The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feng Yuer said more and more urgency, the more he said the more chaotic, do not know how to express it.

The heart is bitter, who can understand?

At the moment, Long Nine is hot and dry, and he does not want to entangle with Feng Xiaoer in this topic.

Impatiently spit out a sentence: "Shut up", close your eyes, and work hard to stabilize your mind.

Feng Xiaoer whispered a sentence: "In short, I don't really want to go to Wangye's house. I don't have any daring to peep into the heart of Wang."

Long Jiuyi, don't want to listen to Feng Xiaoer's nonsense: "How? Fear?"

When you take the shot, you should let go and lower yourself. Feng Xiaoer feels that face is very important, but innocence is more important.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoer nodded very ruthlessly, like a wronged woman who wanted to get her husband forgiveness, and said, "Yes, I am wrong, I should not anger Wang, you should not... I didn’t dare to move the manual feet to the prince."

Knowing that the current affairs is Junjie, today is absolutely impossible to test Longjiu.

The doubts in the heart can only be dragged down. When I come to Japan, Feng Xiaoer will not give up.

Long Jiu spent a lot of effort to stabilize his mind, and he dared not go down with Feng Xiaoer. This stupid woman is enough to slap his bath.

Long Jiu looked at Feng Xiaoer, he was really curious, but he really didn't understand why this woman would affect him? There are 100,000 reasons inside.

Long Jiu definitely knows that he doesn't love Feng Xiaoer, but why is it soft when she kills her? Why do you want to burn when you see her beautiful body?

Damn, he turned his mind and confused his thoughts.

But a woman is gone.

Still entangled with the Dragon Seven, the man was hard to give to his woman.

Thinking of this, the dragon nine instantly became cold, and the coldness gradually impacted the hot, temperature, and slowly returned to normal.

Long Nine's mouth sneered with a ruthless sneer, out of the body of Feng Xiaoer.

Long Jiu finally got up from Feng Xiaoer's body. That hard thing is no longer against her. Feng Xiaoer took a long breath and quickly reached for his clothes. The wrist can't lift the force, Feng Xiaoer doesn't give up his teeth, and he doesn't wear it many times. He finally puts on his clothes.

The wrist hurts her cold sweat on her forehead. Can't help but shudder. It was very pitiful to tremble.

Long Nine looked at it, and his heart sank. This woman was so good at him that he was so pretentious that he would become soft when he used toughness.

Damn it.

It seems that he is very kind to her.

Long Jiu gnawed his mouth, and his lips were cold and cold: "Love is not good, the bed is hard, can't satisfy the king, and the king is annoyed... come"

Long Jiu suddenly shouted, pushing the door outside and coming in two purple women.

Feng Xiaoer recognized them, two of the four purple women who often carry Long Jiu.

The two women in purple clothes bowed their heads in the side of Long Jiuqiu and asked: "Yeah, what are you telling?"

"Take this corpse of the corpse to the laundry room. In the future, she is the niece of the laundry room. There is nothing right in the Nine Kings, only the side of the cloud." Long Jiu said indifferently.

The woman in purple nodded: "But Lord, today is the day of the marriage of Lord and Miss..."

Long Jiu’s eyes swept over, and the two purple women buried their heads lower and nodded: “Yes, Lord, slaves, please ask Missy to pass”

Said, the two purple women went to the bed, and they confessed to Feng Xiaoer: "Missy, I am offended."

Feng Xiaoer hasn’t recovered from the shock. The dragon dragon is really terrible. It’s cold and hot. Turning his face is faster than flipping the book. At the last moment, he wants to spoil her. This time she will be sent to the frontier. .

Long Jiu sneered, waved his sleeves, turned and left.

Long Jiu was afraid to see the eyes of Feng Yuer's desperate eyes. He couldn't easily squat his heart. He couldn't be soft on this woman. When he thought of Ziyun, Feng Xiaoer was the sword of the dragon, and the bottom of his heart was like a tornado. Inexplicable, very unhappy.

Long Jiu turned his head to the cold and phoenix, but it was the woman who had stuffed her.

The boundless resentment filled the mind of Longjiu, and all the special feelings of Fengqier disappeared and were replaced by resentment.

Feng Yuer pushed the two women in purple to touch, and said: "You don't have to help, I go."

Feng Xiaoer patiently endured the pain of his wrist, got out of bed, and caught up with Long Jiu. After the dragon nine, he said: "Long Jiu, you are this indecent asshole"

Longjiu turned around and took a big step to the front of Fengxier. He pinched her chin and said coldly and ruthlessly: "How? Not convinced?"

Feng Xiaoer screamed and gasped, raising his eyes with anger and glaring at Long Jiu: "Why do you send me to the laundry room?"

"The king said very clearly that the bed technique of your dead body could not satisfy the king. The king was very upset and he punished him a little."

Feng Xiaoer remembered the sly picture of Fang Cai, shy his face, and angered himself for his strict words: "Even if I don't wait for you, how can you be so cold and ruthless to me?"

The strength of Longjiu has deepened. "Through the name of the king, there is no rule in speaking. These are even more uncomfortable for the king."

Feng Xiaoer was shy and angry, and he refused to accept the loss. He said: "Wang Ye is not good at me. I am doing anything wrong. Wang Ye just wants to torture me."

Abuse the right of the prince to torture her. hateful.

Long Jiu released the phoenix, and smacked his sleeves with disgust, and smiled ironically: "Remember? The king said, as you wish, you will regret to marry the king. You want to be king. You? Oh, the things that Dragon Seven used, the king is too dirty..."

What did Dragon Seven use?

Who is using hard things to hold her?

This is a git.

Feng Xiaoer’s humiliation is difficult, and his chest is ups and downs, and he keeps exhaling. The lips are dry, the whole body is tired, the hands are weak, the chin is broken, and the heart is more painful.

Full of anger can not be sent, but also feel very wronged, has been unable to argue with Longjiu. I don't want to defend anything. Feng Xiaoer's bleak eyelashes hang down, unable to say: "Yes, I know that ugly and dirty, not worthy of the lord's favor, Wang Ye is best not to come to me again, I am afraid that I will be dirty, the noble eyes of the prince. ”

In the laundry room, in the modern time, there is no bitterness to eat, sleep at the bottom of the bridge, and sleep on the streets. This is nothing to Feng Xiaoer.

She just feels wronged.

Do not deny? Was it really taken away by the Dragon Seven?

shameless.

The body of Long Jiu was cold and full of a chilly coldness. He watched Feng Xiaoer’s eyes full of contempt and disgust. He screamed coldly and said: “Hee...” and said to the two purple women behind: “Take it down”

Feng Xiaoer knows that this is the end of the matter. He said that no matter how much it is, he will use the greatest strength to anger Long Jiu: "Long Jiu, you will torture me, I will not give you a loss. One day, you think of me." I remember that you used to do this to me, I hope you don't regret it."

Feng Yuer was taken away by two purple women. The night wind blew, and Feng Xiaoer couldn’t help but make a nap.

It’s so cold. Heart cold.

Long Jiu looked at the back of the phoenix phoenix who was so thin that he could run away. The emotion of stabilizing was also disturbed by Feng Xiaoer’s words.

Long Jiu fists, this woman who does not know how to live. Over and over, it affected him.

Looking at the lonely and desolate back of Feng Xiaoer, Long Jiu was even softer.