The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei always felt that the body of the three emperors would be very good. I didn't expect it to be so eye-catching, and suddenly felt that he should find a chance to go to the Xiangyuan and browse for it, and he would definitely sell a good price!

"Saliva." The man's temperatureless squeaking sound is in her ear, so that I can only sit alone, and if I take it out, the ladies in Kyoto will definitely faint.

However, the three emperors always like her tongue, which is not desirable.

Let him poison his tongue, and he will receive more "surgery fees."

Thinking of this, Helian Weiwei's mouth smeared a touch of arc, reached out and took the needle and the line out, and smoked it with the oil lamp. Her movements were very professional and dazzling.

Waiting for the silver needle to be baked, Helian Weiwei swept the man's body temperature, even higher than the temperature just now!

Burning this way, you can stay awake, do not know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

If the other person is in a coma, she can move the knife on him unscrupulously.

But he is awake, she has to wait carefully, and can't take the opportunity to see what he looks like.

Helian Weiwei didn't feel too cool, and decided to double the "surgery fee."

"Drinking my daughter red can stop the pain." Helen Weiwei swept away the light and leisurely, re-slung the scattered hair, and carefully fixed the silk scattered on the ear, showing the cautious and evil: "Lie down."

"Lie's lie down?" Brigadier picked up a good-looking brow, and a pair of narrow scorpions stopped on the bayonet on Helianweiwei's hand.

Helen Weiwei greeted his eyes, and the thin lips rose: "You can also sit, but it will hurt if you move the knife."

The Barry Gregory was faint, but there was no movement.

Helen Weiwei understood what he meant, and did not swear again. He took the wine directly and took a sip, but did not swallow, but all sprayed on the wound of Bailijiajue.

Then she picked up the silver knife and cut it along the texture of the muscles.

The Barry Gregory tightened his thin lips and looked up. The black and white peach blossoms reflected a delicate face.

Watched by the man, Helian Weiwei did not have the slightest panic. She dug out the arrow and began to clean the wound with cold wine. After cleaning, she picked the needle and stitched the wound of Bailijiajue. It’s up.

The Baili Jiajue looked at this scene, and the cold, low and low flowed with a faint stream of light.

He has seen countless famous doctors and has never seen such healing techniques.

Is there such a cure in the mainland of China?

The Bailijiajue was sinking and sinking, and casually opened his mouth: "What do you think of winning?"

Helen Weiwei’s heart suddenly slammed, but his hand continued to look: “I haven’t studied it.”

This man will not find out what?

Helian Weiwei's eyes are slightly tight, and in the mainland of China, the most unacceptable is to win.

The so-called win is that the original body has changed its soul.

It is basically the same as her current situation.

The winners will be burned for three days and three nights.

She does not want to be treated as a demon.

Therefore, she will do everything in her own way, not even revealing that she is the identity of the boss of the world. Although that can bring her a lot of convenience, but the same, some people will stare at her.

Helian Guangyao is not stupid, even Helianjiao is a bit of a brain.

It is impossible for a person to have such a big change overnight.

She must come slowly and let them think that she has come from luck except for her temper.

This will avoid unnecessary trouble.

However, she did not understand what the three emperors asked her in the end?

Did you discover her?

Or just just chatting?

Because the three emperors did not continue this topic after saying this.

Fortunately, she responded quickly, and did not appear a little abnormal in front of this man, in case the man just deceived her.

After all, what this man loves to do is this kind of thing.

Helen Weiwei decided not to want anything, but as if he did not hear it, he would continue to bow his head and concentrate on bandages for him.

The Bailijiajue slowly took his eyes back from the face of Helen Vivi, and the narrow scorpion was filled with deep meaning.

Helen Weiwei thought about it and always felt that something was wrong. He paused and looked up: "You can see it."

"Yeah." The voice of Bai Lijiajue faintly responded.

Helen Weiwei frowned: "When can I see it?"

The prince of Bailijiao looked at her and looked at her deeply. The tone was not too slow: "When you just peeked at the body of the temple." Helen Weiwei:...

When did she peek at his body!

Said she is so evil!

Is she enjoying it in the bright and beautiful!

The only person who can say such indifference to the wind is this man!

Can't chat happily!

Helen Weiwei licked her lips and revealed two small dimples. Although the smile was sweet, it was definitely not harmless: "Oh, yes, forget to tell your Highness, it will hurt more."

It’s not that Helen Weiwei deliberately, but the anesthesia of the wine has passed, and the wound that has been cut off will start to hurt.

In addition, the Bailijiajue is still having a fever. It may cause a high degree of coma because of the wound. The pain is a good thing. I am afraid that it will burn when I get burnt. Even the pain does not hurt.

Helen Weiwei thought of this, the handkerchief was soaked in wine, and he couldn't care about the difference between men and women. When he saw the man's lack of energy, he wiped his body with alcohol. This is the best way to get a high fever.

So all night, Helian Weiwei did the same movement, invading the handkerchief, wiping the joints for the Bailijiajue, and sometimes observing his wounds.

Gradually, Helian Weiwei couldn't resist drowsiness, so she sat down on the bed and slept, and she still had the white pad on her hand.

After the death of Bai Lijiajue, what I saw was such a scene.

Helen Weiwei’s little head was a little bit, and it’s going to hang down.

The man’s deep and narrow scorpion sank, and when the head was about to hit the bed, the right hand of the sacred sacred stalks gently covered her head and successfully pressed her into her arms.

It was finally comfortable, and Helen Weiwei licked his little face and found a comfortable posture, lifting his thin lips like a cat.

The Baili Jiajue looked at this scene, and the corner of his mouth could not help but smack a faint smile...

In the early morning of the next day, the wind was in harmony with the wind.

Helen Weiwei opened her eyes and saw a golden sun spilling in. She shone slightly.

When I first got out of the activity, I found myself pressing something hard and hard. I lifted it up and looked at it. I saw that she was under the pressure of three emperors...