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

For artificial respiration, Su wine has never been done before!

However, nowadays, she also cares.

As long as there is a line of life, she decided to do it!

Thinking of this, Su wine is not to ignore other things, and began to seriously help the night Moyu to do artificial respiration.

However, Su wine does not know, his current move, falling in the eyes of everyone around, is a shocking thing!

"Oh my god! Isn't it a crazy wine? How can he go to kiss the 19th!"

"Yes! No, the wine is actually like the 19th Lord!? So, the 19th Lord is dead, the wine is reluctant, crazy?!"

For everyone around the eyes of the people, whispering, Su wine has never heard, after all, now, in her heart, read, all this is the boy!

Looking at this boy, now, pale, without the look of breath, her heart is uncomfortable to die.

She is absolutely absolutely not allowed to let her good friends leave this place, absolutely not!

Su wine wine firmly thought of it, and then, it was constantly pressing and pressing the chest of the night ink, while breathing again, and then dying for the night ink...

In my heart, I kept shouting.

Night Moyu, you can't die!

Never die!

......

At the same time, the other side -

"Wang, it's not good!"

When the night of the cold was just under the carriage, when he planned to enter the Four Kings, the uncle who received the news immediately rushed.

Looking at Zong Shu's face, he looked confused and confused, as if something was going on, and in the night, he couldn't help but feel an uneasy color.

Today, when he was in the palace, he only felt that his heart was restless. In the faint, he always felt that something bad would happen in the government.

Uneasy, he was busy coming back and wanted to see what was going on.

In my heart, I remember, I think, that is the little girl...

When he hurried back, what he saw was Zong Shu’s look and flustered look. Seeing this, the night ink only felt a heart and instantly mentioned the eyes of the blind man.

After all, Zong Shu has been waiting for him since he was a child, and he has been a housekeeper in Wangfu for many years.

Zong Shu, what big winds and waves have never seen! ?

If nothing happened, it would not be so anxious.

Seeing this, the night ink cold heart could not help but scream, then, the eyebrows are tight, the red lips are open, can not help but whispered out -

"What happened!? Isn't something wrong with the little wine!?"

"Amount, Wang Ye, it’s not something happened to the little wine. It’s just that it’s related to the little wine, just, hey, sir..."

When Zong Shu heard the words of the night, the old face was slightly stunned.

After all, he did not think that their master, actually cares so much about the little family.

However, Zong Shu’s words have not been finished yet, but he saw the man in front of him. When he heard this, he even changed his face. Immediately, he didn’t even think about it. When he was a body, his body flashed and he rushed. Inside the palace, I rushed in...

......

"Nineteen, you can't die, you can't die..."

Su wine wine is doing artificial respiration for the night Moyu, but in my heart, it is screaming, it hurts, it hurts...

After all, she has been doing artificial respiration for the night of the night, but the night Moyu is still lying here.

Looking at the pale face of the night ink, white is unremarkable...

No, night ink, he is really dead...

At the thought of this, the nose of the wine is sour, and the crystal clear tears are constantly falling from her eyes.

The sound of ‘啪’ is falling on the face of the teenager...

Inside the brain, it is like playing a movie. It keeps up with her bit by bit with the night ink.

When I first thought about it, when she first met, she was still a little fox. After seeing her again, Miao Moyu became a dead-to-head girl. She struggled with her every day. Finally, she was always in a disadvantage and was abused by her. It’s called bitterness.

However, this night Moyu, patience is really good.

Repeated defeats, but repeated defeats.

Until the end, became a good friend with her...

But now...

Night Moyu, you really have the heart to leave her, so die! ?

Sue wine is thinking with a sad heart, but still does not give up, and constantly keeps up with the night ink...

Because she is not willing to give up, not willing!

Just as the soda wine was sour, the night was so cold that it was on the road, and I learned about it.

At first, he thought that this little girl had an accident. Who knows that he finally discovered that the accident happened to be the most loved brother of his childhood!

When I heard about this, the nightmare of coldness was even more stunned, so it hurts!

In particular, when he rushed to the scene, he looked at the boy who fell to the ground, motionless, and breathless.

That pale face, blue lips, lifeless, where there is still the spirit of the past! ?

Looking at my most loved brother, I am now out of breath, lying on the ground without moving, the night is cold and my heart is like a heartache!

The long body, even more than a few steps back, almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Lu Shi, who was on the sidelines, was quick-eyed and immediately reached out and held it.

Looking at the eyes, the look is cold, as if the cold man who is indifferent to everything in the world, at this moment, his face looks pale and sad, and Lu Zhan’s heart is not sour.

After all, he has been with the man for many years, and he does not know that the 19th Lord is important to this man! ?

Now, suddenly lost loved ones, whoever changed, will be very sad!

However, if a person dies and cannot resurrect, this matter, even if it is helpless, is powerless.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan couldn't help but sigh, lips open and sigh.

"Wang, you have to mourn..."

The land expands and sighs.

After all, in addition to this sentence, he did not know what to say to comfort the man in front of him.

Relative to the sigh of the land show, the night ink was held by the land show, but quietly stood there.

The sorrowful black scorpion, first gently looked at the nightless ink on the body, and finally, the eyes swept away, it was falling on the eyeballs, but still constantly doing artificial respiration for the night ink The sake of the wine.

Looking at the strange move of the Su wine at this moment, the night ink only thought that the Su wine was unable to resist, only to make such a crazy thing.

After all, today, the relationship between Su Jiu Liu and Yu Mo Yu is private, and he is also clear.

Thinking of this, the night ink can not help but step on the heavy pace, step by step toward the wine wine.

"Little wine, Ayu, he is dead..."