The Evil Wife’s Wild Husband

Jinyun couldn't help but shake. Although he didn't officially show up, but the time spent in Zhifenglou was not short, he had some understanding of the temperament of the wind, and such a smile was terrible than her cold face.

Generally speaking, when the wind is cold, it will give people a happy time, and when she laughs, then you don't have to worry about your life, but you will regret it for your behavior.

She doesn't want to give you all that you want, and what she gives you is what you don't want, even fear.

I feel that the current atmosphere is too dangerous. No one in the paintings will open the mouth. Even Huang Yumo is smart enough not to ridicule the wind.

Yun Siyu has taken back her sight and looked at the wind and looked at her. She reached out and hugged her waist and arched her arms to cover the icy coldness in her eyes.

Hey is his!

In a short while, the dream was brought in, and he was arrogant in the wind and the wind, but no one cares about him. The wind does not ask him to rise, he naturally does not dare to get up.

Just sneak up and look at the wind, although he wants to get away from the bitter sea, he wants to climb the idle king, but he has to admit that this free king is hard to make people feel uncomfortable.

Jinyun took him over and looked at his nose and nose. He stood on the side and said nothing.

Others don't talk, they are all curious about how they will do it.

However, Feng Lingqi did not seem to see the extra people at all. He just reached out and dug his head in his arms and smiled. "The explanation is on the scene. You don't want to see it?"

Yun Siyu said, "There is a way to play the piano. You can listen to it."

Looking at his awkward look, Feng Ling's original unpleasant mood is a lot better, but she still prefers the appearance of the wild cat's claws.

Then he reached out and picked up his chin, looked at him on his face and smiled. "You are not so unconfident?"

Yun Siyu took her for a while and said, "He can't beat me." Just such a weak man, he can crush him with one finger.

"This is not enough."

Others listened to the conversation between the two people and they were puzzled. The King of the Kings would not want to fight with Wang Jun and the son. Who won who followed her?

"But people are not happy." The wild cat is also very protective.

Feng Ling asked his hair and asked, "So how can Wang Jun adults be deflated?"

Yun Siyu’s eyes turned and said, “Give me the money you won.”

"it is good."

Hearing the words, Yun Siyu smashed out from her arms and said with enthusiasm, "I counted how much I won." As soon as the interpretation came out, the win or loss was basically fixed.

Looking at his empty arms, I screamed for a while. "There is no conscience, can you compare your wife and wife to me?"

Yun Siyu took her back to her, and she ignored it. Xiaoyun couldn’t help but sneer. Wang Jun, wouldn’t this be revenge?

Huang Yuxuan couldn't help but ask, "Ling, how much have you pressed?"

"Five million two."

Huang Yuxuan took a slap in the mouth and screamed, "Why do you have more money than me? Unfair!"

Feng Ling smacked from her sad face, said faintly, "You have heard it, but I have not earned a penny, don't want to make an idea here."

Huang Yuxuan is even more sorrowful. She believes that she has a ghost. The Zhifeng Building is a wonderful move. Some of the casinos in her hands are sure to make a profit, and she can say this without losing her color.

Because there are still outsiders, Huang Yuxuan did not say anything, just dry up, "I am not fair, how can I not see you when you ask for money?"

Feng Ling took it for granted. "Si Yu is my Wang Jun. I don't have any of his. As for you, am I familiar with you?"

Her Majesty the Queen suffered a lot of blows and slammed the wound on the table alone.

No conscience, too no conscience, if it is not the words she mentioned, can this flower contest be so lively? She is also very powerful!

Others are in the fog, usually the Queen's Majesty has a baby reward for the idle king? When did Her Majesty reach out and ask for money from the idle king?

After the talent show of Zhifeng Building was over, there were still a lot of people playing in the game. As Feng Lingxi said, important people are the last to appear. These people are very self-conscious, how can they descend their identity and those brothels Robber?

Yun Siyu was anxious to get the money, and he was not in the mood to enjoy the performance.

Seeing Yun Siyu pulling the wind and going, the dream has to sound to remind them of their existence, "Wang..."

Feng Ling slammed his foot and looked at him and said to Xiaoyun, "Let him go to the stable to serve."

When the words came out, the dream was once again stunned. The horse room waited for something to be done. He still knew something. Isn’t it just feeding the horse to the horse to bathe the hair? "Wang Ye..."

Feng Ling looked at him impatiently, and his voice was cold. "You don't want to be a slave, this king has already fulfilled you. Do you still have opinions?"

"I..." Meng Xin bit his lip and endured it. He could only comfort himself. He always had a chance when he entered the palace.

Jin Yun can't see other people's ideas, and now he said, "Let's go, I will take you outside the city."

"Outside the city?" The dream looked at him doubtfully.

Jin Yun explained with kindness, "There are quite a few horses fed by Wang Ye, so you don't have to worry about the stables in the Zhuangzi outside the city. The total count is not too many. Although you are alone, you want to come. It should not be a problem." In fact, apart from snowing, other horses are not riding at all, and most of them are mounts of other people in Wangfu.

Wang Ye clearly does not intend to make this dream better, then let him take care of himself, who makes him so uninteresting.

Dreams are white, and thousands of horses want him to take care of him. How can he do it? "Wang... I ask the prince to let the dream be served by the prince."

He wants to climb the wind, he wants to have a better life, but to serve those horses, it is better to stay in Zhifeng Building.

"There is no need for other people to serve around the king. You still think about how to serve those horses. After all, the king does not raise people who are useless."

"It's not fair. Wang Ye said that he doesn't raise people who are useless. Then what about him?" Meng Xin didn't know if he was in a hurry. He reached out and pointed to Yun Siyu, who was carrying the wind and his sleeves. He said, "Dream has confidence. As long as it is what he will do, his dreams will be, he will not do things, and his dreams will be the same."

Yun Siyu licked his mouth and seemed to disdain him. He would have more things, such as letting him instantly become a corpse or something.

Feng Ling said quite funnyly, "Is this king said to be fair to you? What do you think you are?" Why should she be fair?

Yun Siyu didn't do it, and asked the wind, "Do you think I am useless?" Doesn't that mean that he is useless?

Feng Lingqi quickly shook his head and denied, "How come? I will be willing to raise you again." It is best to raise a white fat, and feel comfortable.

Dreams bite the lip, red eyes said, "Despite the fall of the dream, but it is still innocent, the original birth is not bad." Although it is not comparable to the identity of the generals of Yun Siyu.