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

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She used the statement, in order to be a temptation.

Rong Yun seems to see her thoughts and said coldly: "No."

Not? Suspension of the eyes is even more doubtful.

She just noticed that when she said the four words in a statement, the beauty master's eyebrows would fly.

It can be seen that he is extremely admired for the woman in the painting.

But it is hopeless.

Guessing this, Su’s eyes looked at the woman in the painting.

In her cognition, the beauty master is almost perfect.

On the face of appearance, it is absolutely reversed to all beings.

On refining medicine, it is now the only master-level refining pharmacist in mainland China.

It is simply unfathomable to study the cultivation.

On the status, the top ten forces must rush to the end.

On the charm, the haze fairy is hard to pursue.

Therefore, in her eyes, the beauty master is absolutely second to none, but the woman in the painting, but not him?

Su Xin’s heart faintly reveals a touch of gossip.

"Master, who is she?" Su Shi’s eyes flashed with curiosity and asked for it.

Rong Yun’s hand with a glass of wine shivered slightly, but he quickly returned to calm.

"You don't need to know." It’s the cool tone of Rong Yun’s habit.

"Oh." Su Luo has a long tail, and it is still a bit unfinished.

See the beauty master himself drinking alcohol, Su Luo is very dog-legged to get together, grabbed the jade pot, and poured the sake into the amber glass.

"Master, since she is not a teacher, then my teacher?" Su fell out of curious baby, like unintentionally asked.

"There is no teacher." Rong Yun sounds gentle.

"This way..." Su Luo understood. It turns out that her beauty master secretly loves the beauty of the painting, and has never been alive.

"This situation can be treated as recollection, but it was already at a loss. Come, Master, the disciple will give you a cup." Su Luo poured himself a glass of wine and toasted.

However, when Su Luo read the poem, Rong Yun’s face was obviously shocked.

"Who is this poet who taught you?" Rong Yun’s voice suddenly rose.

"Oh..." Su Luo did not know how to explain the wine glass.

Who taught? This poem is learned in modern times. Is she going to tell the truth?

To be honest, Master obviously won't believe it.

"It seems that there is suddenly in my mind, and I can't say it clearly." Su Luo opened his mouth and said nonsense.

Rong Yun frowned and muttered to himself: "This is impossible... Did she come back?"

"Master, what's wrong? Who is back?"

"Drink your wine." Rong Yun snorted, but still immersed in the poem.

The heart of Su Luo is not so calm.

At the end of the speech, Master Yun Yun’s words were like a flash of light in her mind, but it disappeared quickly. She couldn’t catch it.

Seeing the beauty of Master's stomach drinking, Su Luo thought about it, and finally asked to export: "Master, you are so magical, can you help the disciple?"

"What?" After the drinking, Rong Yun's eyes were brighter, and the bright starlight became his foil.

"Master, you know, I am not Su Zi'an's biological daughter." Su Luo put down the wine glass, his look was slightly converged, he said, "So I want to ask Master to help me check, my real life."

Nangong Liuyun had checked it before, but every time he found a critical moment, he was always interrupted by an expert.

This made her heart full of doubts and more curious.

If her life is very simple, then Nangong Liuyun can't be found.

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The author is still in the codeword, calm...