The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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The night is cool as water.

Bei Chenying stood in the garden tangled, hands crossed and looked up at the sky.

"Let's talk, what are you looking for?" The purple eyes appeared on him calmly.

Today's Beichen Ying is really interesting. She sent a letter to her room and asked her to come here.

"Hey..." I saw Zijing looking at myself with a serious look. The black and white clear eyes were like a clear spring, and I looked at myself cleanly. If Beichen Shadow went to the mouth, I couldn’t say it.

"What the **** is it? Mysteriously, if you have something to say, let's go back to sleep." Zi Yan yawned and turned to leave.

"Hey, don't go!" Bei Chenying grabbed the arm of Zi Yan.

He managed to brew the feeling for so long, and if the purple scorpion left, wouldn’t it all be ruined?

"So, you said, ah, hesitating is not the character of your young Master Beichen." Ziqi brothers patted Bei Chenying's shoulder.

"Hey--" Bei Chenying feels that this is a confession. Is it clearly a good brother's posture? He was so hard to brew the emotions that he was shot by Zi Yan.

"Say." Zi Yan urged him.

"Hey - that is... I... that..." Beichen Ying, who had been in the flowers, was like a shy little boy, his neck was suffocating, his face was slightly reddish.

"Hmm?" The purple eyes are puzzled, and the black and white eyes are bright as stars.

"That is... the night tonight, so beautiful." Beichen Ying looked up at the sky for appreciation.

Zi Yan looked at Bei Chenying with a look at the snake disease: "I am coming out of the middle of the night, just to say this?"

Isn't it a high fever? Ziyan thought so, subconsciously picking up his toes and exploring the forehead of Beichen Ying.

Not warm or hot, just fine, not like the brain is burned.

Beichen shadow brow wrinkled like a knot. Does he look like someone who burns his brain?

"Hey, let's just say." Beichen Ying proudly cheered himself in his heart.

"Then let's just say it." Zi Yan shrugged his shoulders. The spring is chilly, and the cold wind in the middle of the night is really cold.

"Hey--" Bei Chenying's voice is **** with charm.

However, his name was just called export, and Zixiao suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha -" Zi Yan smiled and almost fell to the ground, "Bei Chen Ying, are you getting into the body tonight? Hey? I spray!"

Bei Chen Ying looked helpless and looked at this uncooperative woman!

He has countlessly regretted the agreement with the gentleman signed by the Soviet Union.

The agreement stated that if he loses, he must confess with the purple scent in the best night of the atmosphere, and it is not a casual confession, but also need to get the other party's response, Ziyan dismantled the platform and told him how to play it!

Bei Chenying depressed the back of his head. To say that he is also, how can it be so stupid! Ming knows that Shulu’s gimmicks are so lucky that he has never lost after betting with others. How can he be so easily fooled by her?

In the heart of the belly, Bei Chenying secretly cheered himself. Isn't it a confession? He is the young master of the North, who is riding a diagonal bridge and is full of red sleeves. Can he be stumped by this?

Therefore, Bei Chenying took a deep breath and began to continue the original drama after brewing the full emotion.