Feng Yege stunned: It turned out to be this way, no wonder she would readily agree to her request.

I'm afraid she had already guessed her identity long ago, naturally she wouldn't worry about what she did to her, and there was a spoiled light in her clear eyes. Now that you have found it, so be it.

He didn't intend to hide from her, but she knew much faster than he expected.

There is less fun in revealing his identity in person, which makes him a little regrettable.

but……

Moving the restrained ropes on his body, Feng Yege Qingjun's eyebrows flashed a drama: "Sister, you intend to keep your brother tied like this?"

"Of course not."

Lou Qingwu's eyes flashed a different light, put it, naturally it will be put, but it depends on how to put it.

His eyes glanced over his soaked brocade, leaning over, and a deep glance flashed the evil intention that Feng Ye sang, and his white fingers fell on the belt around his waist, looking like Inadvertently said: "Brother, look at you, soak in a hot spring and wet all your clothes. It ’s better, sister, let me take it off for you, and let Feng San bring one for you, how about you? ? "

Feng Yege sighed, knowing that she really messed with her this time. "... Brother doesn't mind you helping me wear it."

"It doesn't make sense, after all, I'm not your niece."

"You promised to be a" near "niece for two days." He bit the word "close" a bit, and Feng Yege lay down deliberately, as if he wasn't lying on the jade floor at this moment, Instead, lie on the carved soft couch.

Lou Qingwu gave him a cool look, "But I haven't said when it will start, then it's not."

Feng Yege: "..."

"However, I heard that Feng San seems to like the last time I made Qiannian dress him up. I often dress close to Feng Yifeng Erfeng Four. Brother, you master, how can you deprive your subordinates of fun? It would be perfect for him to serve in person, brother, what do you say? "

Feng Yege frowned and suddenly regretted the demon, "He ... is not in the house today."

When he thought of Feng San's recent eyewear, he felt a chill.

"Really?" Lou Qingwu smiled more and more meaningfully. "Then I called him to see if he really wasn't there?"

"Don't ..." Seeing things really stretched out, Feng Yege suddenly turned over and leaned down to suppress the floor dance. The rope in his hands was untied when he was untied, and his eyes dropped, as if smiling Glancing at the goddess woman underneath, "Sister, it's too much trouble to call Feng Sanlai, how is it better for the brother to get rid of himself now?"

Lou Qingwu blinked slowly: "Could the brother play hooligan?"

The purple streamer in Feng Yege's eyes became stronger: "My sister is willing to be a female hooligan, my brother does not mind being a male hooligan."

"But I do mind."

After that, the arm slightly lifted, and there was any colorless and odorless powder rushing towards Feng Yege.

Feng Yege's long figure flickered, she was a few feet away, and shook her head and sighed, "Sister, you make it difficult for Brother."

"Brother, it's so easy for you to make a move, and it's very difficult for sisters."

Feng Yege is even more helpless, that is, she is, it is difficult for others to get close to him, not to mention let him be recruited, only to relax her vigilance, will make her so easy. In fact, it was more indulgent, otherwise, it was just a small drug, how could it really make him unconscious?

Lou Qingwu sat up lazily and looked at Feng Yege not far away. The flowing warmth of purple eyes completely dispelled her coldness. It is undeniable that she was in a much better mood.

I'm afraid that in this world, only he can make her truly believe now and rely on it.

Change the wet clothes again, Lou Qingwu put on the maiden's blue-colored dress and walked out of the inner room. Feng Yege was already waiting there. The purple eyes were hidden by the potion. The glazed stone, when looking at it like this, gives a kind of tender tenderness.

Lou Qingwu lowered her eyes and avoided Feng Yege's eyes. "Master, I don't know if there is anything for slaves to do?"

Feng Yege froze, this brought in?

With a hook at the corner of his mouth, he drew up his robe, and lay down on the soft couch beside him, lazily, "then give the king a shoulder first and rub his waist."

Lou Qingwu's eyes flashed: "Master Ye are you sure?"

"Of course." I have known her for so many years, but I have never enjoyed this kind of treatment. When I thought of the tender and white little hands to serve in person, the subtle satisfaction spread from the limbs to the heart nest, Feng Yege Qingjun's eyebrows became softer.

Lou Qingwu's smile deepened, "Slave obeys."

After rounding to the soft couch, put his little hand on Feng Yege's shoulder, and began to rub gently, not lightly.

The smile in Feng Yege's eyes deepened, but she didn't really want to make her tired, just rubbed it a few times, and waved his hand generously: "Changing somewhere."

A few more clicks spared her ...

However, he didn't see Lou Qingwu listening to the words, his eyes flashed brightly, and his fingers fell on his waist without any trace.

The king said, rubbing his shoulders, rubbing his waist, and rubbing his shoulders, then naturally he rubbed his waist?

With a sly wink, Lou Qingwu politely put his hand on Feng Yege's waist.

Feng Yege froze all over. Before he could react, his waist was pinched by Lou Qingwu.

Suddenly, Feng Yege's handsome face suddenly tightened with his body.

Lou Qingwu pinched twice lazily, watching the calm expression on Feng Yege's face become more and more subtle, until it completely cracked. When Lou Qingwu wanted to pinch again, he grabbed Lou Qingwu's sinful hand As soon as they pulled towards themselves, the positions of the two turned upside down, and they leaned down and pressed down, and Wenrun's eyes fell on her face, with brow and helplessness: "Don't make a noise, is it wrong for me to be wrong? "Knowing that he is tickle and scratching his waist? Ok?

Lou Qingwu raised his eyebrows, not condemning.

I just wanted to say something, but the door of the room was suddenly opened at this moment, and Feng Er hurriedly rushed in: "Man, I'm ready, it's time ..."