What she wants to be sure of is whether Ouyang Xi dies or lives, it will come from this Ouyang Xun's mouth
Lingwu is very sure, Ouyang Xun is not good else, but his memory is still good
Especially for those who make him angry, his memory is better
When the talent stepped into the bedroom, his words came out: "Where is my little heart?"
For a man who will definitely revenge, what Lu Yan said before he went to the hall was enough to make him miss it.
"Report to the emperor, Lu Yan wants to go out to relax today, but she is..."
A girl closest to Ouyang Xun answered softly, then raised her eyes and smiled: "Can we not be beautiful if the emperor only has that green and beautiful heart in his heart?"
The other girls also pouted slightly, then chuckled
Ouyang Xun frowned at first. Of course he knew what the result would be after they went out. He immediately said hatefully: "That bitch is cheap."
Seeing the smiling faces beside you, your eyes lit up: "How is it possible? You are all my little heart."
Chi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is careful. As the saying goes, people's hearts are unpredictable, they are like this..."
Before he finished speaking, the girl who started talking laughed out loud. "We have figured it out today. Anyway, we have entered the palace. The emperor is our master. Instead of crying and making the emperor unhappy, it is better to turn the emperor into the emperor.
Satisfied with joy”
She had already walked to Chi Yan's side and reached out to Chi Yan's chest: "In this way, the emperor will be happy, and we can live well."
While speaking, her fingers circled Chi Yan's chest, but her eyes glanced at Ouyang Xun with a slanted smile and said, "Emperor, if we serve you well, you will not be so fierce to us,
Like him”
After hearing this, Ouyang Xun took a girl beside him into his arms, lowered his head and bit her lips hard, and looked at the girl's lips with satisfaction and quickly cleared the blood from her lips: "Of course."
Ling Wu looked at the girls doing what they asked, and sneered in her heart. Many times, women's bodies are weapons of murder.