The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1591: True Confession 3

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"Tell me, do you think they're a good match?" Su Luo held his fingers and counted how well they matched. "You see, regardless of appearance, family background, character, cultivation ... they all look at each other. It does n’t work well, it ’s like a match made in heaven. ”

Nangong Liuyun patted Su Luo's head: "Beijing must be marked out."

"What?" Su Luo raised a huge question mark on his forehead. What does it mean that Beichen must mark it out?

"silly girl." Nangong Liuyun rubbed Su Luo's head angrily, shifting the topic, "Have you played enough? More profoundly, go back quickly to avoid being cold."

Nangong Liuyun stretched out her slender fingers, helped Su Luocang's collar and hair, with a focused look, and her actions gently held the most precious things in the world.

After finishing carefully, this led Su Luo's hand back.

"Ah, you haven't said it yet. Why did Bei Chenying mark it out?" Su Luo wanted to ask the answer.

"Shit your man, not even Beichen." Nangong Liuyun's voice was gentle, but with a touch of majesty and sternness, he was stern and shy.

"Kee ---" Su Luo was almost choked by her own saliva.

Yes, she can feel it, can she not feel Nangong Liuyun ten times better than her?

"Do you think too much? I think Beichen is normal." Su Luo looked at him with a smile.

"Even the probability of 1% is not allowed." Nangong Liuyun's answer was strong and domineering.

Su Luo gave him an indifferent look and quickly shifted the subject.

Talking with Nangong Liuyun about other men is really a dangerous topic. Su Luo swears that she will never get involved in this topic again.

In the garden.

Zi Yan and Bei Chenying face each other, as if the world is still at this moment.

Zi Yan reacted first, pushing Bei Chenying away, and then he got up with a grunt.

"That ..." Bei Chenying felt extremely embarrassed and wanted to speak without knowing how to explain.

"Bei Chenying, what you did!" Ziyan exclaimed wiping the corners of her mouth, staring angrily, "Is this what you and the bet placed? Are you taking me as bet!"

"I ..." Under the anger of Zi Yan, Beichen Dunjue felt helpless. "In fact, the bet is to confess to you, who knows ..."

"Since it's just a confession, why are you doing this!" Zi Yan grabbed Bei Chenying's collar, "Believe it or not, Grandma will give you another punch!"

"I don't know, it seems like someone was suddenly pushed down behind, and then rushed over, held you down, and then ..." Beichenying grew darker and darker.

"You shut up!" Ziyan whistled again and wiped the corners of her mouth, "Aunt Grandma remembers you!"

After speaking, Ziyan took a big step away.

As Ziyan ran away, Bei Chenying looked complex.

He stretched out his long fingers and nodded his soft lips ... Actually, it just seemed pretty good.

But who pushed him behind? Fall? Impossible, Luoluo's strength is not so strong ... Beichenying scratched his hair, puzzled.

Night.

This night, doomed to be calm.

It wasn't long before Su Luo fell asleep.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis awakened her.

Su Luo's eyes popped open instantly, shining like dark pearls in the night.

Suddenly, Su Luo frowned, rolled in shape, and quickly rolled off the bed to the ground.