Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

The doorman retracted her gaze, and Miss Murong was much more elegant than the one who looked at the waste.

If he chooses, he will certainly choose Miss Murong.

Unfortunately, the prince can only touch that scum and grieve the prince.

The commissioned prince was telling his men in the study: "Move this king's clothing and bedding to the small penthouse. ”

He doesn't like a quilt that pink.

But Gu Beilu liked it. If she was replaced, she would probably make a scene.

“Yes, sir, will you stay in the loft in the future? Shall we move to the study?” The administrator of Wan Wang's Palace respectfully asks.

But I wondered why I had to move there because the two yards were so close.

Is the pink, pink, white attic king really used to live in?

I really like it, just hire that woman to serve in the pavilion.

I didn't want to live with her because I thought the king had placed her in the palace.

Now it looks like he's making a big mistake.

Your Majesty, this is about committing yourself to moving over there.

Are you afraid Miss Gu doesn't like the boring style of the palace?

It's the first time I've ever seen a prince so attached to a girl.

Even the one in Murong Mansion had never been more distracted, although her attitude was acceptable.

Phoenix thought about it: “The study is not moving. Sometimes it's too noisy to discuss things. ”

Are you afraid to argue with Miss Gu?

The stewardship is getting more and more uneasy, Your Majesty.

What about Murong Mansion?

The administrator thought about it, and someone outside said, "Your Highness, Miss Murong is here. ”

Phoenix looked up at the manager: “If you care about the people in the house, let the king know who's upset, there's nothing to tell. ”

“Subordinate orders. ”

It's impossible to chew your tongue in front of Miss Gu.

“Go on down.” Feng Qingtian stood up and glanced at the slightest discoloration, watching Nancheng enter through the door.

A pink dress fits her and outlines her figure.

The beautiful face was pink and red, and the water was tender enough to pinch out the water.

Phoenix stared at her, but her eyes did not flutter.

He only likes to look at Bailu's face that he can pinch at any time, especially those big eyes, and look at you brightly, without saying a word, it's all about style, makes people want to bully you.

But South Concentration couldn't give him that feeling.

In the past, Gu Beilu did not show up. He would think it was his body problem in the world, so he had no feelings for Southern condensation.

But Gu Beilu appeared, and he had all the feelings a man should have.

Including panic, fear, fear of loss.

Last time in Ling Li Poly, Gu Beilu was going to destroy the Lotus of the Night. He was not worried that the Southern Condensation would die as a result, but that Gu Beilu would be reversed by the Lotus of the Night.

That was the first time he'd be scared, panicked.

He thought it was because Gu Bailu made her taste like a man, so he couldn't help it.

However, when he resurrected Nanjin and watched her lie in her arms delicately, he still didn't feel a thing or even get bored.

Until this voyage, Gu Bailu let him taste fear again.

He knew he couldn't help but look at Bailu.

So there's something to be clear about.

Wrong, bravely admit it.

I don't feel anything anymore, but I have to confess.

“Optimus.” Nan looked at Phoenix with a smile.

Whenever he did, he was so brilliant and handsome.

Even the flesh of man, he is higher than any human being, noble and worldly.

“Coming, sit down.” Phoenix sat down.