With tears in my eyes, I want to hold back, but my tears are like a broken line, rolling down one after another, and the words in the middle of my heart are constantly echoing in the middle of my mouth... When you come, you will take her. Send away.

Luo Yuan’s eyes made her feel scared. If her majesty sent her away, her end would be worse than today.

I want to pray for Nangong, the trembling lips open, but I can’t utter a half sentence. She is just a humble slave. Her Majesty saves her today, because this is like the face of a girl named Xiao Yu. She also hopes that her Majesty will protect her for this life?

I know very well that I have a few pounds and a few weights. She doesn't dare to ask for pleading. She just wants to live in peace. Every month, she can get the money for the poor younger brother to buy medicine. The sister-in-law has been destroyed. A copper plate is Will not get it back, she can't go wrong again...

Nangong sees Luo Yuan's dark eyes and stares at him, just like staring at the prey in his fancy. He knows this kind of look too. Sometimes, when he looks at Xiao Yu, he will also have such a look.

I can’t ask for it, I want to use all means to take her back.

The difference is that he fell in love with Xiao Yu, Luo Yuan was rejected by the beggar, and his heart was not happy.

He regained Xiao Yu and would love her well. Luo Yuan took back the shackles and would abuse her.

Nangong is not a good person. Today's rescue is because it is only a moment. This face makes him feel pity. If Xiao Yu comes, his pity will only give Xiao Xiao, no one can tolerate others.

"How can a gentleman be a strong man? There are a lot of dancers here, Luo Yuan, you pick one!"

Luo Yuan’s disdain smiled, and what Nangong told him to do was not something difficult for the strong man?

On the surface of Luo Yuan, there was no refutation of Nangong Temple. Twilight moved to the dancers, picked and picked, and finally locked one. He reached out and said: "Just her, come over."

The dancers who were ordered were a little scared, but they did not dare to refuse. They slammed the holy mouth and refused to be a dead word.

She walked toward Luo Yuan, and when she was one step away from Luo Yuan, he was pulled into his arms and opened the mask of the feathers on her face.

Luo Yuan saw her exquisite face, slightly squatted, smiled cheerfully, pinched her chin, and kissed her on the lips: "It’s really like, the girl who is kneeling down is going to spend a good time. I found these dancers with great thoughts."

Luo Yuan raised his handsome face and smiled at some of the fascinating Nangong Temple: "Xie Yan sent me such a beautiful woman."

Nangong Temple saw Luo Yuan kissing the little girl's mouth, the fingers in the sleeves were tight, and the sorrow was sinking. If he said that he was going out, it would be like the water that was poured out.

"You don't have to thank you, you just need to do that, don't say this beauty, you have ten, one hundred, and you will give it to you."

Nangong’s fingers gradually loosen. He wants only one Xiao Yu, other women, and then the United States is not Xiao Yu.

Luo Yuan's eyebrows slightly pick: "Do you also include the one lying on the ground?"

Nangong湚 did not speak.

Luo Yuan saw a slight tremor on his back. He was in a better mood and continued to say: "If it includes the one on the ground, within ten days, I will help Xiao Yu get it."

Nangong’s heart is moving, can you see Xiao Yu within ten days? The white lips are involuntarily raised slightly. He thinks about the cute little fox. He thinks that the heart and the liver will hurt.

Even if he did not fold, he would have to take her away from Feng Lingran. She had already married him and she should be his.

Nangong湚 did not immediately agree with Luo Yuan: "When you do it, let's talk!"

Luo Yuan’s eyes are bound to gain: “Well, one sentence is fixed. Within ten days, I used Xiao Yu to change.”

After that, Luo Yuan picked up the woman in her arms and left with a big laugh.

The moment he turned around, Luo Yuan was in a dark, Xiao Yu’s man injured him. This hatred did not report, he vowed not to give up, he and Nan Gongyi reached an agreement, he could not touch Xiao Yu, he still has this image Xiao Yu’s woman.

There is still that sly, no woman has dared to reject him, she refused him, he will not let her go.

After Luo Yuan left, his soft legs were almost on the ground.

......

Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Royal Palace.

After Wan Yiyu was detained for a few days, he was released again. He was very surprised. If he did not ask the guards in the guard cell, it was determined that Feng Lingran had placed him in the middle of the game. He thought that the guards had misplaced the people.

In the heart of Wan Yu’s heart, I went to find Feng Lingran, and was stopped by Feng Lingran’s old Huangmen.

"Yu Gongzi, the emperor does not want to see you, there is no way for slaves, you should not be a slave."

Wan Yuyu saw the reddish temple door closed, and there was some embarrassment in her heart. Feng Lingran liked Xiao Yu. After this incident, Feng Ling decided to count the account of Shang Yu Yan’s injury to Xiao Yu. On the head, I will be disappointed and avoid seeing!

It was he who was wrong. He just didn't think that Shangguan Yaner would be so extreme, even he cheated.

"Suddenly, you don't see me, I will stay here until you forgive me. If you want to take my life, you can take it away at any time."

The wind did not kill him. He still had a feeling for him. He would not let this feeling down again. He would definitely find a way to cure the cold poison in his body.

When Wan Yuyu turned and left, the black scorpion froze and became deeper. If he guessed it correctly, the "Feng Lingran" who wanted to kill him was not the real Feng Lingran, but another...

......

Xiao Yu woke up and found that there were a few furry fox tails, rested for a few days, and repaired to recover 30%, the fox tail still did not disappear.

Feng Lingran will play with her tail every night, sometimes putting her tail into the mouth, wetting the tip of her tail, peeling off her clothes and writing on her chest.

Xiao Yu’s chest was numb, and he wanted to refuse. He held his wrists with one hand and lifted her head and nailed it to the bed.

Xiao Yu’s phoenix was stunned, but he couldn’t see it. He continued to write a stroke on her chest. Later, Xiao Yu discovered that the words written by Feng Lingran were cursed by the purple coat.

Xiao Yu is also drunk, as for?

Where did the purple clothes offend Feng Lingran? Let him be so resentful? Even making this... childish thing?

Until the third day, Xiao Yu finally could not help.

"Feng Lingran, can you not curse my master every night in my chest?"

He wants to let those words seep into her heart, and hate the purple clothes?

Feng Ling was slightly stunned, holding the finger of her tail and paused. He looked at the white fox body in front of him, and he could do whatever he wanted, because of the **** purple coat.

In addition to writing a curse on the little fox, reminding himself that he can't indulge, cheaper purple, he seems to find no better way to restrain himself.

Xiao Yu’s hands broke free of the big palm that he had lifted over his head, grabbed the furry tail, and slender arms slid onto his neck. The delicate face was slightly red, with clear eyes and long eyelashes. Like a black butterfly, one fan.

"French, my body is much better. You are gentle to me tonight, it should be fine."

Feng Ling looked at Xiao Yan's touching face, and his heart was very unexpected. This little fox would invite him to be happy.

Feng Lingren's heartbeat speeded up, her arms held her back, although I thought very much, as long as I thought of the **** purple clothes in the body, he was very angry.

Xiao Yu saw that Feng Lingran had no movements, and the clear and moving cockroaches flashed doubts. Suddenly, he whispered his mouth and pressed his thin lips. He kissed him with his green eyes. The long eyelashes brushed his eyes and hit him. His thick feathers are intertwined.

Feng Ling took a breath, and the black scorpion became fascinated. He suppressed himself every night. He didn't touch this little fox. God knows, how painful is his patience? At this moment, the little fox actively kissed him. It is like a clear spring in the desert, let him want to swallow her in desperation.

Feng Lingran opened his thin lips. When the counterattack was dominant, a purple coat was found in his brain. He pinched his fingers and held back...

Xiao Yu, when he opened his mouth, the tenderness of the tenderness came out, the little hand hugged his back of the head, and kissed it thinly. After a while, she gasped and left his thin lips, and the misty eyes were puzzled. Look at him.

"Lust, what's wrong with you, it's too tired in the middle of the night, can't you?"

She is so active, he is indifferent, too strange.