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

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So, Suo looked at the threshold of only one step away, but he could only stand still.

"Come back." It seems that drinking wine, Rong Yun's voice sounds dull and low.

"Oh." Su Luo ran to him.

"Your Majesty." Rong Yun pointed to the ground.

Your majesty? Su Luo was suddenly shocked.

She is so sad that she has no habit of swearing.

However, without waiting for the thoughts, Rong Yun burst into the past with an unprecedented chill: "Your Majesty!"

A fierce master... Su’s heart trembled slightly.

"Oh." A stunned Su Luo squatted at the beautiful figure.

Is this beauty related to her? Otherwise why did Master ask her?

Su Luo wanted to ask, but she was slightly surprised when she was exposed to the unprecedented coldness of the beautiful Master.

Now is not a good time to ask questions.

The deep eyes of Rong Yun went straight through the heart of the Soviet Union, but at a glance he retracted and turned to stare at the painting on the wall.

Time passes by little by little.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Unconsciously, there have been more than half of the time.

Su Luo has always maintained a critical position.

At this time, her eyes stalked back and forth on the beautiful figure of the beauty master and the wall, and there was a trace of doubt in the eyes.

What happened to the beauty master?

Let her kneel but ignore her, just staring at the picture on the wall.

She admits that the beautiful beauty of the painting is unparalleled in the world, but that is just a painting...

"Master..." Su Luo yawned and interrupted.

Her embarrassed legs are paralyzed. What does Master want?

Rong Yun has only returned to God.

It seems that I saw the fall, and my eyes were cold and cold: "I can't stop it for a while?"

Su Luo’s heart is dark.

It’s not that I can’t help myself. I don’t know who I am.

Isn’t this vain?

She is not a part of the reputation, seeing the fairy sister will squat.

Rong Yun finally sighed a little: "Get up."

"Oh." Su Luo got up and licked some paralyzed knees.

"To accompany the master to drink a glass of wine." Rong Yun's voice was faint, with a hint of sorrow.

Su Shen was sharp-minded and noticed that the beauty of Master was somewhat different. She could not help but look at the glamorous portrait.

Who is this mysterious woman?

Can the beauty master who is as immortal as the gods affect this point?

"She is a teacher?" The mouth of Su Luo was faster than the brain, and he asked directly.

When she asked about the export, she only reacted subconsciously, and she asked her heart.

When I heard the words of the Soviet Union, there was a marked shock between Rong Yun’s look.

His slender and dark eyes flashed with complex light, and he stared at the Soviet Union for a moment.

The eyes of the beautiful Master are too bright and bright, and the light is like a sharp blade, which pierces the heart.

Almost all the darkness that shines is invisible in front of him.

But this time, his eyes were a bit strange.

"Tell the words just now." Rong Yun faintly bowed to himself.

The slender white hands cling to the jade pot, the sake is poured into the amber cup, and the small study room is filled with a touch of wine.

Didn’t Master hear it? Su Luo has some doubts in his heart.

However, Master did not dare to follow, so Su Luoyi repeated: "She is a teacher."

That's right, this time the Soviets used a statement tone.

With her sensitive and delicate and modern look at the story of the dog blood, Su Luo faintly guessed a little story.