The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The fiery heart was poured down by a basin of cold water, and it immediately poured a little bit of incitement and addiction to her heart.

Tunxi suddenly opened his eyes and pushed open the Nangong Temple.

A loud bang of "砰", Nangong 煜 was pushed to the edge of the tub and snorted.

The face that had already recovered a little bit of blood has become pale again, and even the skin on the body has become cold and transparent again.

The door of the room was pushed open instantly, and the figure of Qinglong came in and saw the Nangong Temple standing awake. I couldn’t help but rejoice: "Master, you wake up!"

Nangong Temple is iron-faced, and his eyes are not instantaneously looking at Tunxi. He only said three words coldly: "Get out!"

Qinglong shuddered in the roar of Nangong, and looked at the creek that was wet with his clothes. He suddenly turned red and hurried out.

There were only two people in the room, Tunxi and Nangong, but this time, the atmosphere between them was no longer like lingering, but a little bit of frosty condensation.

Tunxi looked at the pale face of Nangong, and there was a hint of guilt in his heart. He hurried forward and straightened his hand to the pulse. He asked in a worried voice: "How do you feel now?"

Nangong was a small hand that grabbed the creek in the backhand and took her to her front. The sharp-eyed eyes stared at her, as if she wanted to see her from the inside out.

Tunxi felt the temperature of his palms chilling to the trembling temperature. He could not help but say: "You still don't let go? Let me check it for you!"

Who knows that Nangong is not letting go, but her palm is tightened, and the voice is low and the anger is suppressed. "Xi, why have you just been ecstatic, why did you push me? Just in my arms, you thought of it. Who?"

Because it is sensitive, because it is put into the heart, it cannot be tolerated that she has been owned by anyone.

Nangong Temple can feel the sadness, resentment and determination that came out of the stream just after that moment. What kind of experience is it that can make her have such strong emotional fluctuations? Who is sad for her, and who is sad?

As soon as he thought of it, there was another person in his heart, and Nangong was unable to suppress the bloodthirsty of the heart. If that person was in front of him, he would have broken him.

When Tunxi smashed, he slammed his hand and screamed: "I don't know what you are talking about? You sit down and let me see your injury. The medicine has not completely penetrated into your body. If you defame, Your injury will get heavier and heavier. Do you want to die?"

Nangong was not moved, and her eyes stared at her as if she were looking into the depths of her heart.

Tunxi was stared at her arrogant eyes, but at the same time, she could see the increasingly ugly face of Nangong, her hatefulness in her heart, and hate that she was so worried about him, and could not help but become angry: "We are not For the sake of pro-independence, at most, it is a relationship of peace and harmony. Is it normal for me to push you away? In the face of the thinness of strangers, I should not resist, or do you think that I am facing any man who has only known for more than a month? Don't you come back?"

Nangong’s face suddenly became more gloomy. A pair of beautiful stars like a spurt of fire, his hand was lightning-fast and stretched out, and the waist of the Tunxi took her into her arms, only to sneer: "Oh, non-intimate? I am in the eyes of Xier, is a stranger who is not a relative?"