Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Hehe, now I'm starting to feel a little bit pitiful for Nangong Zifei." Viscount Nangong smiled bitterly: "The woman I love doesn't love myself..."

Hearing that Viscount Nangong said, An Chuxia suddenly had a plan. She rolled her eyes and frowned her eyebrows: "Mr. Nangong Viscount, I can count the days when I didn’t know him with my fingers. Please don’t keep saying that he loves me? May I ask which eye you see him? Love me? I just saved his life accidentally."

As long as Viscount Nangong believes that Nangong Zifei doesn't like her, then he might be merciful and let him go. There is also Han Qilu's?

Although subconsciously feel that the probability of success of this method is basically close to zero, there is no better way at present, so let's be a dead horse!

As soon as he finished speaking, Viscount Nangong looked straight over, with a sharpness that seemed to penetrate people's hearts. An Chuxia blushed very stubbornly, but it wasn't that she was hypocritical, let alone her thin-skinned, but...the eyes seemed to be too awkward...too luo/luo!

"You, you, what do you see me doing?!" An Chuxia looked away, trying to ignore Nangong Viscount's gaze.

"Haha." Viscount Nangong laughed profoundly: "I am twins with him, and I know him better than you. You still don't want to waste your energy thinking about some tricks, and finally ask again if you want to play this game with me. "

I didn't see through at a glance... An Chuxia gritted his teeth and bravely looked at Viscount Shang Nangong: "Just play! Let's talk, how to play!"

There is no such thing as "retreat" in her world in early summer.

"Very good!" Viscount Nangong stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The door of the small room was opened, and a tall foreign man with sunglasses came up. An Chuxia was silently complaining in her heart. At night, you wore a **** sunglasses and you played cool and scored time, right?

"Master Jue, what's your order." To An Chuxia's surprise, this tall foreign man could actually speak fluent Chinese, and the purity of Mandarin was even ashamed of An Chuxia.

Viscount Nangong made a nuisance in the direction of An Chuxia. The tall foreign man seemed to understand the meaning of Viscount Nangong's body language and walked straight to An Chuxia.

"You, you...what do you want to do?!" An Chuxia's pupils suddenly tightened, and his face became pale. She never imagined that the game that seemed to be such an upright gentleman, Viscount Nangong, would actually play a game where the overlord would take the bow...

The tall man squatted down and stretched out his hand to poke towards An Chuxia...

Just as An Chuxia was about to scream, Viscount Nangong's cool voice sounded: "Don't be too narcissistic, I just ask him to help you untie the rope."

It was like being given a tranquilizer suddenly, An Chuxia suddenly relieved. Sure enough, the tall man just reached out and untied the rope that tied her like a zongzi, and didn't do anything terrible in her imagination.

Is it really too narcissistic...An Chuxia looked embarrassed.

"Tony, give her your eyes." As soon as Viscount Nangong finished speaking, An Chuxia felt that there was something in her hand, and when she fixed her eyes, it was the eyes of the tall man. How fast is this action...

"Now, you can go." Viscount Nangong glanced at An Chuxia lightly.

"Wh...what?" An Chuxia's eyes widened in disbelief: "Are you going to let me go?"