The Anarchic Consort

To be honest, she thought at the time that if she couldn’t help, she would give herself a knife.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like to give it away and get a humiliation.

As long as she thinks that something might happen, she can't wait to die.

So the mood at that time was not without fear.

Later, stupid, he was held in his arms, sniffing the familiar atmosphere.

She even had a moment of luck, but fortunately he was.

After all, it was the same table that was done for a while, not a casual cat.

There is no disgusting thing.

Just, this does not mean anything.

On the contrary, when he tossed her, it was too tossing, and she would properly retaliate.

She does not suffer, but it does not mean that she is unreasonable.

The third imperial controversy is still quite competent.

Helen Weiwei wants to be here, and it is impossible to meet people he likes. She has never seen anyone in her life, just do it.

However, Bai Lijiajue looked at her with some playfulness. She had already seen her sex, and he did not ask her to be ashamed of anything, but it was so eloquent to talk to him about the conditions after marriage.

People who don’t know, she thought she was really a woman who was not in the market.

Perhaps only he knows what this little scorpion will look like when he arrives in bed.

I don’t know anything, but I also yell at a paper tiger.

It is a very interesting thing to tame a tiger.

Especially to train her like this.

The corner of Bailijiajue smacked a trace of evil, sitting next to her, slender legs and faint temperament: "You really want to open."

"How can you not want to open, kill you?" Helen Weiwei took back his hand, and did not care to yawn, the voice was lazy: "I still cry and make you responsible? spend thousands of dollars to do What is not good, then again, my ambition is not here."

Still ambition, Baili Jiajue thinks that this little thing that doesn't know how to live and die is always different from others: "What ambition are you?"

"Become the first richest man in the world." Helen Weiwei talked about his dreams, but he was more spiritual and his eyes were bright.

The Baili Jiajue poured her water into the basin: "That is to have more money than the temple. Are you sure you can do it?"

Helen Weiwei was stunned and laughed again: "Do not try to know how to know."

Unexpectedly, Bai Lijiajue ignored her provocation at all. The slender fingers pointed her head. The cold look looked more like a idiot. "Herren Weiwei, your brain. Is it stuffed with tofu? You are not the first richest man in the world? What is the difference between the first one and the first one?"

Helen Weiwei really did not think about this problem, suddenly stunned.

The Baili Jiajue looked at her, and the taunting meaning became more and more obvious.

Because when she negotiated the contract, some of her highness promised to let her housekeeper manage the industry.

This toss, Helian Weiwei has forgotten such a thing.

However, there are still differences.

For example, one day she will go out from the palace one day, and it will not be returned to someone at that time.

Regarding money, it doesn't work for anyone, but you still have to rely on yourself.

"As for the other." The bag of the priests knocked on the hand: "Why don't you first look at the two copies of the book and talk."

Helen Weiwei thought that it would still be used. I was afraid that there was something wrong with it. She asked for two copies, one of which was still in her own hands.

However, she still smoothed out the roll of paper, um, one or two are no problem.

"Here." The man's arm wraps around and points to the husband's obligation on the seventh: "Look carefully."

Husband and wife obligations are not ... rest? !

When she filled in, she clearly wrote that she did not have this word!

Now there are only two more words in the back, and the context is completely different!

Helen Weiwei shrank and looked back at Bailijiajue. I don’t have to think about it. Whose masterpiece is this: "His Royal Highness has subverted my impression of you, and the means are not on the table."

Said, she laughed, picked up the agreement, and tore it into scraps of paper a little bit: "In this case, then we have nothing to talk about."

And that is, her movement made the eyes of Bai Lijiajue cold in an instant.

He looked at the rice paper that had tied the two of them together, and the black cockroaches filled the layers of suffocation.

"Is this temple saying that the temple is a good person?" He said, he slowly began to solve his sleeves, the face is still as beautiful as ice sculpture, even the tone of speech is with a cold tone, just action It is too aggressive.

This made Helen Weiwei have to be wary of it, and when the dagger came out, the sharp points would be obvious.

But he was holding his wrist and pressed the force to press her on his long leg.

"This temple has been thinking from the beginning, what can be done to make you two restless claws." The man whispered from behind her, a slightly hot breath hit her ear: " Finally, the temple found that this seems to be good."

Helen Weiwei bit her lip tightly, not for anything else, but the position where she was sitting, just in front of a hot hot.

Helen Weiwei knows this, and one of the temples did not open it.

Otherwise, people like him can't be so self-control.

So she happened to be on the muzzle, which is really his uncle!

Helen Weiwei did not have a belly, and the sensitive softness was pinched by the clothes. It was her fatal point.

The familiar feeling of numbness made her unable to hold her neck straight, but she didn't make a sound. Even her thin lips were biting white, but she still refused to show her weakness.

The Baili Jiajue looked at her, and the scorpion sank, and the strength in his hand was a little heavier.

The people who waited outside did not dare to come in, but Helen Weiwei could still hear the footsteps from time to time, which made her spirit more tense, and she was afraid that anyone would see her present.

In fact, at this point, Helen Weiwei was totally thinking about it. With such a sullen person under the three halls, how could she be seen by others?

I just admire it, and her mind appeared in her mind...

The water-filled wedding dress outlines her delicate body with an almost perfect curve. The curve starts from the delicate neck and flows to the round and smooth shoulders. It continues down and closes the boneless thin waist. And then down are two slender long legs...

The fly in the ointment is that in addition to the messy fog, there are no ones in the blind.

Just like now, she can talk to her about what kind of contract.

But also because she never put him in the heart...