Wow, this situation, this scene, the beauty is current, it's almost bright and blind, okay!!

In his previous life, Xiao Yu was a super face control, and he often stared at the little fresh meat on TV for a long time.

As you see, seeing the sensual and casual appearance of this beautiful man with a strict style around him that is rare for a hundred years, Xiao Yu's lustful old illness can't help but quietly attack again.

Squinted slightly for a long time, until he sensed a faint wetness that began to gush out of his nasal cavity, Xiao Yu finally turned his head very recognizantly.

That's when I laughed at myself in my heart:

It turns out that this problem of nosebleeds at every turn, whether you have eaten the Desperate Pill or not, is more or less common among those people who are strong-blooded.

Ahem, if you think about it seriously, your own concentration still needs to be improved, and it needs to be improved.

When thinking like this, Xiao Yu found that his slender body was light again, and once again fell into the arms of a familiar smell.

The prince of Nangong took his short mustache, and while unceremoniously tying Xiao Yu's tender cheeks, he murmured:

"Yu'er, this king just knows that in the bottom of my Yu'er's heart, there is still this king after all. Otherwise, in front of this king, Yu'er would not be shy and flustered so far. Don't worry, Yu'er, your intentions, this king actually knows it very well. Wow, although we can't have a big meal for the time being, we can still have this small benefit. Good Yu'er, for the sake of this king, let's be patient for the time being, okay......"

Without waiting for Xiao Yu to speak, the thin cherry-colored lips of Nangong Wang Ye had already unceremoniously covered Xiao Yu's small lips.

A feeling of helpless dizziness returned.

There were many small pink stars, and they began to rotate in front of Xiao Yu's eyes again.

Before falling into that long-term suffocation state again, Xiao Yu's eyes widened a little unconvinced, and he couldn't help but wail a few times miserably in his heart:

Lord, you are so good at thinking! What kind of people do you think of others?

After struggling for a long time, Xiao Yu finally broke free from the arms of the prince of Nangong, and first wiped his cherry lips, and then complained:

"Lord, you'd better respect yourself! It's cold here, so it's important for the prince to put on his clothes first to keep out the cold! In other words, if your old man has a fever, coma, fainting or something again, Yu'er is not sure, and she can move you out again to ask for help! You know, from the morning to now, Yu'er hasn't touched her teeth at all! Yu'er herself is so tired that she is about to be paralyzed, but she has no extra strength to take out! ”

Like a Spartan, a pair of jade-colored arms stretched out from the blanket, and the prince of Nangong smiled sideways:

"Oh, yes, my Yu'er has been hungry for a long time, but I can't afford to toss anymore. Yu'er is a little quiet, this king will cook for you. ”

Turning around carelessly, Xiao Yu hadn't seen how he moved, and in the blink of an eye, he had become the neatly dressed prince of Nangong again.

Xiao Yu was a little embarrassed, and said with a low eyebrow like a little daughter-in-law:

"That, Yu'er just checked, in this room, except for some wine, there is no meat and rice food......"