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

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But this girl squinted, and the beautiful eyes were staring at him.

Nangong Liuyun sighed and reached for the mask on his face.

As soon as the mask was taken off, it immediately revealed a delicate and beautiful face.

What kind of face is that? The skin can be broken and smooth, so that the woman must look at her.

The sharp outlines of the lines, the five senses that are crafted like a ghost, the unparalleled temperament of the handsome and unparalleled...

This face, Su Luo has been watching for so many years, the familiar one can no longer be familiar with it.

Every time I see it, she will be amazed and let her blush.

Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun, and looked at her Nangong carefully.

And just at this time -

"噗嗤-"

With a soft bang, Nangong Liuyun’s long and powerful hand held the hilt and pulled it out.

"铮-"

The sword was thrown to the ground.

Nangong Liuyun leaned over and tore the robes on the chest of the fallen down, holding the bleeding position.

Su Luo looked at this beautiful and beautiful face.

The two were close together, and the nose was snug, and the Soviet Union could clearly feel the heat of the Nangong flowing clouds in her nose.

"Nan Gong Liu Yun."

"Ok."

"Nan Gong Liu Yun."

"Ok."

It is indeed her Nangong, no dreams.

The slender and delicate jade arms surround the Nangong Liuyun neck, and the body is lifted up. Almost everyone is hanging on him.

Nangong Liuyun was scared by her, and said lightly: "You still have injuries on your body, don't move!"

However, there is such a seductive Nangong in front of him, and the red lips of the red dragon call her, how can she endure it?

Su Luo's lower jaw lifted up and directly caught the seductive red lips in front of his eyes.

Nangong Liuyun is afraid of hurting the chest before the fall, where is the heart, how dare to be slow?

But this naughty little girl, with his arms hanging on him, just let him go.

"Looking at the head, don't move, don't move... oh..."

Poor Nangong two less, so it was so thin.

The kiss of Su Luo was fierce and fierce at first, and then slowly turned into a gentle rain...

In the process, Nangong Liuyun did not dare to move, the back was quite straight, and the right hand remained in a stiff posture, grabbing the chest of the Soviet Union.

The left hand is not idle, because the Soviet Union is pressed against the bed, lest she move to pull the wound.

The red lips of the Soviet Union left the lips of Nangong Liuyun, and saw the sweat of his brain, and immediately laughed out with a bang.

She laughed at him: "The nerd."

Nangong Liuyun did not breathe her white forehead like a jade: "You don't feel bad about your injury at all."

"Because you care about it." Su Luo said of course, justified, "You are more nervous than me, so why bother to be nervous, waste more energy."

Nangong Liuyun was speechless and gave her a look.

Su Luo smiled and said: "I will say it again, but it hurts so much. Is there any tension? My previous injury is more serious than this... The amount... Nangong I am so hungry, I want to eat!"

Su Luo saw the black face of Nangong Liuyun’s momentary sigh, and immediately shifted the topic.

However, it is already late to transfer the topic.

"Which injuries have you been? Where are you? Is it still hurting? Is there any uncomfortable? Who made you hurt?" The problem of Nangong Liuyun’s lingering shackles was over, and only the sputum was dizzy.