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

At the same time, the other side -

"Cold, why do you seem to be full of heart today!? What happened?!"

In the drunken house, the wind slanted against the window, holding a glass of white jade wine glass, while tasting it, while opening, facing the man who was sitting there in a daze, asked.

I saw the man in front of me. Since I invited him to come here, I have been sitting there quietly drinking and drinking wine. I have a bit of trouble with my eyebrows, as if I was troubled by something.

The wind has not been acquainted with this man for many years, and it is rare to see the appearance of such a distressed man.

I want to come, what troubles I have encountered.

Just thinking in the wind without a trace, I saw the man in front of me, after hearing his words, just lifted the narrow black scorpion and glanced at him lightly.

Just, but did not say anything, but gently pinched the white jade wine glass in front of him, gently tasting.

Looking at the man's appearance of a bitter and boring wine, although he did not say anything, just the next moment, the wind is no trace of what it is like, and it looks like a pair.

"Oh, I understand, it’s about your little wine!?"

The wind did not reveal the smile.

Although the man in front of him, the object he likes is the same sex. At first, the wind is a little shocked.

However, there is no trace of the wind, but there is no feeling of disgusting.

Although, he does not understand why some people will have broken sleeves.

However, he will not hate or look at those people with a different look.

After all, like it is like it. What is the relationship! ? It is much better than those who commit crimes.

In addition, he and his friends for many years, how can he avoid or end with him because of his sexual orientation! ?

Just now, goodbye to the man in front of him, for the sake of his family’s distressed look, the wind is only interesting.

After all, it is rare to see this man who has always been so lonely and indifferent, because a person is so distressed.

When I think of it, there is no trace of the wind.

It is typical to be happy to see others.

For the wind without traces of mind, the night ink will not know! ?

It was said that the night was only looking up, and I gently looked at the lively wind without a trace. Immediately, the red lips opened and sighed softly.

When I heard the night ink, I suddenly sighed, and the wind was more and more curious.

"Cold, that little family, what did you do, I am so upset!? Tell me what I want!"

The wind said without a trace, the face is even more like a look of lively, typical loss of friends!

Looking at the wind of a schadenfreak, there was no trace of the wind, and the night was only a white light.

I only feel that I am mistakenly making friends!

The heart is annoyed, just, and then think of things last night, the night ink can not help but sigh a sigh, red lips slightly open, Shen Sheng said.

"Wind, this king thinks that she likes others."

"he!?"

When I heard the words of the night, the wind had no trace on the face. The next moment, I reacted. After the person in the night, he said that he was a slight glimpse.

"You said that the little wine likes others!? Is it the shack of the government!? Or oh oh!"

At the end of the day, the wind is no trace of annoyance.

After all, if he is his, but has been remembered by a small family, how can he not be angry! ?

Seeing that the wind has no trace of an old hen's ankle-like look, the night of the cold mouth is not a light hook.

"Wind, don't be nervous, drink her, be a woman..."

"I don't want to be nervous, the stinky boy, the amount, not right! What do you say!? You said, he is a woman!"

When I heard the words of the night, I was still angry and filled with the wind, and the handsome face was suddenly stunned.

That handsome face is even more stunned and stunned.

After all, he never thought that the little family would be a woman!

Is the cold teasing him, or is he getting it wrong! ?

Thinking of this, the wind could not help but ask again.

"Cold, what did you say!? Little wine, she, is it really a woman!?"

Looking at the wind without a trace of a look that is not sure, night ink cold just nodded.

Since the assassination, the wind has not left a trace and soon left the capital, and he did not have time to tell him about it.

Plus, he also knows that the small wine has been stimulating the wind without any trace of intentions, but it is because the wind is no trace and the slow heat of the two people, it is not going to go down, it is intended to stimulate the stimulation, so that the wind No trace of jealousy.

That little girl, really naughty!

Thinking of this, the night ink and cold mouth, but also can not help but gently hook, my heart, is even sweet.

As soon as I think of the little girl, the mood of the night is pleasing.

Compared with the happy night of the face, the wind has no trace and it is difficult to digest the news. The next moment is also a sudden realization.

After all, the wind is no trace, it is a smart person. I want to understand the words of the night.

"Okay, the wine is really abhorrent. I have been deceiving us for so long. I thought that the wine would be robbed with me! Before she screamed with her, I was so ruthless, I really didn't mad at me! I’m sure I know this...”

The wind has no traces, and when I think about the last thing, it is clear.

However, after learning that the wine is a woman, the wind is not a big sigh of relief.

After all, there is one less enemy, for him, nature is a good thing!

Then think of this man in front of him, the wind is no trace is also a breath.

"Since the wine is a woman, you are not cold, you are not a broken sleeve!"

Speaking of this, the wind is not really happy for the night.

Although, for the person with the arm sleeve, the wind will not look down.

Just, think of the identity of the man in front of him. If he is known, he has the shackles of his sleeves, and his reputation must be greatly damaged.

Fortunately, I now know that the little family is a woman, really lucky!

Just thinking about it in the heart of the wind, the next moment, like what I thought of, the red lips started, and then asked.

"Oh, yes, just now you said, the little wine likes others, who else, who is it?? Dare to catch a woman with the cold, that person, I also want to live!"

There is no trace of the wind, and a smile of gloating.

Although, in front of the man in the past, everything seems to care less.

God knows how strong this man’s possessiveness is!

But if the man is fancy, or cares, he has a strong possessive!

I don't know, which is a bad luck, dare to grab a woman with the night ink...

Just as I was thinking about the gloating in the wind, I saw the night, the cold lips and the red lips, and never spoke.

Seeing this, the wind is not in doubt.