Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

In the darkness, staring at Long Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes, Mu Ziling's heart seemed clear and vague. Under the lightness of the cold plum and the hazy thoughts, her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The thick tiredness struck, Mu Ziling could no longer bear it, and his eyes fell stupidly. The original intermittent breathing gradually became slow and long.

Long Xiaoyu, who always hugged the person in her arms, slowly lowered her eyes, and looked at her gently for a while, then gently released her, put her on the bed, and then slowly got up.

Long Xiaoyu gently picked up Mu Ziling's left arm and rolled up his sleeves.

On the slender white wrist, the streamer from his palm passed by, the star mark gradually emerged, but the purple luster that had flickered was not flashed.

It seemed to have been invaded by something. At this moment, the star mark on Mu Ziling's arm, the line of stars originally formed by injecting the blood spirit, was flat and dim, just like a thin brush.

It turned out that someone put such a cruel and cruel thing on her. Excellent, really good!

Long Xiaoyu raised his hand, and gently painted the dark star line with his fingertips. The eyes were dark like a cold pool, and his eyes were suddenly full of chill and killing air.

However, with this kind of gaze, to the quiet beauty of Mu Ziling who is sleeping soundly at this moment, his eyes are full of pity.

Why is his foolishness so distressing?

And at this moment, the sleeping person in front of me didn't know what dreams they were dreaming about, and the lustrous red lips suddenly drew a seemingly radian, and the pieces in their mouths did not know what was slanging.

Organize the broken sound of slang in Mu Ziling's mouth one word at a time ... Long Xiaoyu Ling Leng's eyes softened unconsciously, and the whole body was followed by the tenderness of water.

He leaned over, stamped lightly on her delicate and beautiful eyebrows, and stuck it to her ear. The voice responded slowly and slowly: "Okay, my king is waiting for you."

I don't know if he heard his response. The person who sleeps, the arc of the mouth rising gradually.

Covering the quilt for Mu Ziling, Long Xiaoyu got up and left.

How long she was so distracted by her provocation, and after a long time, he walked to the side of the milk bath, raised his hand, and the intense frost directly turned the warmth of a pool into cold water, and then leaned down.

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When Mu Ziling woke up, the three poles of the warmth and warmth in the sun shined in through the delicate carved window lattices, which brightened the warmth of a bed.

In a beautiful sensation, Mu Ziling lay in the warm and comfortable bed for a while, then stretched her limbs and stretched lazily.

However, the stretched limbs were cut in large letters on the big bed and then cut, but they never touched any obstacles.

Long Xiaoyu is not here?

With this thought, Mu Zi leaped up from the bed and sat up eagerly, looking around, both sides were empty, did not see Long Xiaoyu.

Mu Ziling shook his lips, raised his two arms, stretched a lazy waist, and opened the quilt to get out of bed.

At this time, a little noise suddenly came out of the screen.

Is he outside?

Mu Ziling's eyes flashed suspiciously, and he got out of bed directly.

Feet on the fluffy carpet, soft and comfortable touch, so Mu Ziling did not care about wearing shoes for a while, went directly to the screen barefoot.

Before he got around the screen, Mu Ziling called out suspiciously: "Long Xiaoyu ..."

At the last sound, Mu Ziling had bypassed the screen and saw people outside the screen.

Long Xiaoyu turned her back to her, and stood close to a wall, not sure what she was doing.

Have you thought about it? Depressed, Mu Ziling said again: "Dragon-"

Only this time, Mu Ziling opened his mouth, Long Xiaoyu turned around and looked at her, and then his eyes fell directly on her bare feet.

At the same time, Mu Ziling suddenly opened his eyes in shock.

What shocked her was not Long Xiaoyu, but the wall that Long Xiaoyu had just faced.

There is, there is on that wall ...

Before Mu Ziling was shocked, Long Xiaoyu strode over to her, picking up her princess indiscriminately.

Suddenly picked up, afraid of falling, Mu Ziling reached out and held Long Xiaoyu's neck subconsciously, but his head subconsciously crossed his shoulder and looked at the wall again.

It was just not clear that Mu Ziling had been taken back to bed.

After being replayed, the buttocks fluffed on the bed, Mu Ziling looked back from shock, and stared up at Long Xiaoyu: "What are you doing?"

Unlucky, Mu Ziling moved his buttocks and stood up again.

However, before her feet landed, Long Xiaoyu looked at her face, stared at her, and pushed her back on the bed again: "Sit!"

With that said, he squatted down and grabbed Mu Ziling's ankle with his big hand.

Mu Ziling, who did not know what Long Xiaoyu was doing, shrank his feet conditionedly.

However, not only did her feet not shrink, but she also provoked Long Xiaoyu's big palms against her white and tender feet.

"Pop--" There was a sound of skinny flesh.

"It hurts!" Mu Ziling frowned, and then conditionedly struck out his ungrabbed feet.

Going down with this high kick, Her Royal Highness Praying in front of her eyes, will definitely be out of breath.

However, at this moment, Long Xiaoyu quickly grabbed Mu Ziling's stubborn feet and held them tightly.

Mu Ziling, who had never figured out what Long Xiaoyu was about to do, twisted her body, shaking her legs and struggling.

Long Xiaoyu, who was patiently worn away, stared discourageously at this restless little woman: "Put on your shoes!"

Hearing that Mu Ziling immediately stopped arguing, and it was stunned.

I wanted her to wear shoes ...

But just wear shoes, why are you so fierce?

Thinking angrily, Mu Ziling struggled again: "You let go, I myself--"

Let Her Highness, the supremely honorable High King, pray to her, sit down in front of her and wait to wear shoes. She is not afraid of her life, but she is afraid she will be drowned.

I think so, but who knows, Mu Ziling's last word "wear" has not come out of her mouth, and has provoked Long Xiaoyu's big palm and patted her another instep.

"Oh!" Mu Ziling immediately grieved: "Why hit me again?"

Long Xiaoyu picked up the next shoe to help her put it on, and threatened with a grimace: "Sit down, or fight!"

Ju Gao stared at Long Xiaoyu's dark head, Mu Ziling undulating his chest, daring to say nothing, sitting obediently and letting him put on his shoes.

Although face to face with this tyrant 10,000 people, but saw him bent down, carefully and seriously helped himself to wear shoes, Mu Ziling heart is extremely ironed, it is even happier than eating honey.

Long Xiaoyu, who helped the little frizzy woman to put on her shoes, raised her head, and caught the smile overflowing from the corner of Mu Ziling's mouth, and his eyes couldn't help dyeing a soft tone.

Long Xiaoyu stood up, and the smile on Mu Ziling's mouth completely disappeared, as if the happy smile he had just seen from her face was an illusion, and there was no trace at all.

At this moment, in the face of the man who was staring at her with interest, Mu Zi snorted, and then, as unhappy as he was, he left his head unhappy and did not want to ignore him anymore.

"You!" Long Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, reached out and squeezed her swollen cheeks, and smiled: "Okay, let's go out."

Mu Ziling then remembered what she had just seen when she stepped out of the wall.

No, that's not a thing, but a person.

A person who has more deterrent power than Tian Xunzi and Di Yangzi she has seen before.

Moreover, the person with infinite deterrence is just a virtual image floating on the wall, not a real person.

At the time of Mu Ziling's psychological activities, she had been taken out of the screen by Long Xiaoyu and saw the virtual image on the wall again.

With just a glance, Mu Ziling had a deep understanding of what Gao Shan Yang Zhi was, and the distance between the little star and the great **** was so far apart.

At this moment, the imagination stood like a negative hand, with his back to them, as if it appeared on the wall like a real person, but not real.

A single back is far from reaching, as if the whole plan is in his hands, the majesty is unparalleled, and it is daunting.

Mu Ziling grasped Long Xiaoyu's hand subconsciously and said quietly: "He--"

However, she only uttered a note from her mouth, and the virtual image suddenly moved, and he turned slowly.

The virtual image is opposite to Mu Ziling.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling breathed a suffocation, and could not help but take a breath.

What a beautiful man!

I saw his pair of handsome eyes as deep as the sea under the sky, narrow and dark, and the contours of the lines on the delicate face were as clear and perfect as those painted by famous artists.

On the dead wall, because his existence is like a small world full of life and vitality, three thousand ink hairs, wanton light dances, robes, no wind automatically, fluttering fairy.

Even though the immortal posture is so elegant, Mu Ziling saw from the pair of narrow and beautiful eyes that he saw the icy and cold cold light, cruel bloodthirsty, proudly peerless, noble and sacred, people dare not profane .

Using this short time of meeting with the other person's eyes, Mu Ziling, who had carefully examined the virtual image in front of her, did not know that she was the first one who dare to look so fearlessly on the wall except Long Xiaoyu. Virtual image.

At this moment, the imaginary face on the wall stared at Mu Ziling's exquisite and beautiful face, as if she could see another person through her face.

Instantly, he stared at Mu Ziling's face blinkingly, earnestly and carefully, for fear of missing any impression that was still deep in his heart.

Although being stared at would not be less meat, Mu Ziling did not like anyone other than Long Xiaoyu, and stared at her with such affectionate eyes.

Even though, that person does not seem to be looking at her, but seems to be looking at another person through her.

But now, she is standing in front of her, and the person who is looking at the virtual image is still her. She was staring at it so hot that she was not feeling well.