Poison Genius Consort

It turns out that first, then, and then Yang is a happy and moving way for girls.

For the first time, Long Feiye heard about such a thing, and it was the first time that he was concerned about such a thing.

Is this trick effective for Han Han?

Han Wei didn't expect Long Fei to suddenly ask this question. She looked at him and her head was stuck. I didn't know how to answer it.

The dragon stayed close to the night and stared at her. It seemed to be very interested. It seemed to be extremely patient, and it seemed to be eager and persistent to get the answer.

The familiar atmosphere is slowly approaching, Han Han does not consciously lean back and wants to open some distance.

She does not reject the man's approach, but his gas field is too big. If she is too close, she will have difficulty breathing, and her heart will accelerate, and she will be inexplicably nervous.

The dragon didn't push her up at night, the tall body leaned forward with her back, and Han Han hadn't looked at him so close for a long time to see his eyes.

This deep eye, and there is no ordinary cold and rhythm, but still bottomless. Obviously knowing that he will sink, but Han Han still does not consciously look into his eyes.

Dragon is not night, so close to your eyes, can you see your heart?

Dragon is not night, your heart, how many secrets are hidden?

Time is still, everything in the heavens and the earth seems to be silent, and the two are staring at him like this. In her eyes, she is also in his eyes.

suddenly!

Han Hao lost weight and instantly fell back. The dragon grabbed her waist and limbs.

However, he did not pick her up, but leaned forward to her, he finally opened his mouth, "What about you? What do you like?"

Han Hao has just been scared and has already recovered from the intoxication.

"What do you like?" She is stupid.

"What flowers do you like?" Long asked the night.

"Do you want to send me?" Han Xiao smiled.

Did the dragon send flowers to her for the night? Is the plum blossom in Jiangnan Meihai’s courtyard full of counts? If you count the flowers, this guy is really no one who has come before.

At most, there are 999 roses, and the plum trees in Meinan in Jiangnan are more than 999. If you think about the flowers, you don’t know a few.

In terms of sending things, Long Fei night does not need to be taught by people, because no one can teach his kind of big hand.

Seeing Han Xiaoxiao, the dragon is not too happy at night. He immediately ended the topic of flowers, but did not end the topic before.

He asked again, "What do you like? Um?"

He raised his brow and insisted on an answer.

"I like……"

Han Han seriously thought, "I like..."

She thought for a long time, he waited patiently. Finally, she asked, "Dragon is not night, what do I like, will you give it to me?"

"Yeah." He tried to answer without thinking.

"Then you listened." Han Yu smiled mysteriously. She was leaning back and her strength fell on his arm. She actually hooked her finger and motioned him to get closer.

She is almost 90 degrees back, and the dragon is close to the night, and the two will definitely fall together.

The dragon was not cold at night, she picked her up and slammed into his arms. He leaned his head to the side and said, "Let's talk."

"I like……"

Han Hao sold the off, and smiled, "likes..."

"Well?" The long-night patience of the dragon seems to have no bottom line in front of this woman.

"I like dragons and nights, can you give him to me?" Han Hao finally gave the answer, although it was not the first time to confess, but the ear is still a bit hot.

Dragon is not at night, Han Wei

He gently pinched his good-looking chin and smiled. "Speak and count, you can't talk."

Long Fei night let her play with his chin, faintly asked, "This king, is it yours early? When did you lose the king, now you have to go back?"

She once said that she wants all of him.

Looking at the soft eyes of the dragon, the Han Han has some unreal feelings. She never thought that this man would say so nice, so gentle love words.

She was joking. Seeing that he was still so serious, she suddenly didn't smile, and she didn't know if it was an illusion. She saw grief in his soft eyes.

sad?

She always thought that this man would not have this kind of emotion. His heart is stronger than his swordsmanship. How can he hurt? Who hurt him?

Between him and her, haven’t they been her heart-stricken for so many years? He is at most angry.

She got up from his arms, stood up straight, and looked at him seriously. She wanted to see the people in front of her. I was afraid that this would be a dream. "Dragon is not night, you say it again, is it good?"

"When did you lose the king? Now..."

"No, the previous sentence! Say it again!" She rejoiced, bold and greedy.

"Stupid." The dragon smiled at night.

Han Wei was a little bit anxious. "It was ridiculed by him. However, the dragon was holding her gently at night, and told her softly in her ear. "Han Han, this king is yours." ”

Laughing like a red, slowly growing on the delicate, she was full of joy, she was red.

His voice was so soft that her heart was turned.

The dragon is not the night, you don't have to worry about it. You don't have to suppress it first. You only need your Tiehan tenderness, and the heart of the stone will melt instantly.

"Say again." She reluctantly asked, she was greedy.

"Han Han, this king is yours, you are alone."

His hot breath spit in her ears, Han Han was immersed in happiness, but he was hesitant to say, "Han Han, you can only have one king."

As soon as the voice fell, he allowed her earlobe to kiss her along the jade neck. Han Han was smashed, and the feeling of numbness spread all over the legend.

"Dragon is not night, you are bad..."

I thought he was gentle, but I didn't expect it to be so overbearing!

She pushed him hard, but he bound her hand. He liked her clavicle very much. The kiss was always around, and he was overbearing and greedy.

Let her push, he is not at ease, and finally she is helpless, and can only let him bully, he kissed all the way, and then kissed her at the overlap of the clothes, like to continue down, but suddenly left.

Han Han was still calm at first, and finally he couldn't stand it, and surrounded his neck. "Dragon is not night, you are enough! Enough!"

Under the broad daylight, I was still away from the hospital in Tang, and if it was hit by people, where should her face be placed!

The candle in the cave room is clearly Tang and quiet. Between him and her, who is conservative, who is from modern?

Fortunately, the dragon is not rational at night.

His lips fell between the collarbone and a kiss was printed, which was willing to let her go. He actually struggled with the problem just now and asked, "What do you like except the king?"

"Don't tell you!" Han screamed at him.

At this time, Tang suddenly suddenly came out from the side, "Xunzi, blind man..."

Han Hao was shocked, but fortunately this guy did not see anything.

"Xunzi, quiet she has..."

When Tang saw Han Han, he suddenly stopped talking. He looked at Han Han and looked at Long Fei.

It looks incredible.

"What's wrong? Isn't the peace still good?" Han Yu asked with concern.

"Poisoned, she is still in a coma." Tang said with a whisper, and his eyes did not consciously go to the Korean collarbone.

However, the dragon stunned him at night, and he immediately turned his eyes and turned to leave.

This guy is in a hurry, just gone? Han Han stopped, "How is the pulse?"

"The doctor said that the pulse is normal." Tang thought about the purpose of his own, and quickly asked, "When will the silence be awake?"

When talking about professional issues, Han Yu will be serious. "After the toxicity of ghost nights is greatly increased, the loss of the body is very serious, especially the respiratory tract. How can her pulse be normal?"

"I told the doctor to take five times, it is normal." Tang quickly said.

Five times...

Han Yu looked suspiciously at Tang Yi. "Is it necessary? Are you so anxious?"

"I, I don't think that the pulse is not correct!" Tang quickly argued, "Xunzi, the talents have just married, and if there is a three-long and two short, the Yunkong Chamber of Commerce will not be able to explain it."

"That's not what she asked for." Han Yu said coldly.

"Then she won't recognize it. Maybe it's still filthy. I poisoned her!" Tang said again.

Han Yu thinks that it makes sense. "If her pulse is normal, it means that the body is good and can live."

"So thin, can the body be better?" Tang was somewhat suspicious.

"Fat and thinness and physical fitness are not necessarily related." Han Yu said seriously.

"It's okay, you still can't go back?" Long said that he had no patience here to listen to Tang Li and Han Wei to discuss the physical condition of other women.

Tang has to leave, but he looks back. "Xunzi, so, does this poison affect her children?"

"What do you mean?" Han Yu asked. "She is good at her body, but you can't... are you so anxious?"

Although she does not like tranquility, but can not be bullied by the Tang, so quiet, after all, just poisoned and fainted.

Tang was so good that he couldn’t help but glance at Han’s clavicle and said, “I... I mean later! After!”

Although the quiet is not a shame, he is not so dangerous. In fact, he considers the child's problem, but feels that it is easier to trap the peace in Wolongshan with the child. As for how to carry children, he really did not seriously think about it.

"Of course, it will not affect the future. She should be cured after a day or two of rest." Han Yu said faintly.

“Thank you for your nephew.” Tang’s predecessor touched his neckline inadvertently, and looked at Han Han with a meaningful look.

Han Hao finally noticed the abnormality. She touched her neck and asked Long to follow the night. "I... What happened to me?"

"Nothing, go to rest, Minger, we should also go." Long non-night faint.

Han Hao did not ask more questions. At this time, Mrs. Tang and Tang Zijin also came over. As soon as she saw Han Han’s neck, Tang Zijin immediately avoided the eye, and Mrs. Tang meaningfully took a look at the dragon and night, and said nothing.

She smiled and asked, "Hey, is that little monk okay?"

"Nothing big," Han said faintly.

"That's fine, go back quickly, and have some dishes, all of them are loved by the night." Mrs. Tang said with a smile.

Fortunately, Han Han did not go back to the hall, otherwise she would not dare to go to Tangmen again.

When she returned to the room and sat down in front of the stage, she immediately found herself in the middle of her collarbone...

(End of this chapter)