Xiaoqiang, that is, the child who was forced to kill by Nalan Ruoruo at the beginning, has now grown into a handsome young man, he hid behind the pillar and saw Nalan Ruoruo's tears, and when he looked back at his mother, there was a dead silence in his eyes.

Hurt her, kill ......

The monarch's mother didn't come to make trouble for a few days, Nalan Ruoruo was also idle and panicked, on this day, seeing the seven "gourd babies" eating chicken legs around her, she took out a box of grilled chicken and a box of beer from the space with great compassion, and a group of people came to a big dinner.

Perhaps not interested in these foods, the beer swirled in the hand of the god stick of Junlu and returned to her.

Nalan Ruoruo didn't care, he picked it up and drank it, maybe he was a little drunk, glanced at the young man who stayed beside her, and sighed, the one who lost his parents when he was a child, and was forced to become a devil by her, and now Xiaoqiang, who is disgusted by her and refuses to stay away from her, rarely has a little kindness, "Follow me all these years, attack humans again and again, and even force you to kill your relatives with your own hands...... You hate me, don't you? I can't die no matter how I get it, and I really answer your name. ”

The corners of the seven gourd babies' mouths kept twitching, but Xiaoqiang in her eyes still looked sad or happy, and said indifferently, "I only kill the damned." ”

Nalan Ruoruo blinked, okay, and educated a cold-blooded and ruthless kind, not bad, not bad.

I was in a good mood and had a good appetite, I raised my hand to drink the beer in my hand, and the seven "gourd babies" glanced at each other, and there was a kind of secret pleasure that the trick had succeeded.

Back in his bedroom, Nalan Ruoruo fell asleep, but inexplicably there was a feeling of heat seeping out from his bones, and the feeling of heat spread little by little, a little bit stronger! And when her hand touched Shaojue An who was asleep next to her, she unconsciously gave birth to a longing.

I want to ......

No,, she's definitely calculated!

However, they also underestimated her too much.

Calmly reached out and took out the silver needle from the space, with a smug smile on the corner of his lips, "When my Shennong technique is fake......

Half an hour later.

Nalan Ruoruo silently put away the silver needle, and turned over and sat on Young Lord An......

"Hmm...... No...... Lonely city, you ...... Not...... There is an end ...... ......The sentence was said intermittently, and it took several times to finish it, and the body was forced to lie on the bed, with his face buried in the pillow, his long black hair was messily spread on the bed, and his lips were slightly open and panting......

She's also in the ...... Only then did she know that Young Lord An was actually a lonely city, but she was a little suspicious, is this really retrospective? I have the impression that when facing her, he is always gentle and elegant, and he will never be so savage.

This time, what's wrong?

She wanted to look at him and find out the reason, but she couldn't see it, because the posture was lying on the bed, and her buttocks were raised high, so that the lonely city that moved on her body could make her body even more crazy, but she was tortured to the point that her legs were weak, and she endured the unbearable in her body, panting and protesting: "Retrospective...... It's been seven days, and this time I'm back, you're ...... Hmm............"

was still protesting, but was buried in the body by the lonely city, a deep point, and the words she said were broken up again.

Damn man, if it weren't for him, she would definitely be an Optimus Prime wheel!

Nalan Ruoruo's hand hung down weakly, grabbed the carpet on the ground, and bit his lower lip to endure......