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

I just feel that the skin under the fingertips is so soft and tender that people can't bear it!

Feeling here, Huang Pu's gaze on the woman's eyes became more gentle.

"Zuo Zuo, Wang will definitely get your heart again!"

for sure!

...

"What !? You said, the prince has found the prince !? And, she also brought the prince back !?"

With the obituary's obituary, the woman who had been lazily lying on the chaise longue and let her servants wait for her lame leg to sit up suddenly from the chaise longue.

The exquisite face was stunned and unbelievable.

Compared to Fu Nian'er, who was shocked, the visitor just stood there silently, bowed his eyes, and said respectfully.

"Back to the concubine, yes. Yesterday, the prince found the prince, and the prince also stayed beside the prince overnight. Only last night, you concubine fell asleep. "

Hearing someone's words, Fu Nian'er's heart was shocked first, and then the whole person was sitting on a chaise longue like a discouraged ball.

"How can this happen !? How did he find her !? How did he find her ..."

You know, that day they threw the woman into a desolate and remote cellar, and no one would find it.

She hates that woman!

Because before, she always thought that Huang Pu's love for her was because she liked her.

It was finally discovered that Huang Pu Ao was so fond of her because she was somewhat similar to that woman ...

How can she bear such a shame and shame! ?

So she hates that woman!

It was only then that she didn't want to deal with the woman with one stroke, so she threw the woman into the lonely cellar and wanted the woman to die in despair.

But don't want to, that woman is not dead! Today, he was brought back by Huangpu Ao! ?

how can that be! ?

You know, that cellar is so desolate and remote, only she and Xiaoyu know ...

Xiaoyu! ?

At the thought of this, Fu Nian'er's eyes narrowed, as if thinking of something, and when his eyes swept away, he looked at Xiaoyu who was squatting beside her, who was lame for her.

In the **** eyes facing Shang Fu Nian'er, Xiao Yu, who had been sincerely afraid, froze there, was shocked first.

Then, with a swipe, her face was pale as paper.

Looking at Xiao Yu's heart guilty confusion, Fu Nian'er's eyes could not help but froze slightly--

"It really is you!"

"Drink ... side concubine, slave, slave ..."

Having said that, Xiaoyu's body softened, and she knelt on the ground immediately.

"Side concubine, please forgive me, slaves don't want to do this, just, just ..."

Xiaoyu said, her face was full of panic and sincerity.

After all, she didn't want to.

But, helplessly, the people who were thrown in the cellar were not ordinary people.

That's the princess!

If the princess really died and was discovered again, it was they who had done it, but it would have to be linked to the nine races!

Things are trivial and she still knows!

But now, in the face of Fu Nian'er's hazy eyes, Xiaoyu is even more frightened.

After all, the eyes of women are really terrible!

At first glance, it looks as if it is just like the female yasha who just came up from hell!

Compared to Xiao Yu who was flustered and frightened, Fu Nianer heard that her red lips could not help but stunned.

"You **** girl, betray me!"

Fu Nian'er spoke, and after speaking, he yelled loudly.

"Come here!"

"Side concubine, the slave is here!"

Following Fu Nian'er's remarks, the servant who had been kept outside immediately hurried in.

Seeing this, Fu Nianer's red lips opened, and he shouted sharply.

"Drag this cheap girl into the water prison!"

"Yes!"

Following Fu Nian'er's remarks, the two slaves immediately stepped forward and bailed Xiaoyu, who was soft on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu's face changed greatly, and her lips opened, and she immediately asked for mercy.

"Fang Fei's life, Fang Fei's life ..."

"Hum! Bitch!"

For Xiaoyu's begging, Fu Nian'er just disdain.

There was haze on the delicate face.

Seeing this around the slaves, they were so scared that they did not dare to hum.

Although, they didn't know what was going on, Fangfei would wait for her confidant to enter the water prison.

It ’s just that everyone is human. When you look at the situation, you know that the woman is angry.

As a result, the slaves in the surrounding area did not dare to breathe for fear that they might be ashamed of the city.

In contrast to the servants who were like chills all around, Fu Nian'er frowned, his face anxiously annoyed.

Today, Huangpu Ao already knows that the woman was thrown into the cellar by her. Now, what should be good! ?

Anyone who can see clearly can see the position of that woman in Huangpu's proud eyes.

Is she going to sit here, waiting to die? ?

No!

She has to think about it!

Now, Huang Puao knows that she threw the woman into the dungeon, but she never asked her to settle the bill. She wanted to come to her because she still had the same old feelings.

Instead of letting Huang Puao ignore her all the time, she might as well be anti-customer, pretend to be stupid, and pray Huang Puao for forgiveness! ?

You know, she had cherished her children for Huangpu before, even if Huangpu was angry, she would never do anything to her.

Correct!

This will definitely work!

Thinking of this, Fu Nianer immediately got up and hurried out.

...

"Well, here it is ..."

When Ye Zuozuo woke up, he just felt like cotton, soft.

Mei Mei glanced around gently, and it was a familiar and unfamiliar room.

The veil was gathered together, the bead curtain was swaying, the golden casserole beside it, sandalwood tincture ...

Looking at the surrounding environment, Ye Zuozuo did not react for a while.

Just as Ye Zuozuo planned to reach out and rub his eyes, he was sober and awake, only to find that his hand seemed to be held by something.

Feeling here, Ye Zuozuo's face was stunned first, and then Shuimu converged and looked down.

I saw that his white tenderness was being tightly held by a long slender hand.

Seeing this, Ye Zuozuo's face was stunned first.

I just feel that this hand has clear bones and long lines.

However, at first glance, Ye Zuozu knew that holding her big hand was not Huangpuyi!

Thinking of her sickness last night, she felt that someone was always by her side to accompany her.

I thought that person would be Whampoa, but ...

Along the slender big hand, slowly moved upwards, and into the eyes, it was the handsome face of the man carefully carved like a ghost-axe master!

The man's facial features are deep and well-defined.

Jianmei flew obliquely into the cymbals, her nose was upright like a knife.