The next head of the noble women, the former thousand gold, are worried and look into the air, for fear that the king's anger will affect them.

Princess Liuli looked in the air and thought that the moon in Nangong would surely die.

Nangong Qianyao and Nangong Mengyao are also eager for the king to kill Nangong yueluo.

Unfortunately, the next moment, a man in mid air, holding Nangong yueluo in one hand and holding her catkin in the other hand, asked softly, "is it hurt?"

The voice of Helian jiuxiao didn't make a sound, but it fell from the air and poured into people's ears.

All the people below were stunned.

Is this the king they know?

Shouldn't it be Xiaowang zhennu, Nangong moon falling, blood splashing on the spot?

But at the moment, in mid air, the bloody Lord forced Nangong yueluo's slender hand to his lips.

Nangong yueluo Jiao's face is full of anger. She wants to withdraw her hand forcibly.

"Asshole, let go!" The moon in the south palace grinds its teeth.

"Don't let go, my servant is angry?" Helian jiuxiao's gentle and magnetic voice fell into the ears of the people who looked up to her again, and then he even kissed her finger belly.

In the overbearing and gentle, gentle and with a little flattery.

This kind of owl king, lets the following expensive female thousand gold people be shocked, the eye dew envies.

The moon in the south palace can enter the eyes of the king.

Nangong yueluo was laughed by Helian jiuxiao: "Helian jiuxiao, are you a dog?"

Said, again hard, but in mid air, there are lessons learned, dare not too hard, for fear of this God, a displeasure, and throw her from mid air.

"Slave, that's how dogs lick." Words fall, Helian jiuxiao hanging in mid air, stretched out his tongue to lick the finger belly of Nangong yueluo.

"Hiss!" Nangong moon can't help crying out in pain.

If you want to pull back, you don't have as much strength as him.

I want to push him away, but in the air, I'm afraid it will turn into meat sauce.

Nangong Yue's anger is burning and she grinds her teeth!

Helian jiuxiao looks at Nangong yueluo's angry little sample. Her dark eyes turn slightly, rippling soft light, like a thousand kinds of glass.

It's like a rock. At a glance, it will fall into one of them. The sexy thin lips turn on the dazzling gentle smile, which makes people crazy.

Nangong yueluo's heart palpitating for no reason seems to have a strange feeling across the apex of her heart. It's hard to describe one or two with words. She just feels her heart beating uncontrollably.

The bottom of my heart secretly scolds, this man is really evil.

Nangong Mengyao sees Helian jiuxiao's tenderness and regards Nangong's moon as a treasure. She is slapped in the face in public. Instead of angry, she calms down with a soft voice. Her eyes are so jealous that she is about to burn.

Seeing her beloved brother jiuxiao treat others so tenderly, Princess Liuli was already so angry that her head was full of smoke.

"Brother jiuxiao, if you are beaten by this bitch, you should cut off her hands." Princess Liuli looks up at the two people in the air.

Nangong yueluo raises her eyes and glances coldly at Princess Liuli. She sees two burning flames of jealousy in her eyes.

At the moment, he deliberately cried out: "ah, yo!"

Helian jiuxiao brings the cunning of Nangong yueluo into his eyes, and the smile of his lips is even more dazzling.

"Nu Er, what's the matter? My hand hurts?"

"Well, it hurts!" The voice is soft and sweet with a trace of affectation.

Specially, stretch out the slender finger and push toward the lips of Helian jiuxiao for a few minutes.

Helian jiuxiao kisses Nangong yueluo's slender finger directly and gently.

Nangong Mengyao and Princess Liuli are going crazy with jealousy.