Feng Beilie has a little internal force in every force, penetrating the acupuncture points on her shoulder and neck to dredge the meridians, his craftsmanship is not comparable to ordinary people.

Feng Beilie looked down at her worried while enjoying it, thinking of the information that the eyeliner had reported back in the past few days, and his butt that had been pierced, Feng Beilie's fingers were slightly forced, and Xuan Lishuang pursed his lips and wrinkled his whole face.

"Uncomfortable?"

He asked softly, as if he was very concerned, but the look in his eyebrows and eyes was saying: If you dare to say that you are uncomfortable, you will look good.

Xuan Lishuang had to smile and said: "Comfortable, I didn't expect His Royal Highness Hades to have such good skills." ”

"How is it compared to the fifth brother?"

Xuan Lishuang lowered her head, and a strange feeling passed through her heart, although it was a very stupid idea, but how could she think that this man's tone was vinegary.

Delusion, absolutely delusion!

Noble like him, the choice of women may only be determined to be useful and useless, and a woman like her, who has no power, no money, and no reputation, may not even be qualified to enter the palace as a warm concubine.

Xuan Lishuang said: "I don't know how His Royal Highness King Luo's craftsmanship is, but his bones are very fragile and need to be supplemented with calcium. ”

"Is that better for this king?"

"Well, it's better to be a prince."

"What's a good way?"

"The strength, the position, it's perfect, it's not easy for a man."

"Do you want to change the seat, this king has other tricks."

"No, that's satisfying."

Xuan Lishuang was in a cold sweat, and the conversation between the two of them seemed to be getting more and more strange, so that others would feel when they heard it.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, got up from the chair and avoided Feng Beilie's hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Wang, the little girl is terrified." It's so late, the prince should rest early. ”

"Is it here?"

He pointed to the bed, and Xuan Lishuang wanted to hit someone inexplicably.

This is her bed, and there is no room for others to sleep on it.

The most important problem is that there is only one bed in the room, so if Feng Beilie sleeps, she will sleep on the floor. Xuan Lishuang doesn't like anyone very much.

"My room is not only simple but also smelly, the bed board is hard and the quilt is thin, I am afraid that the prince will sleep uncomfortable, so please ask the prince to move."

Feng Beilie's face did not change, but there was a thoughtful playfulness in his eyes.

His eyes were already sharp and profound, and this look on the belt made people even more confused about what he was thinking, and he was even more afraid.

Xuan Lishuang didn't dare to look him directly into his eyes, for fear of being picked on by the egg again, this high-minded and ruthless ghost-faced god of war, she didn't dare to provoke.

"You're right."

Feng Beilie suddenly spoke, his body flickered like a shadow, and he couldn't catch the entity, only felt a breeze passing in front of his face. When Xuan Lishuang looked at it again, he had already floated out of the window.

What a speed!

Xuan Lishuang was glad that she was lucky that she didn't offend him just now.

Feng Beilie is not as soft-hearted as the other two guys, and he will not give her a chance to make a move.

I'm afraid that if she moves, she will be broken by Feng Beilie's arm.

He stood motionless at the top of the wall, looking down at the two rows of large cactus, letting his sleeves flutter in the cold wind.

It looks like the calm before a storm, and the next moment it will erupt in thunderous rage.

Feng Beilie squinted at these things, and if he dared to prick his ass, he would have to pay the price.

He's going to let these thorny things die without a place to bury!