The oil cavity is slippery.

But Rong Yin had to admit that after hearing her praise and confession, his mood would also improve.

But......

Looking at the beauty in front of him, he lowered her head aggrievedly, and when she was silent, Rong Yin still had uncontrollable evil thoughts.

The way she cried must have been very pleasing to the eye.

He couldn't help but bend his fingers, pinched her chin again, and his warm breath hit the side of her cheek: "Cry, let you be the queen." ”

A serious tone.

Su Wei, who listened, buried her head lower.

Su Yu always felt that this was a little familiar, as if she had heard it there when she was in the last mission world.

It seems that the bad man Liyu also thinks the same way.

When Ben Fox goes out, he must clean you up!

Su Yu thought so in her heart, but in fact, she could only bury her head in grievances and say nothing.

Because—she wanted to sneeze again.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yu still held back.

This kind of image-destroying thing, one time is enough.

Raising her eyes again, Su Yan regained her amorous style, smiled shyly at Rong Yin again, and then bit her lip uneasily: "If Your Majesty has to give me a name, then I will reluctantly accept it~"

"However, people want to be concubines more~"

Because no matter how Su Yu thinks about it, the word demon concubine is more in line with her temperament.

Rong Yin: "......"

Her eyes instantly became cold, and there was a bit of bloodthirsty taste, Rong Yin laughed angrily, and bit her lip again in anger.

Beads of blood poured out again.

Although the pain was small, Su Yu still frowned and raised her eyes to complain.

Who knows, such a small look instantly poked a certain acupoint of Rong Yin, and the darkness in the man's original eyes dissipated again, and he let out a clear laugh.

Su Wei looked at him sullenly.

If there is no opinion, it is agreed.

Rong Yin smiled enough, only to see Su Yu with a somewhat accusatory gaze.

Peach Blossom's eyes narrowed, with a little intoxication, and went around to other topics: "That concubine, which palace do you want to live in?" ”

The palace is huge.

There are countless small temples for people to choose from.

Rong Yin pretended to pull her hair casually, playing with it in the palm of her hand, obviously not saying anything, but revealing a strong sense of oppression.

Digging a pit again.

When Su Yan heard this, the fox's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled coquettishly, her jade hand fell on Rong Yin's arm and swayed, coquettish: "People want to live in His Majesty's heart~"

The delicate tone is coquettish again.

Listening to Rong Yin's heart was again a burst of ape.

But—why is her voice getting lower and lower?

(It's too late to woo the time.,I can only type a symbol to make up the number of words.,15 minutes must be modified.,Cuties wait for me!!!!!! ）。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。