Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

Standing up, even Rong Rong walked forward.

"Jun Shang, Rong Rong respects you a cup." In the eyes of everyone, even Rong Rong stood in front of the imperial dust, she raised the glass, smiled lightly toward the emperor.

Lian Rongrong is also very beautiful.

When Yan Qing was still there, Yan Qing was the first beauty in this heaven and earth, Yan Mu was the second beauty, and the third beauty was the Lian Rongrong of this company.

The Emperor's dust was peeling a grape for Fengchu song. He lifted his eyes faintly and his eyes swept from Lianrongrong. "You're welcome."

The low and clear voice made Lian Rongrong’s heart jerk.

Jun is talking to her! !

However, nothing more, the Emperor's dust is no longer the following.

Lian Rongrong looked slightly stiff, and she lifted the glass and drank all the wine in the cup.

After that, she took a deep breath. "Jun Shang, Rong Rong, like you..."

Lian Rongrong’s voice is not big, but because everyone is paying attention to this reason, the crowd is silent.

This family girl is too bold! !

Lian Deyi sat on one side, his face was especially ugly.

Others may not know the feelings of Jun on the Fengchu song, but he knows!

At the moment, Rong Rong is doing this himself.

"Rong Rong, come back, don't make trouble." Lian Deyi sipped two drinks.

Even Lian Rongrong did not care about Deyi’s words, but only a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the Emperor. "Jun Shang, have you received Rong Rong? In the future, Rong Rong will take care of your daily life and take care of everything you do, and will not make you feel uncomfortable."

Lian Rongrong's eyes are slightly reddish, and there is a little bit of light in his eyes. "Jun Shang, Rong Rong's requirements are not high, as long as you can do your embarrassment, even if you can't do it, it will be enough for Rong Rong to follow you."

This is especially true. If you hear it from other people, I am afraid that it will really be moved.

It’s a pity that this time, even Rong Rong’s encounter is the emperor’s dust.

The imperial dust has not stopped the action at hand. When Lian Rongrong said this, he finally stripped a grape at hand.

He carefully used the spiritual power to shake the seeds in the grapes, and then sent the grapes to the mouth of Feng Chuge.

Feng Chu song slightly lips, swallowed the grape.

"Well, it's delicious." Feng Chu song faintly raised his lips, and a faint smile on his face. This smile is very beautiful.

"The lady likes it, then I peel a few more." The emperor's dusty face evoked a few gentleness, said.

After that, he reached out and took a few grapes from one side.

All these movements are done in one go, and it seems that even Rong Rong does not exist.

Lian Rongrong stood on the side and watched the interaction between the imperial dust and the Fengchu song. The shyness of Fang’s face had already been dispersed, and it was a bit embarrassing.

She opened her lips and finally made a very weak voice. "Jun..."

The imperial dust finally stopped the action at hand. He leaned on the chair, raised his eyes and bowed to her. "Well? You still have something?"

The good voice, the indifferent words, like thunder, blasted in the brain of Lian Rongrong.

Only at once, even Rong Rong’s face was as delicious as it was.

In the surrounding area, some people took advantage of the situation here, and they couldn’t help but laugh out loud...

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