The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Chapter 397: He is such a Feng Lingran

Xiao Yu's small hand pressed in front of Feng Lingran's shoulder, the twilight flashed slightly, and some did not dare to look directly at the phoenix's deep and hot black.

"Let's wait, wait another two days? Just two days."

Xiao Yu's delicate face is red and hot. She doesn't know. These days, Feng Lingran has been patient with her while she is sleeping together, but she has no way! Her aunt is coming, can't she mess with him?

I still remember the night of the cave, her tears came out.

To be honest, if she can, she really doesn't want to be with him...

Xiao Yu licked her lips and her face was hot. This kind of thing is not something she doesn't want...

She has already married Feng Lingran...

Feng Ling looked at her for a moment, and put her shy red expression into her eyes. She felt her soft body twitching in his arms. Although it was very short, he was discovered.

"Okay, it will be two days."

Feng Ling did not force Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu was very surprised, because she already felt that Feng Lingran...

Xiao Yu looked up and looked at Feng Lingran strangely. He was black and like a beast. His desire was not faded, but he still promised her, and did not force her. This kind of Feng Lingran is no longer like a beast, but a few. The gentleman's demeanor makes people's involuntary heartbeat quicker and inexplicably likes.

But two days later...

Animals will eventually play the nature of animals.

In this world, which man will meet his beloved woman will sit still? Animals are also a primitive instinct for men.

However, some men, this instinct can be countless.

And some, but only for the woman I like.

Feng Lingran is the latter, only for the woman she likes.

......

In a blink of an eye, one day passed.

Xiao Yu wakes up very early today, and Feng Ling just wore a robes to go to the early morning, she woke up.

So early, even the slaves and the palace ladies outside the door did not think of it.

She got up and wore clothes and took out a thing from her arms, which contained the river brought back.

"Master, do you really want to drink? Xiaoyan thinks that the owner is better not to drink. If the owner wants to know the medicinal properties of this drug, he can feed it to the pigs, horses and sheep, which will be more insurance."

Xiao Yan’s voice rang in Xiao Yu’s ear, and his body moved and became soft and flew down from Xiao Yu’s ear.

"Pig, horse, cattle and sheep?" Xiao Yu looked at the river in his hand, the twilight was heavy, and the corner of his mouth evoked a light smile: "Do they tell me the illusion?"

What she wants to know is not how powerful this drug is, but who wants to know, what kind of illusion will it produce when drinking this drug?

I’m a little embarrassed, some don’t know how to answer Xiao Yu, how can those pigs, horses, and sheeps talk like Xiaoyan, just fine.

Unfortunately, those fools can't talk.

"But the master, what if you have something?" Xiaoxi was very worried: "Small donkey does not want the owner to have an accident."

Xiao Yan was on Xiao Yu’s ear, as if she was going to hug her, her voice was sobbing, her master’s accident, Xiao Yan’s no longer had a master, no more sweet blood, no drink, no matter what meaning? It’s better to be with the owner...

Xiao Yu seems to feel the sadness of Xiao Yan, she raised her finger, played the ear bead, and flew the small bullet.

"You can rest assured that I will not have anything, you will not have no blood to drink, and I will drink the river after a while. If you really lose your senses and madly hurt yourself, you will order my acupuncture points, understand?" ”

Xiao Yan’s body popped up and quickly flew to Xiao Yu’s face. The round eyes were somewhat guilty, and the master was so powerful! Can Xiao Yan’s mind be guessed by her?

But Xiao Yan is really worried about the owner! Xiao Yan wants to be with the owner forever.

"Master, Xiao Xiao understands."

Acupuncture, it can still be done.

Xiao Yu looked at Xiao Yan, nodded, raised his hand and drank the river.

Xiao Yu sat in the chair carved by Zijinmu and waited quietly. Half an hour passed, but there was no illusion in her mind.

Xiao Yu frowned, is it because she went too late? The drug ingredients in the river have become thinner, not enough to make people feel illusory?

If she drinks a little more water, will it be useful?

The door knocked at the door, and the voice of the slave came.

"Miss, are you awake?"

"Wake up, come in!"

The slaves pushed in the door and held the face in the golden pot. They saw Xiao Xiao’s neatly sitting in the chair. His peach blossoms flashed slightly. Usually, the lady would not wake up so early. How could she sit in the chair so early today? ?

Or... What's the matter with Miss?

The slaves put down the golden pot and waited for Xiao Yu to wash.

The towel in his hand gently brushed Xiao Xiao's face, and picked up Xiao Yu's fingers, one by one, carefully wiped, as if to treat the treasure.

Feng Lingran’s words last night were still in the ear. The slaves knew that Feng Ling was a man who said that he would do it. Although Feng Lingran did not dig his eyes today, if he did not dig his eyes today, I am afraid that Feng Ling will no longer allow him to stay with Xiao Yu.

A pair of eyes, a Xiao Yu.

The slaves don’t hesitate to use these eyes for Xiao Yu.

Feng Lingran, the man, squatted in this place, knowing that he cares about Xiao Yu, it is impossible to leave her, but forced him in this way.

The slaves looked up and looked at Xiao Yan’s beautiful face, and his heart was in a rumble. If he didn’t have these eyes, he couldn’t look at Xiao Yan’s face anymore, and he was on the side of Xiao Yu’s side.

Even the qualifications to serve her are not.

A blind man can't wait for someone.

"Sir, what happened to you?"

Xiao Yu feels that the slave is a bit strange, especially looking at her eyes, very strange, as if hiding the secret she does not know.

"Nothing, the slaves just think that the lady is very good-looking and wants to see more."

The slave smiled, the charm of the city, the lady in his heart, always the most beautiful.