Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

When Kwon-na spoke, his face didn't blush or his heart beat, and his face didn't change.

Nye is living in a dream, and the unreliable words she said should be a story to listen to.

[What happened to the emperor afterwards? 】

"I remember being usurped by someone and becoming the concubine of the new king."

After a pause, she laughed strangely.

"My fellow, fortunately, stayed overnight."

Seems to be aftertaste.

"It's really good, the key scenes are free."

【……】

What kind of messy dream is this? !

The host has something.

Jishao knew that this was not good, but still couldn't bear curiosity.

[The new monarch, the gender is...]

"Of course it's a man!"

【……】

by.

[Wait, the new monarch didn't hack you to death? 】

Kwonna felt that the trouble was almost done, clapped his hands, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Unfortunately, I was the one who helped the new monarch to usurp the throne, and finally became the founding general. Isn't it amazing?"

Kwon Na didn't quite believe it, but he held his fingertips in his mouth and sucked.

He looked around, checked around, and returned to the living room.

"How can I, such a delicate little fairy, carry a big man to the bed?"

The woman leaned against the cold wall, worried.

【delicate? 】

I believe you a ghost!

Kwon Nae pouted her mouth, her brows curled up sadly.

In the end, she held Xi Cheng's collar and dragged him to the bedside abruptly.

The neck is stained with red marks.

Almost never strangled him.

After all this was done, there was a sudden movement outside the door of the suite.

He got up, with interest in his beautiful eyes.

Going to the door, I found that the door was completely closed and concealed.

no one.

Buzzing--

The phone inside the house rang.

"Hello? Sister Hua, I have a very important thing to tell you."

"what's wrong?"

"I heard that someone is going to post your black draft in the early hours of this morning."

Kwon Nai was not surprised.

"What is there to say about my black manuscript, and it won't be in the hot search. It's a big deal, just turn off the comment."

"It seems very explosive, be careful..."

Kwon Na blinked his eyes and said softly, "Okay, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Kwon-na changed into a white dress, drew a light makeup, and draped her hair.

Get off the hotel.

A cry came from the corner not far away.

"Please, don't... don't do this!"

"Help! Help!"

Kwon Nai glanced over there in his spare time, and was about to go in the opposite direction.

[That's Shen Guyi! Hey! 】

"I know."

Kwonna rubbed her hair and applied a thick layer of red lipstick by the way, and made some preparations.

[Then you won't save him? He is the actor, how beautiful the women's clothing is, if...]

"Naive."

According to Shen Guyi's normal routine, one dozen ten is not a problem, okay?

Let him act for a while.

The cry became more and more miserable, but no one heard it.

magical.

Ten minutes passed.

"Please don't talk..."

Kwonna wanted to laugh.

Is Shen Guyi entangled with three thousand troubles? I haven't taken it off after ten minutes.

She drew her long black hair to the front, covering her half-white face.

"Don't bully her~"

Kwon-na didn't open his mouth, he pinned a small amplifier to himself, and the phone played the pre-fixed recording.

The punks were attracted by the strange sound and turned their heads curiously.

Kwon Nai wore a white dress, her long hair weirdly fluttered in the wind, her red lips were alluring, and her grin spread out in a terrible arc.

Under the moonlight, it is even more permeating.

"Brothers, come here~ how nice I am~"