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

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Su Luo was unscrupulously invaded in the mouth of Nangong Liuyun, aggression, hehe!

Finally, she grabbed his slender tongue.

Su Luo remembered the annoyance that he had left before, and he bite it in one bite!

Blood flows out...

Su Luo wanted to retreat, and wanted to stop the gold, but this time it was not what she wanted to stop.

Nangong Liuyun was passively taken, and his lips covered her softness and tightness, which made her unable to escape...

In the relationship between the Soviet Union and the Nangong Liuyun, the Soviet Union has always played the Nangong Liuyun of the IQ.

This kiss lasted for half an hour...

Nangong Liuyun was reluctant to let go of the Soviet Union.

At this time, the Su Luo's eyes are silky, his cheeks are red, his body is soft and his feet are unstable. Where is the strength and vitality of Nangong Liuyun?

She glanced at him with hatred and turned and left.

Hey, the Soviet Union is going fast.

Nangong Liuyun's white fingers touch the lips, there is the taste she left, the beauty is so sweet, I can't wait to wake up.

Nangong Liu Yun’s lips and a smirk with a smile, he followed suit and fell behind him.

She went east and he also went east.

She went west and he also went west.

She entered the house and slammed the door shut.

But what is the door in front of him?

Nangong Liuyun didn't even have to hit the door. He reached out and touched it. This door was like a thin piece of paper. It was smeared by Nangong Liuyun...

Su Luo: "..."

She grinned angrily: "What do you want to do!"

"Is still angry?" Nangong Liu Yun hands on her slender shoulders and smiled at her.

"Hey!" Sue, don't look away!

Nangong Liuyun snorted, and the white and well-defined fingers provoked her sharp jaw, and tempered to plead: "Well, it’s my fault, I’m wrong with my little ancestors, Princess. Yet?"

Su Luo held his chin proudly and ignored it.

Nangong Liuyun gently took her to her arms and caressed her thin back. She whispered softly and whispered: "Okay, I am not angry, I am mad at me, ah?"

"You don't want me!" Su Luo bitterly bit his neck.

Nangong Liuyun was a stiff body, and then he sighed and held the shoulder of the Soviet Union, forcing her to look at herself.

His eyes are deep and affectionate: "How can I not want you? Even if you don't want me, you won't want you."

"Are you not leaving?"

Nangong Liuyun helplessly: "Isn't that anxious? Isn't it all the same? Is it sensible to leave home, isn't it? You are so anxious, you can't say anything, just like what I am like." ""

The more the Nangong Liu Yun said, the lower the voice, with a self-blame and self-blame.

Su Luo looked at his low head and felt the sorrow that came out of him.

Nangong Liuyun deeply fell in the arms of the Soviet Union, and the movement was gentle and almost cautious. This time, the Soviet Union did not struggle or break free.

Nangong Liu Yun’s heart was slightly relieved, but his tone was serious and serious: “Let’s fall, I have sworn to you since the last time, and I will never leave you alone.”

After the last incident, Nangong Liuyun swears to himself, and even if he regenerates the gas, he will never leave the Soviet Union alone, so he will return if he does not even go out.