Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

At the thought of this, the heart of the wine wine can not help but sigh, and a deep sense of moving, is quickly coming to my heart.

I am really damned!

Night Mo Hanming is so concerned about himself, he also misunderstood that he would dislike himself. Now, let the night cold worry so much about himself...

The more I think, the more guilty the wine is.

"Night in the cold..."

Su wine wine opened, pumped his nose, he said.

When I heard her, the man who was worried about the bedside of the bed heard the words, and the black scorpion that had been lost in a few minutes was not light.

It was like a candle lit in the night, with a bit of joy.

"Wine, obedient, hey, come out with medicine!?"

The night is cold, the tone is gentle and gentle, and with a little care, it seems that fear is hurting her self-esteem.

However, the more men are gentle to themselves, the more they feel moved and guilty.

Although she is very sad now, but can not let people who worry about themselves to be sad with themselves, isn’t it? ?

After thinking of this, Su wine was first pumped his nose, and then he slowly walked out of the bed.

Looking at the little fox that was originally wrapped in himself, I finally listened to it. It was a cold night that I was worried about.

Immediately, slowly stretch out the slender hand and gently pick up the little fox in front of him.

The man’s move is so gentle and cautious.

As if he was holding, it is the rarest precious treasure in the world.

If it was before, Su wine can enjoy the gentle care of men with peace of mind.

However, now, I am naked, and the wounds of large and small bodies are criss-crossed and ugly.

I will be disgusted when I look at it. However, the man in front of me still regards her as a treasure, and let the wine and wine meet, and my heart is even more moved.

The nose is sour, a layer of cockroaches, once again covered with the sloppy eyes of the wine.

"Night, cold, don't you think I am ugly now??"

Sue wine opened, he said.

After saying this, I quickly hang my eyes and dare not look at the eyes of the night.

I am afraid, I will see the night of the cold and dislike my own eyes.

However, just as the inferiority of Su wine was incomparable, he saw the man suddenly sticking out the slender fingers and gently picking up her pointed chin.

The chin was gently lifted up by the people, and the soda wine was on the top, a pair of narrow and deep black scorpions.

The man’s eyes are so long, deep, and beautiful.

In addition, the gentleness and tenderness of the man in the middle of the man’s shackles, as if they were the same forever, let people see, can’t help but immerse themselves in the gentle eyes of men, unable to extricate themselves...

Seeing this, the heart of Su wine is not to be seen.

As if, a small stone, smashed into the heart of the original calm lake, set off a layer of ripples.

My heart pounded, and then I saw the man’s red lips slightly open, and the low, hoarse voice was gently spilled from the man’s mouth—

"No matter what the wine looks like, you are always the cutest in the eyes of the king!"

The man spoke, the voice was light, however, the firmness and sincerity in the tone did not hide.

It is said that the heart of Su wine is not shocked.

The tears that had been hovering in the eyes of the eye, finally could not help but fall.

With a slap in the mouth, the soda wine couldn’t help but scream, and burst into tears again.

Immediately, the whole small body was even thrown into the broad embrace of the night.

The two claws are tightly catching the neck of the cold night, tight, not let go.

Because at this moment for Su wine, it is too precious, too moving, too unforgettable.

She has always known that the night ink loves her.

However, she only thought that the reason why Night Mohan loved her so much was that she saved his life and that she was very cute.

However, now she knows that it turned out that the night ink loves her, just because she is her, it doesn't matter her appearance...

It’s so good to have him in the night, so why don’t she dare to move it! ?

Compared with the touching, the crying Sili Wow Sue Liquor, the night of the cold wine hugged by the Sue Liquor, at this moment, I saw the little fox crying in my arms, and suddenly, some of them were stunned.

"Wine, why are you crying again?? Hey, don't cry, let the king give you medicine." You still have injuries on your body. It is good to take medicine first."

The night is cold and cold, like a little child, screaming at the little fox who is crying in his arms.

Listening to the words of the night, I knew his fears about myself. Su wine was slowly suppressing his excitement and then nodded lightly.

"it is good."

Su wine and wine, the sound is stunned, like a child who is pitiful and pity, let people listen, and my heart is not soft.

Looking down, looking at the crying face of a wet little fox, the night ink cold first sighed a sigh, then, took out a clean handkerchief, first wipe the tears on the face for the little fox in the arms.

After helping the little fox in the arms to wipe the tears on his face, the night ink chilled up the bowl of black lacquered plaster and began to apply medicine for the sake wine.

However, when the wine was looked at the bowl of black lacquer, like a plaster of ink, the brow suddenly looked awkward.

God!

This bowl of plaster is really ugly!

If you want to apply this bowl of plaster to yourself, it is not disgusting! ?

Thinking of this, Su wine is not a step back from the subconscious, the face, obviously has a great resistance to this bowl of plaster.

Compared to a face-resisting soda wine, the night ink looked down and looked back and forth, and the little fox who resisted his face could not help but blink.

"Drinks, come on the medicine!?"

"Amount, I don't want it!"

When I heard the night cold, the soda wine immediately shook my head.

I thought that if I apply this bowl of black lacquered plaster, I will squat on my body and not be black-painted! ?

As soon as I thought of that picture, Su wine was drunk.

That is not the usual ugly!

On the occasion of the horror of the Soviet wine and wine, the night ink was heard in the words of the sake wine, and the brow could not help.

"Wine..."

The night is cold and the mouth is soft, but the tone is soft, but there is a bit of helplessness and the majesty that is not easy for people to resist.

Wen Yan, Su wine wine was shocked.

Immediately, I knew that I had escaped from this robbery. I had to sigh and sigh, and then walked slowly toward the night.

Seeing the little fox in front of me, a dejected head, ready to go to the guillotine, the night is cold and will endure.

However, no matter what, as long as this little fox can match the medicine, it would be fine.

Thinking in my heart, the night ink cold picked up the bowl of plaster and began to slowly start the medicine for the sake wine.