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

The more angry he gets.

This woman is still at Ouyang Yu's?

Or was it last night that Ouyang Yu aroused her interest?

You don't think he's capable of martial arts and attracting her attention?

Qianjing is getting angry more and more.

Think about how she pushed her away three times yesterday.

She said to keep him away.

Unusual attitude towards that Ouyang Yu.

Why doesn't she keep that reckless man away?

He watched as she wanted to get close to him.

The more I think about it, the more Qianjing gets.

The hand holding Su Cigarette is harder.

He spoke in a gloomy tone.

“Her Royal Highness is trying to escape the fate of the union by borrowing this king? ”

Su Yan looked angry at him.

What is priceless and cold, what is like a fairy.

What's like walking out of an ink painting man.

Those Sven looks were all torn apart in an instant.

She doesn't really understand why he somehow thinks about the unnecessary questions.

But still talk.

“No."

But he doesn't seem to believe it.

Instead, it gets uglier because she doesn't admit it.

Then he held Su Cigarette in his arms.

It's a lot colder.

“The king has never told you.

In this king's place, there has never been a divorce, only a widow. ”

Su Yan, listen, stare at him.

Xiaohua said immediately

“Host, Prince Jing Jing, what does this mean?

To kill you? ”

Su Yan is silent.

Follow me. She said something.

“This flower is not for Ouyang Yu. Really.”

“O?”

He lowered his eyes and looked at her.

The sound, obviously, is diffuse.

Apparently, this flower is for Ouyang Yu.

If that's not the case, why do you have to plant it in the South King's Palace?

Su Yan is serious.

“I was going to marry him. If I really wanted to, why did I have to cancel the engagement? ”

She pulled his cuffs and pulled them apart.

That's what Jing Jing listened to.

Probably just watched her grow flowers here confused.

So much so that I forgot.

If she wants to marry Ouyang Yu again, why should she cancel her engagement?

The anger faded in the eyes of Jing Jing.

Turn your hand and hold Su Smoke in your arms.

Keep your head down and watch her.

“Who are these flowers for? ”

Su Yan wanted to say that nobody wanted to prepare for anyone.

But watch him stare at her so urgently.

Su Yan, open your mouth and say a word.

“You."

A little flower in my head humming twice.

“I didn't expect you to be such a host. ”

Think about that time, when its host just came out to hang out.

That's a straight girl.

If you throw this question to the host at that time.

The host would certainly say that nobody wanted to give it to anyone.

And now?

Oh, woman.

Jing Jing looked at her and pinched her chin.

“If it's for the king, why bother planting it under someone else's roof? ”

Su Smoke has nothing to say.

She wouldn't lie either.

I can't tell you what's happening.

Only silence.

At this time, the gaze of the view glanced to one side.

Then came a black figure.

Jing Jing glanced at Su Yan who didn't know what to say.

“Are you willing to marry this king? ”

“Nature."

Su Smoke answered simply.

Jing Jing, listen, feel better.

Again.

“If King Zhennan had the heart to ask to marry you, would you have regretted it? ”

When asked, Su Smoke felt that his lower back hand had gotten a little heavier.

Where is this interrogation, this is persecution.

There is still only one answer to persecution.