The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Qinglong thought of the horror of the picture, the whole person was not good, and quickly used the fastest speed to catch a carriage from the nearest Pluto House. Just ask the self-willed master to be shocked, and don’t make it happen. The city is full of wind and rain, everyone knows.

Nangong looked like a smile and looked at the blue-eyed dragon with a smile. He looked cold and looked cold.

Tunxi has already said coldly: "No, I can go back. We will not do this."

After she finished, she turned and went. Who knows that she has not taken two steps, but she suddenly feels a powerful force on her waist and straightens her body.

Tunxi had no time to make an exclamation, and the whole person had been stuffed into the carriage, and the place of export was blocked by Nangong Temple.

The carriage swayed forward, and after a few steps, it was getting faster and faster, and the speed was almost as good as the previous car.

Tunxi’s face ugly glared at Nangong’s slogan: “How can you make a forced woman with your imperial court?”

Nangong Yu leisurely smiled and said: "Who rules that the king can not force a small woman?"

As he said, his body leaned a little closer and slowly said: "Not to mention, I only forced you alone."

Quxi’s heart jumped and turned his head to avoid his gaze. However, he did not know why there was a joy that could not be said.

Nangong’s mouth was slightly picked, and he took out a refreshment on the small table. He said softly: “Did you have a day without busy eating?”

Tunxi was a little glimpse, only to feel a fragrant aroma with a strong aura.

She turned her head and looked around, only to find this inconspicuous carriage, the interior decoration is extremely luxurious.

The furnishings in the carriage are all the spirits of the refining device, with a slight spiritual fluctuation. The brocade on the ground is made of tens of years of ice silk, which looks inconspicuous, and is also rare with tens of years of ebony.

The set of white tea sets that Nangong Temple has just placed on the small ones, although they can not see the material, but the whole body is flowing, it is not a product.

Tunxi looked at the side and shook his head: "It’s really Zhumen wine smelly, the road has frozen bones!"

Anything here is worth far more than the small courtyard that you have lost. It is enviable and hateful.

Nangong had never heard of this poem, but immediately understood the meaning of the poem, and smiled casually: "Why, you are abandoning this king?"

"No, I am just hateful!" Tunxi licked his mouth and grabbed a piece of pastry and put it in the mouth.

The rich fragrance spreads between the lips and tongues. Although it is not as soft as the slippery silk that is made by myself, the spiritual power contained in the food is not lost. This is already the best food in the world she has ever eaten.

Tunxi’s eyes lit up and exclaimed: “The taste is good.”

The gaze of Nangong's eyes fell on her red lips. The white teeth were hidden under the pink and red blush, like a white snow red plum, which amazed his long silence and made him a kind of fiery desire. I hope to start moving.

He suddenly reached out and clasped the hand of Tunxi with a half-paste, forced to pull her over, and then bowed his head and put the pastry in the mouth with the fingers of Tunxi.

Tunxi was stiff and was struck by lightning: "You..."

Nangong 吞 swallowed the pastry into the abdomen, and did not understand what it was, but he smiled and said: "The taste is really good."