Wife is Outrageous: His Evil Highness Comes Knocking

"Happy?

Qi Luoer raised his eyebrows: "Where is Happy? As soon as I came under your men, I was put in jail ... There is no freedom, is this Happy?"

"That's what they got wrong, rest assured, it won't happen again." Yue Wuyi promised with a smile.

"Not in the future? You mean no more about me?"

There was some disbelief about Zilor.

"Yes! I will arrange you to stay in the guest room, wherever you want to go, no one will stop you."

Yue Wuyi gave her a reassurance pill.

"Where is the musician?"

A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly came over.

With the words, picking together, fluttering into a person.

Qi Luoer only felt his eyes light up, his chin almost fell off!

Another demon beauty!

The man was wearing a lake-blue robe, with no hair tied up, and spread his mind at will, holding a guqin in his arms.

The beauty of looks is difficult to describe and difficult to draw, and it seems to be comparable to Yue Wuyi.

The difference is that his beauty is like a lily of the chrysanthemum, leisurely and faint, with an air of clean spirit isolated from the world.

Qi Luoer almost drooled. This-is it because the feng shui of this world is so good, all Peugeots raised like this!

He lives in this palace, isn't he also a demon?

Thinking of the exam in Baiyun Mountain, Ziyunmen people sighed in disguise as people in demons.

No wonder Bai Li will be angry, and his own people will be vilified into that virtue, so that anyone who sees it is not happy.

"This girl-is a musician?"

The man bowed his knees to Wuyue Wu slightly, his voice was golden but Yuying was very nice.

There was some surprise and uncertainty in his eyes towards Qi Luoer.

Yue Wuyi tapped the desktop with his fingers, smiling like that: "Sure enough, as soon as you say that there are any good songs, you rushed immediately. Why? No retreat? Have you come up with a new score?"

There was some gloom on Lechi's face: "No. I always feel something wrong."

"Wenrunruyu, gentleman!"

Seeing the orchestra, Qi Luoer came up with these eight words in his head.

Look at Xiangyue Wuyi again: "Listen to the reporter that Wuyi brother brought a musician, isn't it-this girl?"