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

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After sending away Li Yu’s doctor, Su’s eyes looked at Nangong’s flowing clouds, and his eyes were very distressed.

Nangong Liuyun’s heart burst into a rush.

Just when he was entangled in telling the truth, Su’s next move completely let him dispel the idea.

I saw Su Luo sitting beside him, his hands wrapped around his lean waist, his cheeks sticking to his powerful heart.

Nangong Liuyun has a shape.

Although he often hugged his head, he was the first time she took the initiative.

When Nangong flows to the mouth, it will slide back to the stomach.

Su Luo listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and the voice with a hint of tenderness and tenderness: "Tonight, I will stay with you."

The shape of the Nangong Liuyun is another shock.

He did not expect that the effect of this disease is so easy to use!

Before the feeding, it was Su Luo who said the words, which made him inspire, and came up with this trick to keep her.

But he did not expect that he did not need him to play at the back, and his squatting head had already cooperated to follow him.

However, Nangong Liuyun’s heart is afraid...

If his family fell to know the truth... I really felt that my heart was shaking, and I was very much looking forward to it.

"What's wrong? Is the heart still uncomfortable?" Su Li was keenly aware that he was shaking and eagerly pushed him away. "What happened?"

"Heart..." I am afraid. Nangong Liuyun stared at her with sorrow. After being afraid of being discovered, Su Luo ignored him.

"Is my heart hurting again? Hey, you said how do you have so many disasters? The disease on your legs has not been cured, and your heart has become sick again." Su Luo looked at him with infinite sympathy and pity.

Nangong Liuyun really made her feel bad, and Su decided to take over the days, she must be good.

Under the gaze of her black and white eyes, Nan Gong Liu Yun's face is thicker, and she feels awkward.

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain something, but found that he did not know where to start.

"Okay, don't talk, lie down and rest." Su Luo lay down his concern and gently put him on the quilt. "You can rest assured that I will always take care of you by your side until you are sick." You should sleep well."

Nangong’s flowing clouds are like children’s papers, only looking at her quietly, letting her be at his mercy.

Looking at the innocent and confused Nangong Liuyun, Su’s heart was slightly sour.

The imperial King of the King, once in the world, is now in a bed of weak air, it is really distressing.

Under the gaze of Suo's distressed and sad eyes, Nangong Liuyun realized that he was playing big...

When the truth is poked... Will he be worn by the singer? It’s chilling to think about it.

He simply closed his eyes and faked it.

As night fell, the surrounding area was dark.

Some people have lighted the candles in the room.

The night is getting deeper.

Su Luo still sat in the bed of Nangong Liuyun, staring at him quietly.

The lines on his face are firm and hard, with the most perfect contours and exquisite facial features. When combined, this face is as picturesque as a poetry, and it can hardly extricate itself if you can't help but see people.

The more you look, the more fascinating, the more you look, the more you sink.

Staring at Nangong Liuyun's peaceful sleep, Susie looked at it, and there was obsession and intoxication that she had never noticed.

Nangong Liuyun has been breathing smoothly, but in fact, he has not slept.