My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

It was them?

Murong Yun and Su Liancheng?

Luo Qianchan only vaguely noticed that someone was hiding in the dark, but he did not expect that they would be the two.

Thinking back to their own actions, wouldn't they all see it?

Suddenly changed so much, will she be suspected?

"Baba, don't be so vigilant, we are all our own." Su Liancheng's handsome face flattered, and Luo Qiantan was blinded. # _ #

Su Liancheng's identity is one of the best in Apocalypse, and is it necessary to please her?

And Murong Yun, according to his memory, he chose to get engaged with her just to perfunctory things, and only engaged, not married, so eager to her?

Where does Luo Qianqian know that her distinctive clever ghost has long aroused the interest of a certain prince, especially she may be his medicine for detoxification.

In Murong Yun's view, Luo Qianqian is the same person as him, the same uncle must report, and the same as a pig eating a tiger.

"I wonder what's going on between the two late-night visitors?"

Luo Qianqian was vigilant. If they were misbehaving, she would have to post the obedient note!

What about martial arts high strength nobody can rival?

Can you compare her "plug-in"?

"Of course, my eighth brother was afraid of being wronged, so I came over to take a look!" Before Murong Yun spoke, Su Liancheng took the lead.

Luo Qian shallow looked at the two, chose to ignore the title of Su Liancheng, and thought of the points on Murong Yun ...

Alas, so tangled?

While not wanting to intersect with Murong Yun, he was reluctant to score points!

In the end, it was the mind of the wealthy fan that prevailed. She changed her appearance to be strong. "Murong Yun is fortunate that you are here, otherwise what can people do?"

Murong Yun: "..."

Su Liancheng: "..."

This cheeky ranking, Su Liancheng feels that he should be a little behind.

But the next second, Murong Yun's reaction made Su Liancheng's surprise!

When I saw Murong Yun's figure came to Luo Qianchan, she stroked her soft hair gently, with a touch of tenderness: "I'm not afraid of being shallow, I'm here."

Only in front of Luo Qianchan, Murong Yun never claimed to be the king.

Luo Qianchan: "..."

Suddenly I feel so terrible.

Saying that the eight lords are ruthless? Did n’t you say that the Eighteen Lords are close to women? Said that the eight kings because of physical reasons, the addiction to addiction hates others to touch it?

And this leg ...

It ’s clear how to look and how to use it, there are no problems at all!

Su Liancheng's old blood got stuck in his throat! What is he doing here today?

My dear ... It's too sudden for you to open up!

No wonder my brother always asked him how he should get along with the woman. He was waiting for him?

"Eight, my elder brother, I suddenly remember that I still have something to do, let's go!" Su Liancheng really didn't want to blind his titanium dog eyes, and the words disappeared as soon as the words fell.

In this regard, Murong Yunle is among them, and Su Liancheng has been very troublesome.

As a result, Luo Qianchan's situation was awkward.

Her nervous fingers shrunk in her sleeves. What should I say?

"Shallow." Murong Yun's eyes flickered slightly.

Luo Qian shallowly and fiercely looked up, everyone knew that the distance between the two was closer. In this way, the two were almost zero distance, and the breath between them was close at hand.

"What's wrong?" She asked, pretending to be calm, fortunately she was a girl of the 21st century, otherwise she couldn't resist such a scene.

"Get up early tomorrow, and I will come in person to give the gift."

It turned out to be this.

Luo Qianchangchangshu breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, I see!"

She thought that Murong Yun was just meaning, and she didn't take it too seriously. Anyway, Luo Yanxiang said that no matter how much the gift is her, she doesn't need to think about it.

Staring at her slightly fleshy face, she seemed more refined in the day.

The atmosphere between the two became more ambiguous, and Murong Yungui sent the **** to embrace Luo's shallow and slender waist, and his eyes gave out a strange luster.

Murong Yun's beautiful face is gradually enlarged, getting closer and closer ...

Unlike the fierce bloodyness that night, Luo Qianchan recalled the events of that day, and flushed!

She was struggling to come out of Murong Yun's arms. "It's getting late, Murong Yun, you still go back early, I'm going to bed!"

boom--

Luo Qianchan, who was ashamed and annoyed, closed Murong Yun out of the door. A heart deer slamming in general couldn't calm down.

Damn, is she nervous? What if there is a reward point for a kiss?

Unfortunately, she did not have the courage to open the door.

Outside the door, this was the first time he had eaten behind closed doors.

However, Murong Yun felt the warm body temperature left by the girl between the fingers, as if not so angry.

The second lady is in the courtyard.

"Itching to death, mother, it's so itchy, but it's so itchy all over!"

Carefully laid out on the large and tender bed, Rokole was rolling without image, because the action was too large, the thin gauze was half-opened and half-opened, her chest was leaking, and a pair of ** was exposed .

Roccoe didn't realize it. She just felt itching all over her body. Her sharp nails scratched countless wounds on her body, and she couldn't avoid looking at her face.

The second lady was afraid that Luo Ke'er would ruin her appearance, and cursed indignantly, "Xiao Cui, can't you fasten the lady's hands?"

Xiao Cui then reacted, and ignored other things, and rudely put Roker on both hands behind her back, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Keer was unheard of, and without his hands, he could only squirm on the bed like a worm, and said in a vague manner, "Itching to death, mother, itching, but itching!"

The second lady hurriedly asked the reason: "Why did Miss Three suddenly get itchy all right? Did you give Miss Three medicine?"

There were several servant girls waiting in the room. They knelt down on the ground, crying for mercy. "Mrs. Second, I dare not, even giving ten slaves the courage is not afraid to bully Miss Three!"

At the moment, it ’s not the time to punish the slave, the second lady's fierce kick is on the niece closest to herself: "Not ready to find a doctor ?!"

"It's Mrs. Er, here's the slave ..." The maidservant climbed up from the ground with pain, and stumbled out of the door.

The second lady was sitting on the bed in pity, rubbing her tears from the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, and coaxing her softly: "Ke, mother, how nice you are, you can't bear it, you can't catch it, the doctor will come right away.

Roker was red-eyed, struggling to continue scratching, and now she didn't want to listen to anything, itching, itching!

"Ah!" Xiao Cui accidentally scratched his arm with Rocole, and the **** wound was shocking.

Without restraint, Rocole once again grasped the itchy body severely, and soon she had countless scars on her body.

"Keer, Keer?" The second lady really had no choice but to call Xiao Cui again: "Xiao Cui, you have great strength, and you will stun Miss Three!"

Going on like this, she doesn't have a good place all over her.

Xiao Cui couldn't help but chopped his back to Luo Ke'er's neck.