Princess Against the World

When is this, he still has the mind to entangle with them here.

The most important thing at this time is to find Ling Luoyu first, and then find a way to leave!

Feng Chenglin was dragged: "What are you dragging me for? I haven't played enough yet..."

"Fart! You will definitely have other guards to help you... then, you will wait to be trapped to death! Don't forget, there is that high priest here..."

The high priest is the big boss behind the scenes! !

If he is as others have said, it is estimated that the two of them will be here today!

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"Fatty?!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly exclaimed and turned to sit up.

That animal-like power is obviously Fengchenglin.

Mo Xuanchen encircled her waist and hugged her into his arms, snuggling tightly like a baby.

"Ling Luoyu...you sleep next to your husband, but you think about another man...are you going to accept some punishment?"

His lips fell behind her ears, biting soft skin, leaving rows of tooth marks.

"Don't make trouble..."

Ling Luoyu pushed him away, releasing his spiritual consciousness.

"I just felt Fatty's animal power... I was afraid of him..."

Mo Xuanchen's fingertips brushed her lips and pressed her lips lightly: "Don't talk about him..."

Full of sourness!

"I'm jealous……"

His whisper was released in her ears, and the warm breath lingered in her ears, itching, which caused her to smile.

"Come less... you don't know the relationship between me and the fat man! Eat the vinegar of wool..."

As he was talking, the noise outside suddenly became louder.

Mo Xuanchen sighed helplessly: "You said your brother... the typical success is not enough to fail! Our old husband and wife have just reunited after a long time, he is coming to join the fun..."

Ling Luoyu got out of bed wrapped in Mo Xuanchen's coat and walked to the screen barefoot: "We..."

"boom!"

The door of the outside room was knocked open, and a figure rushed in like a wind, facing Ling Luoyu who was about to step into the screen.

"Three young masters?"

"...Fatty..."

After Ling Luoyu was taken aback, he subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly, and slipped into the screen.

Almost at the same time, Dingmiao rushed over, dragged Feng Chenglin and ran out: "Go..."

Knowing that Fengchenglin seemed to be frozen, he stared at the screen dumbfounded.

Dingmiao felt that something was wrong at this time, and quickly looked behind the curtain.

After the folds of tulle, he saw the figure of a man standing up lazily.

And on the ground, torn women's clothes were scattered.

Taking a step forward, he picked up the hairpin from his shirt——

"This...this is..."

Almost instantly, he understood, the hairpin in his hand suddenly shot, killing Mo Xuanchen fiercely.

"I fuck..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly woke up and quickly grabbed the arm towards Dingmiao. Who knew it was too late, the hairpin had already shot out.

"Asshole, I killed you..."

Dingmiao went crazy, suddenly smashed into Feng Chenglin and rushed towards Mo Xuanchen.

Behind the gauze, Mo Xuan Chen made a move, and the void captured Dingmiao's body and fell heavily on the bed.

His wrists were low, and he rolled over and pressed him under his body, locked tightly, playing with his lips.

"Yu'er, who...and who is this?!"

Yuer?

Dingmiao shook. Before I understood what was going on, I heard Ling Luoyuyun's gentle voice.

"He is the key...Don't hurt him!"

"Miss, the high priest hasn't gotten up yet, don't you..."

"Go away... Didn't you see someone enter just now?!"