The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Compared to Nangong Yu, his own brothers and sisters were not worthy to bring him shoes.

If she wants to marry Nalan Yurong, she must marry such an outstanding person among the dragons and phoenixes. Otherwise, how can she be worthy of her excellent appearance and extraordinary qualifications?

Nalan Yurong was staring at Nangong Yu with infatuation, and he saw him walking towards himself quickly, and he was very excited.

Secret Road: Sure enough it was the damn housekeeper who had mistaken Pluto's courtship object. Didn't see His Royal Highness come to explain to her personally?

Thinking of this, Nalan Yurong's cheeks were blushing, and he hurried forward to salute Nangong Yuyingying: "His Royal Highness, the little girl Nalan Yurong, this courtesy is polite. That day Qingming Peak said goodbye, I do not know His Royal Highness Will it be fine recently?"

Nangong Yu was blocked from the way, very unhappy, looking at the pretending woman in front of her, coldly said: "Who are you?"

Nalan Rong, who was still smiling, suddenly had a stiff face. It took a long time to put out a smile and maintain his beautiful face. "Oh, His Royal Highness is really kidding. I am Yurong, I was at Qingming Peak the day before yesterday, It was your High Lord Hades that saved the little girl’s life. The little girl has always kept in mind..."

Nalan Rong's delicate voice still ringing gently, but suddenly found himself talking for a long time, and there was no figure in front of him.

Nangong Yu didn't even remember who the woman was, and she had no patience to listen to her finish. A shimmering body disappeared in place, and when it appeared again, it was already at the side of Suxi.

Nangong Yu reached out and hugged the girl's soft and delicate body into her arms, and gave a low sigh, leaned close to her ear and sighed softly, "Xi'er, I want to die, is that Xi'er, do you miss me? ?"

Responding to him was that Puxi grabbed his wrist, hugged him around his body, and pulled off the body hanging on his body.

The pure spiritual power condenses into one, and follows the wrist of Nangong Yu, and only runs in a circle, and Puxi's face sinks.

She stared at Nangong Yu fiercely and asked with her eyes, "Don't you say it's going to be okay? Why has it been more than a month and there are still injuries on her body?"

Although Nangong Yu's spiritual power is already abundant, there are many stasis at the meridian, and Dantian also has some signs of damage.

If you look closely at his face, you will also find that his eyes are covered with red blood, and his expression is full of tiredness and gauntness.

Nangong Yu was not annoyed when she glared at her, grabbed her waist, rubbed her silky hair, rubbed her voice and said agrily: "Xi'er, don't you want this king? This king is one in a row I haven't slept in the month, just to see you soon!"

Su Ximing knew that he was a slapstick, but when he heard the man whispering like a coquettish man, he was still soft when he saw the tired look on his face, and he was a little touched.

Without taking a trace, she took out a pill and stuffed it into Nangong Yu's mouth, and Nang Gongyu showed a satisfied smile.

Feeling the incredulous and resentful eyes projected by Nalan Yurong, Suxi couldn't help raising his mouth and sneered: "I didn't expect that His Highness also likes to play heroes to save beauty! How is it, is the beauty admired and happy? Is there someone at the scene throwing arms at you?"

Nangong Yu looked at Su Xi's unsmiling expression, and suddenly felt awkward in her heart, and quickly explained to him as follows: "Xi'er, you can't listen to other people talking nonsense to this king! I swear, I don't know this ugly at all A woman has never saved her. If you don’t believe Xi'er, you can let Qinglong testify!"