Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing (Transmigrated Female Support)

Chapter 251: Long Princess (22)



He needs only one person in this life.

Nan Xuange's extremely light-colored thin lips were bitten by blood stains from his teeth, and the blood beads quickly oozed out. His bloodshot eyes reveal a bit of madness and murderous air, like a ghost crawling out of the ground.

This young man, apparently, is in a stunned state—

"Ah--" With a sigh, his cool fingertips touched his red phoenix's eyes, his palms tickled, and his slender eyelashes were shaking slightly.

"Yingluo, you go down first to see if the medicine has been decoctioned." She moved her lips and opened Yingluo.

"Xuan Ge? Why do you feel sad for someone who doesn't care about you, open your eyes and look at me! What you can do now is to take every step of the moment and try to fill yourself. You fall too much than the prince If you do n’t work hard, sooner or later you will be trampled on your soles one day! I tell you, you do n’t have time to hurt the spring and fall, you have too little time, you know? ”

Emperor Yonglu is already fifty-two this year. The ancients generally lived to be sixty years old and already counted as longevity. Although the emperor never lacked advanced medical doctors, there were some things that no one could decide.

Just in case, Su Kui can only try his best to calm down his heart and cultivate Nan Xuan Ge into a man who can be capable and capable of acting in a short time!

Yes, man!

In her eyes, since Nan Xuange was willing to come out of the court with her for ambition, he would forever lose the right to vent his emotions unscrupulously.

He must be fully armed and face the cannibal palace with a pair of hard copper skins and iron bones.

"What about you? Do you care about me a little bit? You ... will stay with me all the time?" Nan Xuange took her hand in her hand and looked sadly at Su Kui's eyes, tone. Rarely reveals weakness.

The palm of his hand is as fine as white jade, but in his hand is like holding a piece of cold jade, cold and biting, making him unable to wrap her with two palms, covering it tightly, trying to warm her with his body temperature.

"I ..." The teenager's physical fitness is very good, she can clearly feel that the palm of the teenager is continuously transmitting the hot temperature to her.

Although Nan Xuange had jumped into the ice lake to save Jingliu Kite, and became seriously ill. But after recovering from the illness, he did not lose the slightest root cause. This can be regarded as a consolation in Su Kui's heart that was suffering from bone cold all day.

Su Kui's obvious hesitation quickly dimmed Nan Xuange's eyes, his hands loosened involuntarily, and his frustrated drops fell on both sides of his body. "Aren't you willing ..."

His voice was low and inaudible. Sure enough, a person like him should not have been born at first.

The teenager, who was shorter than her head by half, dropped her head deeply, and the loneliness covered her from the inside out. The desperate atmosphere was enough to drown people.

The pain in the heart could not be ignored. Su Kui frowned and touched the palpitations. For a while, her eyes moved away from Nan Xuan Ge, watching the smoke rising from the desk case, and whispered: "Naturally is willing I will be with you ... "Until the end of the mission ...

After this sentence, she finished secretly in her heart.

Turning his eyes around, he could clearly feel the young man's depressed mood suddenly rising, and suddenly a strange breath came, and the person had fallen into a slightly thin chest, and the faint smell of medicine swam in his nose.