The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Feilin looked at the different look of Long Jiu, and his heart was contradictory. Shouldn’t he tell the truth about Ah Jiu?

If one day, Longjiu thinks of Fengqier, will he kill him and Ziyun?

The heart sighs silently, and now things can only be wrong.

Feng Xiaoer returned to the laundry room, Chen Auntie changed clothes, and Wang Hao went to handle the wet clothes.

Feng Xiaoer took the hot water, took off the wet clothes, stepped into the tub, and took a hot bath.

When the cold body touches the hot water, it feels warm in an instant.

Feng Xiaoer’s rare mood is good.

Look at the little song. Wash your body.

The dog emperor died, and the Queen of the Dead died. She did not feel sad at all, but had a feeling of gloating.

Although it is not kind, but Feng Xiaoer can't control it.

The only bad thing is the border war. He soon hit the dynasty. Since ancient times, he has been innocent, and she is always innocent. She is now helpless. Long Jiu has forgotten her, and she is playing with her. Difficult to protect, do not know where to hide?

Maybe you are dead and wear it back to modern times?

The phoenix is ​​raised. Start by staying in the tub.

The current situation is really very troublesome.

If Long Ji remembers her, how good.

It was like the original plan, flying far away from the dragon, away from the dynasty, going to a beautiful place, living a dull life, having children, not asking the world, since then, love and love are happy.

Imagination is always beautiful.

Reality is always so cruel.

How can I let Long Ji remember her quickly? ? ?

The door was pushed open between thoughts.

Long Jiu’s tall figure came in and closed the door.

Feng Xiaoer stayed for two seconds, reacted, and quickly pressed down his body, almost licking his nose.

In the entire tub, only one head was exposed.

Feng Xiaoer stuttered and said: "That, Wang Ye, the little is bathing, can you avoid the old man?"

Long Jiuyi, remembered what Feng Xiaoer said in the cloister.

She said that she didn't know what the taste of Wang Ye was.

The eyes of Longjiu fall in the faintly visible females in the waters of the Fenghuang children. They are soft, white and plump.

The feeling of the strange feeling in the bottom of my heart, the more clear and frenetic.

Long Jiu does not want to suppress any more.

Physiologically, he really needs a woman at this age.

And he has a very special feeling for Feng Xiaoer.

On the other day, Feng Xier’s cave house tried every means to strip his clothes and seemed to want to prove something.

Feng Yuer is so anxious to take off his mask, and the strange words that have been said, all doubts, Long Jiu want to solve it in person.

He never likes to be troubled by doubts.

"Well, go to the king's bedroom, tonight, you are going to sleep."

Long Jiu left a sentence. Swinging away.

Feng Yuer is still not shocked in the shock.

Long Jiu actually wants her to sleep?

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Feng Xiaoer is more than happy to lose, Long Jiu has not remembered her, let her sleep, just to solve the physiological needs, but, so many women in the government, Long Jiuwei to find her? What's the story of Jackie Chan?

Feng Xiaoer was surprised and happy, did not dare to scorn half a minute, get up and dress. Simple finishing, there is still a faint expectation for the next.

Pushing open the door, Feng Xiaoer stepped on the hurried steps and walked to the bedroom of Long Jiu.

Along the way, I don’t know what emotions are, I’m a bit contradictory, I don’t want to go. But all come, and you must never retreat.

Feng Xiaoer gently knocked on the door.

Long Jiu said it came in.

Feng Xiaoer pushed the door in, and the heart was striking when the door closed.

I don't know if I am afraid or shy.

She turned around. Long Jiu has stood behind him.

Feng Xiaoer’s heart has to jump out, nervously swallowing.

Feng Yuer deliberately combed a perfect Qi Liuhai, completely covering the ugliness of her forehead.

In the dark, she is as beautiful as a fairy.

The body is exquisite.

The skin is white as snow. The body is still floating after the shower.

A pair of Dan Fengyan eyes, nothing to do with the slap in the face, a factless innocence.

The lips are delicate and dripping.

The blood of Long Jiu went all the way.

He never understood why he couldn’t hold it when he faced Feng Xiaoer.

For the wonderful feeling of Feng Xiaoer, he must figure it out tonight.

The dragon nine breath suddenly became hot and hot.

Grab the phoenix's wrist and throw it directly onto the bed like Feng Xiaoer.

The movement was not gentle at all, but it was not as rude as the cave house.

Feng Xiaoer was dark and strong, and whispered: "Wang, don't you take off the mask?"

"This king does not kiss you, do it directly." Long Jiu's tone is faint. There is no hint of tenderness.

Feng Xiaoer’s heart is awkward.

The heart seemed to be pinched, and it hurt a bit.

Long Jiu did not think of her.

In this case, if she wants her, she will be strong.

This made her stubborn heart unacceptable.

However, there is still a craving in her heart, and she hopes to work hard to make the dragon nine.

Try to make Long Ji think of her.

It’s better than being indifferent.

Long Jiu’s tall figure was on the bed.

Feng Xiaoer knows that he can't hide.

She bit her teeth and made up her mind.

Her unclear relationship with Long Jiu should always be broken.

"Wang Ye, Xiao has a request. After the event, can you take off the mask and let the small one look at you?"

Long Jiuyi, not pleased: "Do you think you are qualified to talk to the king about what requirements?"

Feng Xiaoer’s reluctant side face: “How? Let’s make a small look unwilling, what is Wang’s scruples?”

The strength of Longjiu deepened: "Where do you dare to ask the king?"

The phoenix 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上 上

As I saw at the beginning of the meeting in Jiuzhong, it was cold and lonely.

She looked at him at that time and was shocked by the stars.

Ah Ji is in front of him, but he can't remember her.

Have they ever been so beautiful and pure love, really no longer exist?

Feng Xiaoer knows that he can't hide this robbery.

Long Jiu’s 眸 布 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满 满

Feng Xiaoer thought, even if Long Jiu did not remember her, at least they had a beautiful night.

She loves Ajiu and is willing to give him the first time.

Even if he forgot her.

As long as they are combined, she is the woman of his dragon nine.

Feng Xiaoer’s quick thinking has already made up his mind.

For this love, she is willing to ruin her face and hand over her body to Longjiu. What is it? It is a bit nuisance to think about it, but at least she remembers Long Jiu, as long as she knows that Ah Jiu in her heart is still dead, she is already satisfied.

Long Jiu has been unable to wait, the big palm is covered on the fragrant shoulder of Feng Xiaoer, and the clothes are pulled down, and the clothes slide off the shoulders to reveal the white and bright skin.

In this dark night, the most deadly temptation has been added.

Long Jiu’s blood is boiling. He is a man of iron and blood. He has been restrained and forbearing.