The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 90: 090 Suzaku disfigured

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White Tiger pouted: "Is it possible for our subordinates to speculate on the whereabouts of the master?" However, gossip is still possible.

His eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but say, "But you didn't find that, the master's mouth was hurt, there was a wound."

Suzaku heard the words, and the obvious scars on his master's lower lip suddenly appeared, his fist clenched and his nails almost embedded in the palm.

The white tiger was full of interest. He couldn't help secretly lowering his voice and continued to gossip with interest. "In my opinion, the wound was definitely bitten out. At that angle, it was definitely not the master who bit it, but the master Today's strength, if it is not his voluntary, no one can ... Hehe, do you understand what I mean? I always think that the master is so abnormal these days, it must be springing heart, enlightened ... After all, the master is already weak. Well! "

"Shut up, is it possible for you to be a slave only if you are a slave!"

Suzaku yelled suddenly, startling the white tiger.

I saw my glamorous and cold-hearted partner, who was distorting a face at this moment, shaking with piercing eyes, and radiating an extremely angry light in his eyes. It can be matched! Don't dare talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being polite to you! "

After speaking, she turned away angrily.

Leaving the White Tiger alone with a stubborn face, he didn't know why, after a long while, he said, "What's wrong, isn't it just a joke? Even the master doesn't mind, how can this Suzaku be trampled on the tail Is simply unreasonable. "

Suzaku returned to her room angrily, and slammed the door shut. The anger in her heart could not be vented, so she grabbed a porcelain bottle near the door and threw it down.

In this world, no one can match such a master who is so amazing, especially Naranji Creek, which is like a waste, it is not even worthy of lifting shoes for the master.

Suzaku's gaze suddenly became extremely vicious. If she was really ... really trying to seduce the master and blocked the way of the master, then she would never allow the **** to live.

The shattered voices of porcelain pingping pongs echoed in the room, and finally calmed down Suzaku.

She sat back in front of her dressing table and took out the two jade muscle pills she had made, one of which was taken internally and the other turned into water, and gently applied to her face.

Only a quarter of an hour later, her face can be restored to perfection and beauty.

Suzaku sits anxiously in front of the glass mirror, looking at his cold face.

The minute passed, and her eyes stared at the scar on her face, almost ghosting.

However, a quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and an hour passed, but there was no trace of healing on her face. And it was only a faint turquoise, but at this time it has become a thick ash-black.

The scariest thing is that the wound, which was only slightly itchy, was getting more and more painful and itchy.

In the mirror, a thin scar spread in the blink of an eye. Although it is not rotten, it seems that after being kneaded by people, fine uneven wrinkles appear around the scar.

At this moment, the tiny scars that had become very obvious suddenly became like a small cricket on the white face of Suzaku, looking terrifying and disgusting.

"Ah --- !!!! My face! My face!" Suzaku's eyes widened, watching the mirror twist into a ball, his face full of horror and gray scars on his face, screaming Screaming.