Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Leng Yetong smiled sweetly and looked at him flatteringly. In the bottom of her heart, she despised herself severely. The others became more and more capable. How did she get worse? Where's my cold night pupil? Where's that cold night pupil who sees men as an accessory? The answer was tossed it, and it was thrown into the Yellow River along with the martial arts of Baili Momo.

Why is there such a conclusion? Because in the next second, the slightly cold lips covered her lips, and when she was slightly unprepared for a moment, her little tongue drove straight in, and plundered wildly.

"唔 唔唔 流 流 (rogue)! 唔唔 放 (releasing) !!!" Leng Yetong started to resist when he came back, but in return only his stronger kiss, the resistance movement became lighter, Closing his eyes, his body was a bit weak, intoxicated, and subconsciously responded to the deep kiss.

"Huh, huh." Baili Liumo's breathing was a little heavy, and he let go of the person in his arms, his eyes looked at him tenderly, looking at her shameful face, and smiled enviously.

"Rogue!" A little embarrassing for a while, Leng Yetong pushed him away, covering her hot cheeks with both hands, glaring with anger and exclaiming.

"Oh, didn't you just enjoy it just now?" Baili Liumo threw a glamorous eye at her and said with infinite tenderness.

"Sister-in-law!" Because of this sentence, Leng Yetong became more red with his cheeks, and for a long time, he spit out these four inappropriate words.

"Haha, my little princess, I didn't expect you to be so cute when you were shy, hahaha!" As soon as Leng Yetong's voice fell, Baili Liumo burst into a hearty laugh. He smiled really well, his blue eyes smiled into a crescent shape, and the handsome and evil face seemed to suit this smile very well, and the cold night pupil was neither angry nor angry.

Duan Ying listened to this hearty laughter, and smiled outside the carriage. How long hasn't he heard Wang Ye's laughter so open? Seems like a long time. The moon was hanging high, and the carriage in the moonlight was like a fairy tale scene.

The carriage stopped slowly, and when the gatekeeper heard the sound of the horse's hoof, he quickly opened the door and prepared the stairs. After the carriage stopped, he stepped forward and set the stairs down, and bowed his head aside.

The carriage's curtain was lifted gently, Leng Yetong came out with a blood-stained white coat, and a few crickets were slightly surprised, and their heads were lowered. Sometimes, these eyes were still blind. Better.

Baili Momo then walked down, glanced around, and then lifted his feet into the palace. Leng Yetong shrugged his shoulders, followed him, and walked into the palace.

After a quarter of an hour, when the two figures appeared in front of Luo Yange at the same time, Leng Yetong's eyes drew and said, "Master, you have gone in the wrong direction, Mo Yange is over there." Then, he raised his finger to the left of Luo Yan Pavilion.

"Who is yours tonight?" Baili Liumo looked at her side by side and said lightly.

"Live me? Do you have no dormitory or what? You have to squeeze in with me!" Leng Yetong twitched at the corner of his mouth, staring at him fiercely, and said angrily.

"This king's house is all my king. My king wants to live wherever he wants to live." Baili Liumo shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, watching her approaching madness, smiling slightly, said, "What's more, my king's Mo Yan Pavilion has just been defiled. Could it be that you let my king go to such an unclean place to sleep?"