Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

Zilan pushed the door into the house, only to find that the atmosphere inside the house was strange and strange, and the table stood opposite and was not the Fengchu song and the imperial dust?

"Miss, I just heard a sound..." I thought of the sound of the heavy object that I heard in the next door, and the purple orchids made a sound.

"Nothing, the sky is not too early, you should go back to rest first." Feng Chu song faintly.

The sight of Zilan was swept away from the Fengchu song and the imperial dust. "Well, good."

After the Zilan left, the Fengchu song looked to the emperor, "the emperor is dusty, you bastard...!"

The emperor raised his lips, and the smile revealed the evil charm. "The lady..."

Feng Chuge cold drink, "Do not call my lady!!"

"Okay, lady."

Feng Chuge’s face was black, and he was about to say something. The emperor’s dust was a step forward, and his long arm stretched out and hugged her. "The lady said that it was not early, we should rest too..."

Feng Chuge exclaimed, but only the emperor was holding the dust tightly in her arms. She was so angry that she was vomiting blood. The man’s momentum is really too much.

It is only in the case of being with him that she has no power to fight.

Feng Chuge even thought, this man, is not the nemesis that God specially sent to her! !

When I was thinking about it, I found out that I had been put on the bed, and immediately I got a bell. "What do you want to do?"

The emperor only took off his robe and went straight to the bed. "go to bed……"

"You..." Feng Chuge looked a glimpse and shrank in. "If you dare to come, I am really jealous of you!!"

The imperial dust is just a squint, and the good-looking lips are lightly curved. "Women, do you want me to come?"

"..." Feng Chuge was a word.

The imperial dust gently stroked her soft hair, and the tone suddenly became gentle. "Okay, sleep, I will hold you..."

His voice is as good as a spring breeze.

Feng Chuge glimpsed a little, but only saw that he had closed his eyes. He was closed with a scorpion, and his cold face was missing a strong, a little more gentle.

Feng Chu song looked at him until he was sure that he really intended to sleep, and his heart loosened slightly.

When Feng Chuge lie down and close his eyes, the Emperor's dust suddenly opened his throat, his eyes, a smile.

......

Except for the embarrassment when I first fell asleep, this night, Feng Chuge actually slept extremely.

In the morning, the sun shone from the window, and when Feng Feng opened his eyes, he was facing the purple scorpion.

Feng Chuge was shocked first, and immediately remembered the last night.

She squinted at the imperial eye, "Get up!"

"Well..." Under the sun, the face of the imperfect dust was a little warm.

He woke up early in the morning, just silently watching the sleeping face of Fengchu song, dare not disturb her, until now...

His eyes were too hot, and Feng Chuge had some discomfort and removed his eyes.

Outside, a footstep came, and then the door was pushed open. "Miss, haven't you got up yet?"

Zilan and Pyghur just walked into the room, and they were scared by the two people on the bed. The pot that was originally held in the hand, "squeaked" and landed on the ground...

Zilan and Bilu looked at each other and saw the surprise of the other side.

The two smiled, the look on the face, unpredictable.

"Amount... Miss, you... continue... we won't bother you..."

Finished, just quit the room...