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

Surrounded by silence, Zilan did not find it. After another rockery, a young man appeared slowly.

The man's thin lips were close, looking at the direction of the purple orchid's departure. The fists on both sides of his hand were tightly gripped, and the face of Zhang Junyi showed endless dignity.

For a long time, he sighed and turned and headed for another direction.

Night, getting deeper.

Near the evening, Bei Xuan called to the emperor, claiming that something major happened.

It is rare that he did not stay here today. Feng Chuge felt that the room was empty and some were not used to it.

On the bed, Feng Chu sings and turns to the opposite side.

She sighed -

Sure enough, habit is a particularly terrible thing. Nowadays, she is already used to the emperor's dusty companion...

I thought that I wanted to see the imperial dust, and the Fengchu song looked awkward. She forced herself to close her eyes and tried to pull a rogue face away from her brain, but the more she did, the more sly face was clearer.

Feng Chuge sat up from the bed, and it was already crazy.

Take a Ning Xindan from the heart of the hail, take it, and force yourself to fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, I finally slept...

When the Fengchu song woke up again, the sun had passed through the window and sprinkled a glimpse of the room.

It was at this time that she noticed a hot sight on the side.

"Yangzi, early~" On that, the sound of lazy and low-pitched sound came, and the Fengchu song was suddenly shocked.

Turning his head, facing the sly scorpion.

"You... how are you here?" Ming Ming last night, he was called by Bei Xuan.

"The lady is so surprised, it seems that I have waited for one night?" The dusty lips of the emperor raised a slight curvature.

Feng Chu song glared at him. "But, when did you come?"

"Just come..." The emperor's long arm stretched out and took her into her arms. The tip of her nose was covered with the fragrance of her hair. "I want the lady to see me in a blink of an eye."

Listening to this, Feng Chu’s heart is warm, and she is lightly closed, lying in his arms...

At this moment, the years are quiet and there is stability everywhere.

......

In the morning, Fengchu songs held the meat group and went to the classroom with the three maids.

In the morning class, Professor Yun Qiang, the emperor did not follow the dust, but it was cheaper.

These days, as long as the Emperor's dust and the Fengchu song together, the meat group will not dare to follow.

It is not because of the fear of the imperial dust, but the imperial dust, even the cat's vinegar is eaten, must not let the meat group lie in the Fengchu songs.

Fengchu songs arrived in the classroom, and a group of seven people greeted them.

"Little sister, you go slowly... be careful."

"Yeah... little sister, you don't have to pay attention to your body now."

There is even a girl who came forward, "Little sister, I am holding you..."

Feng Chuge was completely shocked by the sudden enthusiasm of this group of people.

She looked around blankly. "What's going on, how are you today..."

Someone smiled and looked at the Fengchu song. "Little sister, you are not alone now. With your baby, you can't be like yesterday."

baby……?

Feng Chu’s lips and lips, after thinking of the day’s imperial words, she said, “Before... it’s a joke...”

"Little sister, don't lie to us! Jun said that he personally said..."

Feng Chu song looks black.

The sights of the surrounding people are getting hotter and hotter.

The emperor is dusty, you... miserable!