The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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If this is Li Ao's, Bei Chenying has long organized the ambush on the road to rob the black hand to rob.

"I have taken out these cuts, it is a hard work, you have no opinion?" Su Luo looked at them and said with a smile.

"No, there is no opinion at all." As the representative of Beichen Ying, he shook his head again and again. "Even if the original stone is waste, there is no problem at all."

Bei Chenying felt that Su Luo had already cut the original stone containing the spar. The remaining stones were all scraps. She was too lazy to move, so she left them.

The Soviet Union’s Susie knows the idea of ​​Beichen Ying, and will definitely slap him away.

Blue Render felt that the surprise came too fast and some were not true. His thoughts were the same as those of Beichen Ying, but compared with Bei Chenying, he was even more unobtrusive, so he weakly asked: "Xunzi, this, This won't be the same as Wang Zhongyu. In the end, nothing can be solved?"

Will this swearing speak?

Before the fall of the Soviet Union, North Chenying and the dark night were full of sweat, and one person took the blue shades under his arm and took him out.

At this time, the idlers and other people have all gone out, leaving only Nangong Liuyun and Sulu.

No one came to the Soviet Union to delay the delay.

The face is always faced.

"The things are all over, let's go." Su Luo coughed, pretending to be calm, turned and wanted to leave.

She didn't want to do anything, she crossed this page.

However, on the occasion of passing the Nangong Liuyun, the slender wrist was caught by him.

His breath was cold and strong, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and his sharpness seemed to smash her.

"I still want to go?" The sound of Nangong Liuyun is cold, bloodthirsty and cruel.

Strong sense of oppression, heavy breath, strong resistance not to resist, unrivaled arrogance.

This is the strong atmosphere of His Royal Highness.

I don't know why, Suo's heart is a bit imaginary, she dare not go to see the eyes of Nangong Liuyun.

Su Luo found a slight sweat in his hand.

"Look up at me." Nangong Liuyun is like a violent angry beast, a pair of eyes straight to her, and she stabbed her heartless panic.

Su Luo took a deep breath.

Is he really a little fuss? Was she really so over?

Su Luo looked at him: "Why are you so angry? I have not lost."

The darkness of the Nangong Liuyun’s eyes was darker, and the hint of anger made him look bloodthirsty and cruel.

With the words of Su Luo, his eyes are like the most intense hurricane...

When it was with the cynical hippie smile before, it was exactly two appearances.

Su Luo did not know that he had a word that even forced the anger in his eyes to be even worse.

"What the **** are you angry? I won't really lose you." Su Luo felt that his temperament was inexplicable and made people feel helpless.

Nangong Liuyun Meifeng picks up, his eyes burn like anger, bite his teeth, and slowly spit out the words: "Gambling is always risky, how dare you say that you will win?"

"I..." Su Luo discovered at this time that she forgot to tell him about Xiaolong.

So, she tried to explain to him with a good voice: "I will not lose, because I know I will not lose, so..."

Nangong Liuyun did not give her the opportunity to explain, and ruthlessly interrupted her words.