Poison Doctor Demon Consort

Chapter 198, is this king really heavy? Pain? Zhu Youhong made a hook on his right hand and scraped the nose of the moon. He asked: "What do you think in your little head? Um?"

Linghu Shuiyue Lingyi confronts Zhu Youhong with a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes, and does not need to compete, she will be defeated under his gaze. However, the inner defeat, the surface is very stubborn, reluctantly confront him.

This man is as deep as the sea, deep unfathomable, although she is about to become her husband, she does not recognize him. He is an esoteric book, and this life may have to be studied well.

However, when he looked at her, the focused eyes and affectionate eyes made her unable to help but accelerate her heart and thunder! This feeling is so strong! It’s hard to ignore the fox moon. Can not be ignored, it can only face up.

Linghu Shuiyue thought in his heart that love is blind, and she couldn’t understand that this man is purely normal! Understanding and love seem to be two different things, and, no matter how she doesn't understand him, she is about to marry him.

"I didn't think about anything!" The soft and squeaky voice, naturally, she had a little bit of relief. Any girl who is in the eyes of a certain kind of man will definitely be able to withdraw.

"Do not worry! Give it to me! You and the last time you were attacked, I will definitely catch up with the real murderer. You just have to go home and wash and sleep well, get ready, be my king in three days." ""

“Really?” Linghu Shuiyue smashed long and light eyelashes. She thought about trying to find out what was going on. However, someone is going to help her, to be a big tree to rely on her, that is another matter.

"To me, don't use this kind of question, Shantou! I want to trust your husband unconditionally." Zhu Youhong reached out and squeezed his face.

When this girl first played against the Duanmu princess, he did not expect that she would actually wear it like that. When she remembered her dress like this, he couldn't help but get angry. Therefore, he was so pinched that he used a little effort.

"Yeah! Are you a domestic violence? My face is hurt by you!" Linghu Shuiyue took his magic hand.

Zhu Youhong suddenly took her whole person to the knees of his knees, and flipped her on the lap with a cleverness.

Then, he mercilessly patted her on her little **** and said twice: "Shantou! This is not a domestic violence! It's just a little warning! Don't wear it in the future! Do you know?"

"Zhu Youhong! You bt! What happened to me like that? You are old-fashioned! You are a bandit! I haven't married you yet!" Linghu is shameful, although he is not awkward, but he is playing in the ass. It’s too embarrassing.

"Don't dare to talk about it?! The glory of the prince, what does it look like?!" Zhu Youhong will finish the fox, and let her sit on his legs.

The result is that she looks at her big eyes and squats, her hands are rubbed, her face is red like a fire, and it seems to be crying. He has a "hey!" in his heart, wondering if he really hurts. she was? Therefore, he reached out and helped her with a handful.

This time, his movements have become even more awkward! Linghu Shuiyue wants to jump directly! How does she feel that he is as cheap as her oyster sauce?

"Isn't it just to win you, what is the position of the king of the singer? Can I not marry you this bastard? I would rather be a monk to be a monk!"

When Linghu Shuiyue thought that he had to wrestle for an ancient man and another woman to roll mud, and also to decide what is on the side, he had a stomach controversy, and there was nowhere to complain. He dared to beat her ass? Does this man have a conscience?

Zhu Youhong suddenly heard that the soft-sounding voice of Linghu was half-deprecating and soft. It seemed to bring a crying nose, and immediately panicked her hands and hugged her.

No woman dared to marry his bastard, and still cried in front of him, this wonderful gimmick actually stirred his hands. Just, listening to her jealous of him, he is miraculously very useful, this strange feed!

After smashing a handkerchief, Zhu Youhong softened his voice for the first time: "This king does not really want to hit you. You have flesh in your buttocks. It won't hurt if you hit a dozen. Is this really heavy?" Pain?"