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

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Su’s subconscious consciousness lifted his head and looked at the Nangong Liuyun in front of him.

At this moment, he is cold, like thousands of years of accumulated ice and snow, with a suppressed bloodthirsty killing, the noble king is domineering!

His hand was placed on her slender neck, as if she had nodded her head and she would be in a different position.

However, the Soviet Union has always been soft and not hard, so the stronger the Nangong Liuyun performance, the greater the rebound of the Soviet Union.

Su Luo looked at him with no anger, and his mouth smirked with a cruel smile. The red lips spit out two words: "Yes."

The two words are light, like a feather, but in the world of Nangong, there are so many waves, and the Thunder slams!

The noble and domineering Nangong Ersheng was afraid of the first time, and he was on the spot and stayed on the spot.

He grasped the hands of the fallen hands and used the roots of the joints to whiten.

Su's hand hurts!

Her face was covered with a layer of fine sweat, her pain was almost suffocating, she almost fainted with pain, but she bit her teeth, holding her chin, sneering with a brutal bloodthirsty mouth, the bottom of her eyes Full of ridicule and jealousy.

She looked at him with such a look and provocatively.

She is mad at him.

Su Luoyuan thought that he was proud and honorable like him. He must be unwilling to suffer this grievance. He will definitely walk away from the crowd. From then on, the road will go halfway.

However, what was unexpectedly unexpected was that she clearly felt that Nangong II took a deep breath and calmed her heart.

His deep, cold eyes stared straight at her, cold like a thousand years of snow, revealing the shadow of the haze, with a peerless domineering!

The thin lips of Nangong Liuyun's red and moist hair slightly evoke a touch of curvature, like a **** flower on the other side.

His eyes stared at the fall, as if through the face in front of her eyes, directly in the depths of her soul, tearing down all her lies.

He stared at her like that, staring at her, staring at her...

Just when Su Luo thought that the whole world was still, suddenly -

A powerful domineering oppressed the Soviet Union.

The Soviet Union fell back subconsciously.

But behind her is the millennium old tree.

Therefore, Su Luo slammed, the back hit the ancient tree trunk straight, her tears are coming out soon.

However, she did not wait for her to exclaim, and a strong shadow came to her.

"Well--"

After the reaction of Su Luo, he struggled desperately.

But the more she struggled, the more the Nangong Liuyun in anger would not let her go, but the more the original primitive conquest in his body.

Nangong Liuyun pressed the Soviet Union to the tree. He held the back of the Soviet Union in one hand, and the other hand held her white and innocent face. The tight body was even more pressured by the Soviet Union. In vain.

The fanatical kiss, overwhelming, mad like a blast, swept towards her.

Su Lu was really irritated this time.

In this world, the ability to anger the Nangong Liuyun to this extent is only her alone.

Overbearing kisses, strong kisses, fierce kisses, arrogant kisses...

It was like a heavy wave, and when the Soviet Union thought it was over, it swarmed again.

After the initial violent, the kiss gradually subsided and turned into a fine but gentle kiss.

He held her face as if holding a peerless treasure, gentle and fascinating.

Su Luo began to struggle fiercely, and later lost himself, indulged in his gentle township, long time difficult to extricate himself.