The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei was shocked and noticed that the trend was getting hotter and hotter. When he narrowed his eyes, he wanted to use the small golden lock on his hand to give the Bailijiajue a look!

I just didn't expect it. Next, his voice would sound so reasonable. Of course, it was also very hooligan: "Herren Weiwei, you can't marry the temple after you have been married."

Helen Weiwei thought probably because of his face, too beautiful, and with his tone, always with a noble book, and finally, it was like she was playing around.

What the hell.

Helen Weiwei was laughed at by him: "At the beginning, you obviously didn't say that."

When she spoke, she followed his hand, and the white neck was lowered. The spine was raised with several curved joints. It was able to see the fine fluff of the color and curled at the hairline. With a soft new hair, the Baili Jiajue knows how comfortable they feel when they feel it. They only feel that everything in front of them is incomparable.

"Yes, this temple really didn't say that, because the temple thinks it's a broken sleeve. It's only done when you know it, isn't it?" Barry Gale affixed to her ear, her fingers did not leave, so she had more abstinence. There are many abstinences.

This made Helian Weiwei's cheeks reddish and his eyes suffocated, especially trying to hold his hand and ask him how he practiced this skill!

I hate to think of this.

Her body is very young and she can't help but sigh.

In a position like this, sitting in his arms, people who don't know think that she is the one who takes the initiative.

This man is like a holy god, and even his eyebrows are faint.

She does not believe that he has no weakness!

Helen Weiwei finally couldn't hold back, holding a small gold lock in the palm of his hand, and backhanded backwards!

Hey!

That sounds very loud!

Helen Weiwei did not expect him to be so unprepared for her.

I only thought that even if I started, it wouldn’t be really good.

He will definitely let go of her in order to escape.

In fact, he not only did not hide, but also had a blood mark on his white forehead.

When Helen Weiwei came over, he had already smelled a lot of blood.

Someone outside is still shouting: "His Royal Highness!" was very scared.

However, the person holding her did not have any slight change in emotions, but the pair of scorpions like Tan ink seemed to be deeper than ever. Blood ran down his forehead and slipped over his eyes, instead of letting him wander, instead Let him completely reveal his true face, such an elegant and hazy look at Helen Weiwei: "The temple said that this temple will not be strong, but you better have to have a preparation, you are now three Wang Wei. If you have normal contacts with the people, there is no opinion in this temple, but like Blackpool, you can take your back and shoulders. Oh, you better remind him not to have the next time, but also go out to meet at night, no matter what you are talking about. I also canceled this activity for the temple, and finally I don’t want to stay in the temple to remind him personally."

Helian Weiwei did not respond.

Sun Gonggong did not dare to come in outside, but he was very anxious. He did not know what it was.

The Bailijiajue continued to say: "There is a few people in your eyes. From today, you can only be the temple. If you should not do it, don't do it. I am generally very reasonable." ""

"Is it restrictive to limit my freedom like this?" Helen Weiwei smirked with a thin lip.

The Baili Jiajue looked at her, and the wind was light and dark: "Is it reasonable to say that it is based on the rules of this temple."

Then why don't you ever go by yourself!

Helen Weiwei took a deep breath and finally felt that she was too embarrassed to start too much, without refutation.

The portrait outside was more anxious, and no longer cares, he called again: "His Royal Highness."

The Baili Jiajue stood up, and did not look at Helen Weiwei, and walked out of the dormitory.

Helen Weiwei put her hand on her own sea, and she finally realized that what is different between men and women.

Especially under the same roof, the problems that men and women may face after cohabitation seem to be more than she imagined.

Maybe she shouldn't have been looking for such a dangerous man from the beginning.

I don't know if the return is still too late.

Just thinking, I heard the unique singer of Sun Gonggong sounded: "His Royal Highness, your forehead!"

The Bailijiajue did not speak, but turned the small golden lock on his hand very hard, and then kicked the wooden bench at the foot!

The wooden bench was broken into ash in an instant.

Everyone is shocked!

The legs trembled and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Sun Gonggong opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But seeing the Bailijiajue has restored a look of indifference, the fingers elegantly manage their collars, like the blood that has been slipped over, he licked his left eye, but did not say anything. I can turn around and study.

Sun Gonggong followed the past and held a tempo in his hand: "His Royal Highness, your wound on your forehead!"

The Bailijiajue took the plover, rubbed his finger, and threw the handkerchief, and the lightness was frosty.

Sun Gonggong did not know what happened.

Just listen to Bai Lijiajue sneer: "Go and ask people to check, Wang Hao and Blackpool are only involved in the work."

He knows Blackpool's thoughts but doesn't know her.

But with her "dead to death" and the name she unconsciously called, it always makes him very uncomfortable...

"Yes." The shadow hiding in the night flew away.

Sun Gonggong is also worried about the injury of his own master, and he does not know why the two people fight in a word.

It’s just that the wedding is just beginning to happen.

In the future, Wang Hao, I am afraid that the situation will be even worse.

But Sun Gonggong didn't know that for Helen Weiwei, who had already arranged the way back, she wouldn't have her own situation at all, but the person of Bai Lijiajue really made her feel a little tricky, if he could Like other men, she is a little bit tempted by her. She feels that it is easy to deal with, and she is not a big deal. But so far, she doesn't know what he means.

Helen Weiwei couldn't figure it out. He simply leaned back and pulled the quilt, only to feel the drowsiness and tiredness that had been lurking for a long time.

It is night, full of candlelight, without any exquisite decoration, it can flow a mysterious and solemn taste.

Only because of the man who leaned on the chaise longue, he exuded the king's breath, indifference, evil spirits and blood.

The hair of the ink and the night are all in one, as if he was born to lead the darkness, he shakes the glass in his hand, and the red liquid is particularly attractive in the light of the candlelight.