Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

The wind said without a trace, while sitting on the stool while opening the hem, his face was filled with a smile of gloating.

Seeing this, the night of the cold mouth of the cold mouth can not be pumped, between the eyebrows, with a bit of helpless color.

The wind does not see this, the smile on the face is deeper.

After picking up the toon that was handed down by the next person, after a light sip, it seemed like a thought, and the thin lips were slightly open, and said.

"Cold, the female assassin hasn't caught it yet!?"

When I heard the wind without traces, the night ink just shook my head gently.

The slender big hand gently followed the hair of the little fox in the arms.

The face is still the look of indifference, as if it was last night, no matter what he did.

For the personality of the night cold, the wind is the most understanding.

The man in front of him, even if the sky has fallen, his face can not change his face.

Not to mention, only a female assassin in the district.

The wind thought without thinking, and immediately, his eyes swept away, and he could not help but fall on the little fox that was held in the cold night.

Goodbye to the furry little fox, cute little face, and the ugly eyelids, looks very cute, seeing this, but let the wind tickle in the heart, can not help but want to reach out and touch.

However, the wind is no trace, but I think about it.

After all, this man in front of him has a strong possessiveness!

Every time he wants to touch this little fox, he is looked at with his murderous eyes.

Perhaps, the sky is falling, and the man in front of him will not change his face.

However, if this little fox has an accident, the man in front of him will be flustered! ?

I don't know if this man owed this little fox to his life.

The wind did not have a heart to think about it, and when it was swept away, it fell on the side of Lu Zhan.

Goodbye to the red robe held by Lu Zhan, the fortitude of the handsome face was first, and then, in the eagle, a little bit of doubt.

"this is!?"

If you hear the wind without traces, then I will see the doubts of the wind without traces. The night is cold and the red lips are slightly open, and the opening will tell the last night.

"Last night, the king was shocked and looked at him. When he opened his eyes, he found a woman, red, naked, naked, and physically squatting on the king. The king did not know how the woman sneaked into it. You must know that in the Wangfu, the guards are strict and strict, and the heads outside the bedroom are guarded by guards. If the woman’s martial arts is strong and strong, she will pass all the people into the dormitory, but the king tried it last night. The woman does not understand martial arts. But it’s good to be light."

Speaking of the end, the night of the cold, the charm of the handsome face, the eyebrows scorn, the eyebrows, is puzzled.

It is said that the wind has no trace of brows.

"Cold, I heard you say this, I am curious. It is said that the woman is not the first time to sneak into the palace, and every time it is red, body, naked, body, if not the woman has special Hobbies, like naked, body, or, is a madman, but if she is an assassin, I don’t think it is, after all, there will be assassin naked, killing people, and she is not against you. I have done anything, and I have not hurt anyone in the palace. If I say that the woman is because of admiration, I will sneak into your bedroom, think, hey, if so, I still believe it!"

Speaking of the end, the wind without a trace of brows can not help but pick one, looking at the eyes of the night cold, but also with a little bit of ridicule.

When I heard the wind without traces, I saw him falling on himself. The unsightly look, the night ink Han Jun face could not help.

Looking at the wind without a trace, I was a little annoyed.

"No trace, what are you talking about!?"

"Oh, I am just guessing, what are you blushing!?"

See you again at the night of the cold face of the cold, the wind has no deep smile.

After all, I can see this iceberg-like man blushing in front of me, but it is a rare event!

Compared with the positive tune, there is no trace of the wind in the night. Just now, I was looking at the soda wine that I was afraid of looking up. After I heard the words without the wind, I couldn’t help but look up and face the cold face. Look up.

I saw that the night of the cold winter, the face of the icy face, there is a touch of blush.

If you don't look carefully, you can't really see it!

However, it is rare to see the night chilling blush.

Unexpectedly, the night ink is a person who is so innocent!

There is no trace of the wind, but a sentence in the district makes him blush like this...

Just as the heart of Su wine was different, I didn’t know that the night’s face was so embarrassing, because the wind had no trace, just let him remember what happened last night.

Although, just a quarter of an hour, however, the woman's stunning appearance, as well as the white skin, the fascinating body of the bumps, as if imprinted, engraved in his mind, disappeared.

After all, he was the first to see such a stunning woman.

There are still women who suddenly appear, and people are caught off guard.

The woman last night was like a night goblin.

Suddenly it appeared, and disappeared without a trace, as if appearing out of thin air, it is really puzzling.

However, the more mysterious the woman is, the more she is attracted to his curiosity. I really want to know, the woman who was last night, what is the identity...

Just as I was thinking about it in the night, I suddenly felt that a cold breeze hit me.

With a glimpse of the gods, I saw that the wind has no traces, and the fortitude of the fortune with a sly look is already close at hand.

Seeing this, the night ink Han Jun face is a glimpse first, then, can not help but retreat the body back, looking at the wind without a trace of the eyes, it is a strange color.

"No trace, what do you do!?"

Compared with the strange nights of the cold, but see the wind without a trace of a brow, a corner of the mouth, can not help but laugh.

"Cold, what are you thinking about now?? I thought so!" No, I was thinking about the naked, woman who was last night!? That woman, how long!? Is it long and beautiful!? You said That naked, the woman was lying on you last night, then did you do something to the woman!?"

The wind has no open mouth, and the face is even more curious.

As he became more and more in the gossip problem, he saw the face of the night Han Hanjun, the original faint cheeks, now red is like a monkey butt.

However, this time, not only did the night chilling blush, but even the soda wine that was held in the arms by the night ink was blushing.

You know, after living for 18 years, she didn't even care about the boys' hands! Not to mention, it is naked, and the body is hugged by a man.

As soon as I thought about what happened last night, the man’s burning gaze, with a dangerous atmosphere, now wants to come, let the wine wine blush.