The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 2505: Late Night 1


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Nangong Liuyun didn't push her away, still looked at her so straightly, his eyes were so bright, as if to see the deepest part of her soul.

"I was wrong ..." Su Luo bowed his head and repented.

Nangong Liuyun blocked her throat in a breath. Admitting mistakes is quite fast, but next time I will take it for granted!

"I'm really wrong ..." Su Luo held Nangong Liuyun's hand, dangling, soft voice, with a coquettish ending.

She knows that Nangong Liuyun can't stand her, and she will immediately surrender.

Sure enough, Nangong Liuyun's dark and hazy face eased up a bit.

He shakes off Su Luo's hand and stares at her straightly: "Be disciplined, what does it look like!"

The more he did this, the more Su Luo released.

She's tired and crooked in his arms, pinching her hands, pinching east, pinching west.

Nangong Liuyun froze stiffly, his body was tight, and his breathing was a little rough. He glanced at Su Luo: "The little girl's house, be disciplined."

The more serious and rigid he is, the more Su Luo wants to tease him.

She stepped on her long legs, separated her legs, and sat across his abdomen, slender arms around his neck, staring at him with a smile.

Nangong Liuyun turned his face away, but there was a hint of crimson invisible to his ears.

Her Nangong is so innocent, she really likes it.

Su Luomin went up, and the blurred Aura lingered on his lips, touching intimately, but not kissing him.

A thin, thin sweat appeared on the forehead of Nangong Liuyun.

At this time, how could he push her away pretending to be angry? In time, he hugged Su Luo's thin waist with both hands, forced forward to loosen, and imprisoned Su Luo in his arms.

"Still angry?" Su Luo held out his fingers and nodded the white porcelain pectoral muscles of his shirt, which had been partially faded.

"Yes." Nangong Liuyun's voice was dull, and he was a little bit mad.

Su Luo's cold fingers stroked the redness on his forehead.

She actually wants to laugh.

Such an injury, in the strength of his nangong adult, disappeared after a while. He's better. Instead of letting the wound disappear, he deliberately made the wound bigger and made her look guilty, right?

Su Luo pressed his finger to the forehead of his forehead.

"His--" Nangong Liuyun took a breath of air.

Suluo laughed and shoved him, "Hey, it's almost enough, don't pretend, is this pain for you, is it still painful?"

Nangong Liuyun glanced at Su Luo, pointing his feet: "foot pain!"

Su Luo just remembered that Nangong Liuyun had a leg attack. She was brought to the door automatically, so she was nervous, and she was about to crawl down from him.

But Nangong Liuyun grabbed her buttocks and allowed her limbs to move, and her body was firmly fixed there, unable to move.

Nangong Liuyun still held his jaw, arrogantly sneer: "You go, you go quickly."

Su Luo patted him depressedly: "How can I go without letting go?"

Nangong Liuyun sneered: "Which time I didn't let go, didn't you go clean? Now you come to the door automatically."

Su Luo: "... Okay, I'm not going anymore? I just want to see your legs, okay?"

"Not good!" Aojiao boy refused.

"Nangong Liuyun!" Su Luo drank him.

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were slightly aggrieved, his lips were slightly puffed, and his voice was very low, almost whispering: "He knows how to do it to help relieve the pain, but deliberately pushes three obstacles, four pulls, and says he likes me ..."


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