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

She lay comfortably on the side, the graceful face, with a very delicate makeup, behind her, a maid holding a long fan, bringing spiritual power to fan her, the other maid is always She squinted at her back. And this woman is squinting and enjoying her face.

The whole room was quiet, only the business that the maid beat the back very rhythm.

I don't know how long it took, the maid behind me laughed out loud. "Mr. Yan's recent temperament is much better, and it is much better than the previous days."

Mrs. Yan opened her eyes slightly, and her eyes flashed a few times.

The reason why the face was not good a while ago, all because of Yan family accident, her two prostitutes Yan Qing, Yan Mu, after going to Yuntian College, no one returned. Not only that, but even the entire Yan family was completely destroyed!

She wouldn’t know if it’s all done by the emperor?

However, knowing that she knew it, she could only swallow all her anger into her stomach and could not say it. No way, God has always regarded the imperial dust as a treasure, and if she is hard, she will not be able to fight the imperial dust.

But now it is different. Ten days ago, the imperial dust and the chuchu song became a kiss! !

At this moment, Mrs. Yan does not know the life of Fengchu songs. Only Fengchu songs and imperial dust are the blood of God.

I think that there is such a mess between the two brothers and sisters, Mrs. Yan is in a good mood!

In this way, not only for the Yan family to avenge the enemy, but also slammed the original singer of the first month!

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Inside the house, the smoke was lingering. At this moment, Mrs. Yan still leaned on the chaise longue, and her lips were hooked with a very sultry smile. This smile, seeing the unclear situation of the two people scalp straight numb, no one knows what is going on, but with Mrs. Yan, there will be no good things!

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from outside, followed by a maid. "Mrs. Yan, Jun is back!"

The lady who was still lying on the chaise longue, after hearing the sound, suddenly slammed the scorpion. She slowly sat up straight from the chair, and then frowned, "Really?"

"That's true, the logistics department has seen the maid, and the gentleman brought his new lady back." The maid said underneath.

Mrs. Yan sat on the chair, and the endless haze was hung on the delicate face.

She squinted slightly, and the bottom of the scorpion bloomed with a cold glory. The fists on both sides were tightly held for a long time, sneer. "Haha, it’s all coming, good! It’s so good!”

Yan's hatred, she must report!

Feng Chuge, Emperor's dust...

At this moment, Mrs. Yan almost spit out these two names from the teeth!

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On the other side, after the maid left, the Fengchu song and the imperial dust did not stop any more, and went to the place of God.

Heaven and Earth House, the Catholic Church.

This is an extremely grand attic, surrounded by water, not close to the master.

The Fengchu song and the emperor came out of the air, passing over the water and eventually falling outside the attic.

"It's a monarch!" There was a guardian who saw the emperor's dust coming, and he retired two steps and said with respect.

The emperor is a little dagger. "Can God be there?"

As I spoke, there was a low voice coming from inside. "Is it the dust and the song?"

As the words fell, God's figure appeared outside the attic.