"I didn't provoke him." Jiu'er suddenly felt a little hurt by Jiuhuangshu's responsibilities.
She knew that he was in a bad mood, and she also knew that his heart was heavy.
Mu Mu turned out to be his biological brother, but he had no reservations about attacking him at that time.
In the end, it turned out that in order to save himself, this brother who was both an enemy and a friend not only got hit by Elder Shi's sword, but also received a knife from him.
How powerful the Ninth Prince's sword is! He didn't kill him immediately, because he was merciful. But
No matter how merciful he was, he still hurt Mu Mu and his flesh and blood brother! Three
The prince is no longer here. Now, the person closest to Uncle Nine Emperors in the world is Mu Mu, but he hurt him with his own hands!
The pain in Uncle Jiuhuang's heart could not be suppressed even with his usual coldest iceberg face.
He's in pain, isn't he?
"Uncle Nine Emperors... Yeah! Be gentle...Uncle Nine Emperors, I know you feel uncomfortable, but..."
"Don't talk."
He feels uncomfortable, he has never felt so uncomfortable!
Feng Jiuer was thrown on the bench. His heavy body pressed down and tore her shirt open.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..." Jiu'er knew that if she really wanted to get along with him, so what if she vented her anger to him at this moment?
However, after venting, can Uncle Nine Emperors really feel better? Just
I'm afraid that when he calms down and faces Mu Mu again, his heart will feel even more painful and uncomfortable."
Uncle Nine Emperors..." The fragile skin was scratched by his lips and teeth, and it hurt! Jiu'er could only bite his lips and close his eyes. If
If this makes Uncle Nine Emperors happier, then...just let him.
Her heart was also very sad, both for Mu Mu and Uncle Nine Emperors.
Suddenly I really wanted to do something, as long as it could make Uncle Nine Emperors happy.
Feng Jiuer did not refuse anymore. Instead, she stretched out her hand and held Zhan Qingcheng's neck.
She just had a small request, a weak request: "Uncle Nine Emperors, let's go next door."
It hurts, it hurts all the time, but I don’t want to tell Uncle Nine Emperors about my headache in such an atmosphere.
Although they were only separated for two days, it felt like they had been separated for a century.
Uncle Jiuhuang is emotionally moved now, and he is so excited. If he is asked to stop now, he will definitely feel uncomfortable. But
It was Feng Jiuer who just bit her lip hard, trying hard to ignore the pain.
Zhan Qingcheng didn't notice anything strange about her because she concealed it so well, and because of the shock tonight, he completely forgot that she still had the Heartless Gu. But
Yes, Jiu'er's words made him cool down a lot. He
We go next door just because...there are other people here.
That was not someone else, but his brother, the brother who was stabbed by him and is still unconscious!
The blazing fire on Zhan Qingcheng's body was mostly extinguished at once because of her slight words.
Without looking back, he knew that on the bed not far away, his brother was lying there, injured and had not woken up for a moment.
His younger brother also deeply loves this girl...
He tightened his long arms and held her tightly in his arms. The heat in his heart had not yet subsided, but his reason had returned.
His hot lips were close to her ear, and Uncle Nine Emperor's voice was hoarse and full of seductive magnetism: "I... don't want to give you up to anyone!" Feng
Jiu'er's heart moved, and she hugged him tightly subconsciously: "Jiu'er... Jiu'er doesn't want to be let out by you either."
He pressed hard, almost rubbing her into his body.
Two people, their clothes were messy, sitting on a bench, he hugged her tightly, Jiuer just nestled in his arms obediently, listening to his strong heartbeat, smelling the pleasant smell on his body
The breath of nostalgia is good.
I want time to stop at this moment forever, two people holding each other tightly and never being separated again.
If someone had asked her in the past how she felt about Uncle Nine Emperors, she really didn't understand and wasn't sure.
But now, if anyone still asks her what she means to Uncle Nine Emperors, then she can tell everyone loudly that no matter what she feels or what she means, she just wants to hold his hand and grow old together.
It's a feeling of destiny. Maybe she didn't come to this era for no reason. Maybe she came here just to meet the Nine Emperors Uncle, to... be with the Nine Emperors Uncle. Nine
Er buried his face in the chest of Uncle Nine Emperors. During the tug just now, Uncle Nine Emperors' clothes were opened. Now, his muscular chest is so clear.
She smelled his breath, kissed the muscle texture on his chest, and didn't want to let go. She finally understood why so many women fainted to death out of surprise and excitement when they saw the Nine Emperors Uncle.
If she continued to be so close and continued to be held and kissed by him, Feng Jiuer would suspect that she would faint because she couldn't breathe before the moment it really happened.
She really likes this man, the cold charm he exudes, and the domineering way he invades everything when he is wild. She likes it.
She loved his strong arms, locking her body tightly in his arms.
I like his hot lips and teeth, chewing every corner of her body. I love it.
I love the moment when he gets emotional, the hot sweat dripping down his forehead.
I like it very much, I really like it, I really like this man who is unique and stunning in heaven and earth! Congratulations!
The two moving hearts seemed to be tightly stuck together. Although they had not yet possessed each other, they were already inseparable. She
I really want him, I really want to leave everything behind, just fall into the arms of the Nine Emperors Uncle, and just want to be with the Nine Emperors Uncle.
I really want to miss him so much, I really want to never leave his arms, I really want to cling to him like this for the rest of my life...
No! No! My head hurts! As long as I think about the goodness of the Nine Emperors Uncle, as long as I have feelings for the Nine Emperors Uncle, my head hurts very much!
Feng Jiuer held her hand so hard that her nails almost dug into her flesh. The stinging pain made her head feel a little better.
Don't think about the beauty of Uncle Nine Emperors, you can't think about it, it will hurt like hell when you think about it.
She has had two calls tonight. If the pain continues, it will really kill her!
Even if your internal strength has become much stronger recently, you can't toss it like this, or your life will really be worn away. No.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhan Qingcheng's restlessness was finally suppressed. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms, his big palm sliding across her petite face. "
I am willing to wait until the day I actually marry you, and then I will tear you to pieces!"
Feng Jiuer's whole body trembled slightly, and she finally suppressed the hot breath, which suddenly came back because of his explicit words.
