Venerated Venomous Consort

Or does he want to have a white rose and a red rose, and he settled in the cloud last night, and today he wants to fix her? Then hold the double beauty?

Slag! Scum~!

Gu Xizhen is now suffering from no pain, she is a little bit of strength and wants to go out and let this person fly, let him go far!

Longsi night eyebrows are tightened: "Imperial clothing, now is not a joke!"

The smile of the emperor's lips and lips disappeared, and he said coldly: "There is no joke with you!"

"Why can it be her? Emperor 拂 clothes, what kind of woman do you want under your conditions? Why do you want to force her at this moment? You know that she does not love you, and you do not love her, why do you need to be strong?" Secretary made a fist at night.

"Dragon Sovereign, this love does not love her, it has nothing to do with you! As for why she is..." The eyes of Emperor Yuyi fell on the face of Gu Xiyu, and smiled gently: "Maybe I like her?"

perhaps?

Gu Xizhen felt that there was a gas head to the top of the arch, she took a breath, regardless of the Jianfeng's splitting pain in the chest and abdomen, one word and one sentence: "Imperial clothing, I, decided, no, will, marry, give you! I, Ning, Wish, Change, Waste, Material! Yong, Lu, Yi, Sheng!"

The smile of Emperor's clothes seems to be stuck in the corner of his lips: "So hate this seat?"

"Yes!" He did not hesitate to answer.

Emperor Yuyi has been looking for fun in his life to spend his boring life, but he is still looking for abuse for the first time.

The smile on his lips re-emerged, raising his hand and stroking the chin of Gurui: "There is also ambition... What should I do? I seem to want you more."

Gu Xiyu tried his best to raise his hand and took out his wolf claws: "Get me? Emperor's clothes, you are not afraid that I will kill you at the pillow?"

"Peony is dead, and ghosts are also romantic, isn't it? Not to mention that you don't have the ability now." The emperor's clothes don't care, and a pair of nephews stare at her pretty face: "Guxi, you have no choice now!"

Gu Xi is extremely angry, her face is white, wow a spurt of blood -

Long Si night was shocked: "I am sorry!"

Gu Xiyu's spit touched the wound, and he died when he was sore. He couldn't help but tremble in the arms of Longsi.

The Emperor’s clothes were swept forward, his fingers were like electricity, and he was connected to Gu Xi’s body. In the blink of an eye, he had already pointed out seven or eight acupuncture points on her body.

He was so fast that Longshi couldn’t stop him at night and roared at him: "What are you doing?!"

The emperor's clothes took a step back and the sound was very cool: "She spit out this mouth much better. She had been pressing it before, so that the wound would hurt so much."

Long Si night: "... Are you telling whether it is true or not?"

The Emperor’s clothes were too lazy to care for him, and his eyes fell on Gu Xi’s face: “How do you feel now?” The tone is hard to come by.

Gu Xiyu stayed for a few seconds, and the subconscious sensed the body. It seems that the pain in the chest really eased, and the breathing was smooth.

Long Si night looked at the expression of Gu Xiyu, and she knew that she was much better. She breathed a sigh of relief: "You just said that hateful words are for vomiting blood?"

Emperor's clothes are cold and sound: "This blood doesn't spit out and estimates that the gods can't save her."

It turned out that he had just said that the confession was really to vomit her blood. Gu Xizhen did not know whether it was a breath or something. She took a sigh of relief and looked at him: "What should I do next?"

Emperor's eyebrows raised her eyebrows. It seems that she asked a stupid saying: "The next step is naturally to promise me, then I will save you."