The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

The sight fell on the exposed arm of the wind and dust spirits, on which the original vermilion mole disappeared sometime. The eyes on the bottom of the eyes shook slightly and then retracted their eyes.

“Never mind." Mo dumped the pity on the cheek of the Dusty Spirit, continuing: “At first, it was my fault, it was none of your business. ”

In this sentence, the ink leads from the heart of the lungs. Whatever the Dust Spirit did, she pushed him out. Now, she would never make that mistake again, and she would definitely cherish him.

“You really don't mind me... I...” Isn't this the first time?!

Ink smiled softly, "No problem. Dusty Spirit, I want you to forget what happened after you left me, good or bad, and I don't want you to remember any more. ”

“All you have to do now is remember that you are mine and we will spend the rest of our lives together, and I will hurt you so much..."

Before the voice fell, the ink poured into her chest and she felt a lifetime of pain. She bowed her head to see the wind and dust holding her body and couldn't help but tremble. Raise your hand and gently hug him. “Okay, good boy. After that, everything will be fine. ”

“Mm-hmm." The sound of the Dusty Spirit has a thick nose.

There was also a faint smile on the ink's face, which was actually quite good. Isn't that right?

She suddenly felt that maybe it wasn't just Cheng Xian's way to go!

The obsession gradually dissipated.

“Actually...”

“Hmm?”

The wind and dust spirits held their hands tight against the inky shirt. The handsome face was red, “Actually, my first time was... yours. ”

Fearing that Inkglass wouldn't believe it, he explained nervously again, "On that day, in Kaleidoscope, actually, it was me. ”

The ink poured, a shock. She almost forgot what happened that day. She only remembered it when the wind and dust spirits mentioned it.

The twinkling eyes and the shadow in front of her eyes as they closed.

Now it seems clear through the wind and dust spirits.

Surely, there was no injustice in the killing.

The ink poured tighter, “Why didn't you tell me earlier?” If she had told her sooner, she would have snatched him to herself no matter what. Whatever the cost, it must be. They may not have to be separated for so long.

In front of the wind and dust spirits, even “I” are lazy to claim. She didn't want to think it would distract her from them.

“Actually..." The sound of the Dusty Spirit sounded soft again.

“Mm-hmm?” Do you have any subversive messages to tell her?! Looks like he's hiding something from himself.

Imagine that the ink spills around the wind and dust spirits' lower limbs a little tighter.

"'I'm a fake horse,' said the Dusty Spirit. ”

Rumor has it, the ink is picking the eyebrows. This is really big news! Heh...

“Little Spirit.” Been with Tianlang for a long time, Ink Glass seemed to inherit his pussy smell.

“… hmm?” A bad hunch oil comes alive.

“With all this hiding from me, should I make up for my little heart? Hmm?” Ink said with a smile.

But the Dust Spirit didn't think she was smiling like a fox.

And she, she's not young anymore. You really think he's a three-year-old?

Then, Feng Du Ling felt his lips covered with a soft rub, “Hmm...”

“Your punishment.” Ink leaned her lips shallow and smiled with a slight glimmer of lightness in her voice.

Well, that's the only way to write it.