My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One hundred and forty-fifth

Sikong Fuling's chin is about to fall off. Why does Prince Mo feel a bit more stinky and shameless than when he looked at Sikongxing?

So openly spreading dog food in front of her, who are you worthy of doing so?

"Wait!" Sikong Fuling suddenly thought of something, and looked up and down the two, his eyes a little strange.

"You, how, how is it possible?"

Hugged together?

Strictly speaking, this is in Qiaomu's dream. As a foreign spiritual body, how could Prince Mo hug Qiaomu's soul body?

She had to calm down, exhale and inhale and then exhale to calm her mood.

Sikong Fuling glared at him, seeing the two sticky and sticky in one place, and couldn’t help but fight in one place, "Aren’t you leaving? Look at this paralyzed face. There is so much mist here. , Now I don’t even know where to go."

Mo Lin held her daughter-in-law, turned her head and stared at Sikong Fuling, "You really have no good intentions."

Just now, he clearly hugged Joe Qiao, and his eyes changed in an instant.

It should be because of the nuisance of Sikong Fuling's flute that the two separated inexplicably.

Of course, Sikong Fuling couldn’t admit it, and said with a cold face, “That’s not because this paralyzed face is defensive. Whose haze set in a dream can be so dense that it can be like her. I don't know."

While speaking, I felt as if my back was hit by something.

Sikong Fuling was shocked, and he clenched the nightmare magic flute in his hand and turned around, "Who."

This paralyzed face wants to cheat people again!

"Ah, sorry, Miss Sikong. Did you accidentally hurt you?" Mu Xingchen's voice floated into her ears through the thick fog.

Sikong Fuling gritted his teeth with anger, and said in his heart: The pit of facial paralysis made her stand in a foggy place, and Mu Xingchen came behind her, and he was surprised at this moment.

"Why are you here?"

"I saw that time has passed for a long time, and neither you nor Moline have come back. You followed in a hurry..."

Sikong Fuling took two deep breaths, turned around and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth severely.

Ming Ming Mu Xingchen is standing behind her at this moment, but she hasn't even seen a ghost through the heavy mist.

Sikong Fuling could only continue to play the flute to explore the way, occasionally making a sound and saying to Mu Xingchen blankly, "It's no wonder I didn't remind you. Your sister, this scam, messed up her dream. Chaos, if you don’t follow my flute, you will be locked in your sister’s dream forever if you can’t go out."

Mu Xingchen said quickly, "Miss Sikong, don't worry, I have been following you all the time."

"Where did my sister and brother-in-law go?"

"How did I know!" Sikong Fuling yelled at him irritably~IndoMTL.com~If she knew, what would she do with him here now?

As soon as he spoke with Mu Xingchen, Qiao Mu and Mo Lin both disappeared.

Sikong Fuling always had an impulse, and now he ran over to grab the paralyzed side, kicked her to death with punches and kicks!

[I was so full that I came here for the muddy water, ahhhhh! 】

"Hurry up." Sikong's Poria flute sounded slightly, and he noticed that thick fog was sweeping around him.

So where did she dare to stop playing and continue to search for a way out with the Nightmare Magic Flute, only secretly scolding Qiao Mu as a scam!

What did you say she pictured?

She is the crowd who eats melons. Isn't it good to eat melons at the show?