The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Su smoke holds a straw mat,

"cough"

Cough, a blood.

She is pale.

Every pain in the body is reminding everything that happened soon.

Nanxun looked at his nails and slowly opened

"I heard that your man is the descendant of the honor of the abyss magic domain.

I heard that he has only half the demon soul.

Because he is unfamiliar, there is no soul without death. "

Soviet hooks have fallen.

Gradually emotions seem to get control.

The face began to recover calm.

She holds her body and sits above the grass.

Look at everything around.

In the black scorpion, there is no more painful emotions.

The hoarse voice with absolute ingredients

"It is you saved me."

Nanshan is opposite to Soviet hood.

It is clear that it is different.

It is clear that the temperament is very different.

A lazy, a serious.

But inexplicably, it feels similar place.

Where is it similar, I really want to say, I can't say it clearly.

Nanxun sat down from the throne.

Before the Sui smoke, the hair was scattered, and the two were extremely close.

She whispering whisper

"See if I saved your share, isn't it to give me a heart?"

Su smoke is slightly low, the head is close to her.

The two came together.

Her weak opening

"it is good"

The man in the south of the south front of the chest of the sauce.

She is rare to expose a happy smile.

Follow, another hand touched his chest.

Her chest did nothing.

Well, she will have a little heart.

No, not a little heart.

It should be said that they share a heart.

Nanxun, Su smoke, they both, it is the same person.

That old man, when they have not yet been born, put their souls and stripped.

Half the flesh of human body.

Half, I lost it.

But I didn't think. Their life is tenacious, and I drilled out from the stomach of the murder of the murder.

The ninety kids of the trend, South.

They have always been memories and know that there is a counterpart.

Just never see.

That time, Su smoke came to the dungeon of the death.

I am mistaken into this place.

That is the first time.

But only look at it, who is the other person.

The Soviet Body has that old man, all in line with the characteristics of heirs.

The south of the peeled off is covered all the other points.

Have false, qi, gloomy, yin and ugly.

She stands on the opposite of the sauce.

The two people don't exclude the opponent.

In contrast, it is deeply attracted.

Because they all know that they are always one.

Because it is integrated.

Therefore, Nanxun has no heart from birth.

That whole heart is in Soviet.

The south of the south is to dig up the heart of the sauce.

Suddenly, the South is a meal.

She looked up and see the sauce

"This heart is here, I will fall in love with the man, he is dead, will I feel distressed?"

Soviet tonis.

"do not know"

Nanxun suddenly felt that it didn't mean.

She recovered her hand.

She wants a heart.

But I want a fullness that belongs to themselves.

Not uncontrolled.

Nanxun is a little gas.

Promote the foot and kick the legs of the sauce

"The man is not a good thing, you can't like normal point?"

South is not up to the domain.

It is not to say anything else.

Mainly, she knew that the man is, the two are all the way.

Probably the same personality will reject each other.