Feng Jiuer was just like playing house when he was a child, ignoring him just like he said.
You've sworn a poisonous oath. Do you want to be struck by lightning when you talk to him?
Di Wuya really wanted to throw her away and ignore her again.
To threaten him like this for another man!
He has lived for more than twenty years. When has anyone ever threatened him? Most of the people who dare to threaten him have already gone to see the King of Hell!
He held her tightly with his big palm, and suddenly leaned over and grabbed her up, with a fierce and violent aura in his eyes. "
Do you know what will happen to anyone who dares to threaten me?" Feng
Jiu'er still bit her lip and ignored him.
Wuya suddenly picked her up and turned back to the edge of the cliff: "Give you one more chance to speak!"
She just bit her lip, said nothing and ignored him! "
Girl, are you tired of living?" He stretched out his long arm and lifted her to the top of the cliff, "Okay, I'll help you!"
With five fingers loosened, Feng Jiuer fell straight to the bottom of the cliff like a kite with its string broken. The wind
It whizzed past her ears, and it really hurt her face.
Feng Jiuer was so scared that her heart was paralyzed. This time, it seemed that she really couldn't stop herself and risked her own life. Alas.
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The night is a bit late. Xiao
The girl was sitting in the room. After taking a bath and feeling relaxed, she was enjoying a delicious meal.
The man, who had already showered and changed clothes, put down his chopsticks, walked aside, and read through the military book.
He also said that he is not the Nine Emperors Uncle? Even the military books he read are the same!
However, Feng Jiu'er only dared to whisper these words in her heart, but she couldn't say them out casually. Jiu'er
The emperor's uncle is Emperor Wuya. If these words are spoken, it will easily disrupt the imperial court.
That was definitely not the bottom line that she could touch. As long as he didn't say it for a day, she wouldn't dare to mention it.
Some jokes can be made, but some can be fatal if told. Even if Uncle Jiuhuang seems to really love her, he can't say it. Nine
The emperor's uncle used his identity as Emperor Wuya to save her. I'm afraid that because of his identity as the Ninth Prince, it's not appropriate to rush back now. No.
I know what big plans these big shots have, but she is just a small person anyway, so don’t participate or speculate, just eat her food with peace of mind.
The food tonight was really delicious and she liked everything.
When I think of how Di Wuya let go of his hand and then went to save her with a dark face, I feel funny. I can't bear it.
He couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The man in the room was still reading the military book and ignored her. Feng
Jiu'er was finally full, stretched out and looked at him: "I'm full. Where is my room? Can I go back to rest?"
Zheng has returned to the cave and left a letter on the ground for Mu Mu. He should wait for her obediently and not act recklessly.
Feng Jiuer feels at ease and feels relaxed. She
Standing up: "Nine... Lord, I..."
Seeing the cold air that he couldn't hide even though he was wearing a mask, Feng Jiuer felt a little unbearable.
It doesn't make sense to make him unhappy and leave without coaxing him.
The most important thing is that he is my dear Uncle Nine Emperors!
If he had a bad intention and ignored her and Mu Mu's affairs, then who would clean up the mess in this matter?
After thinking about it, I walked over, pulled a small stool and sat down in front of him, holding my chin and looking up at him.
"My lord, are you still angry? Why are you angry? I'm not even angry anymore and you're still angry. You're so stingy!"
Why do these words become more convoluted the more you say them?
