Good girl novels

Murong Jing chewed the soft lips fiercely, feeling rough and pity until he licked the smell of blood. His mood gradually calmed down and stopped. He licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of evil and profound and difficult to understand staring at the person on his body without blinking.

She closed her eyelids, her calm cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't struggle or respond. Her slightly swollen red lips were covered with blood, and her faint smile was still blurred. At this time, she looked particularly enchanting and ghostly, revealing a unique beauty.

He bowed his head again, and he licked away the blood stains and blood from the corner of her mouth indifferently, and swallowed them all into his stomach.[

Under her cold expression, there was deep doubt. Sometimes, I really couldn't understand what I wanted to get from this damn woman? Respect? Pay attention? Yes! Whenever I saw that she didn't value herself, the anger in my heart would arise! Not only was she out of control for a while.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" Murong Jing's gaze fell on a small dot on the ground inadvertently. It was a piece of paper, a piece of paper that made people crumpled into a small ball. Soon he looked at the person who was lying under his chest again.

Chen Su'er's eyelids were still not opened, and she responded lightly: "No."

"Very good! Very good!" Murong Jing said two very well, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. "You are indeed very special - ignoring the holy will and blatantly despise me. You are not enough to die a thousand times. I will spare you again, but remember that this is the last time!"

Murong Jing let go of Chen Su'er.

He snorted coldly and left.

Chen Su'er's willful behavior made another miracle.

Although Murong Jing left in a bad mood, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a bleak cloud.

The master was in a bad mood for the first time.

The next morning.

Chen Su'er got up lazy and had breakfast, and then returned to the dormitory to continue sleeping.

That's it. She slept for three days and three nights in a row, and saw no one or two words.

A little unexpected, Murong Jing did not show up.

The first snow did not appear either.

It seemed like everything was quiet again.

Chaofeng Palace lost its former vitality.

All the servants looked listless and worried about their master.

Time is another day, the night is cold and everything is in a bleak moment.[

Some people who are in a lonely mood will feel even more sad.

Chen Su'er slept too much during the day and couldn't fall asleep at night.

Tossing and turning, sighing quietly.

He got up, put on a big cloak, and gently got out of bed.

Closed myself for three days.

She didn't know what happened outside, and the details were detailed. However, she had heard that Murong Jing had released Concubine Xiao and his tribe members very much, and was very affectionate. She took Concubine Xiao back to the palace for treatment just like "old love". She was consulted by the imperial doctor and still lived in Wanyi Palace.

Some guards were also sent to protect Concubine Xiao's safety, and the emperor even visited every day, instructing the palace maids and eunuchs to serve them carefully. In the eyes of some people, it seemed that everything had returned to the starting point, which was wrong. Some people also felt that Concubine Xiao was lucky to be trapped and was even more favored.

Chen Su'er doesn't think Concubine Xiao is even more favored.

Murong Jing's thoughts were too difficult to predict. Even she, a master of psychological warfare, often lost, let alone a mere Concubine Xiao? In her opinion, she was just a very useful chess piece.

For a long time, under the shaking light and shadows, Chen Su'er changed her normal laziness and sat quietly in front of the dressing table, staring at herself in the diamond glasses. The person reflected was not clear. Compared with modern mirrors, it was too blurry, but you could vaguely see that the person in the mirror was very beautiful, with beautiful eyes, natural and strange.

That was not my original self, a completely unfamiliar face.

I feel a little uncomfortable and a little frizzy when I look at it.

Because of this, she actually rarely looks in the mirror, and it is not that she doesn't take it.

On this night, the person in the mirror is actually a dead person, and the soul living inside... was originally a dead person. What should we do in the future? Those who live can be willful, lazy, debauchery, or do whatever they want!

It just turned out to be a savior?!

Thinking of this, someone's beautiful mouth made a smile unrestrainedly.

The world is the vicissitudes of life.
Chapter completed!