At first glance, Zhao Wanxi's face also subconsciously flashed a little doubt, but in the blink of an eye, she understood the voice of Ning Shun's words, and her expression became serious.

"Ouyang Huajing? Is she dying? "

That woman, I'm afraid Crazy.

Drunk in the world of mortals is a kind of sake, gentle, not overbearing, if you drink alone, there is no big problem.

The crux of the problem lies in another kind of incense, that is, the aroma of the red world.

Once the two are combined, they will have the power to become beasts.

This person is still pregnant, dare to move such a mind on Leng junao, this man is no means, presumptuous enough people, after all, Zhao Wanxi as a personal experience, the most powerful voice.

If it's combined with the medicine, what's more?

A child in Ouyang Huajing's stomach who can't grasp the propriety, don't want it.

Is it really because of the assassination of Leng Yulin that she panicked?

With a cold eye, Zhao Wanxi thought as she quickly drew a silver needle from her sleeve and stuck it into Leng Jun's mouth. However, the effect was very little, and she didn't seem to be sober.

Ning Shun is crying.

"Niang Niang, it's too late to explain now. How are you Save the master. "

Save the master? How to save it?

Since she knew what was the matter with him and the corresponding treatment, Zhao Wanxi naturally knew it well.

Even though the time was obviously not right, her face was still blushing because of Ning Shun's plea.

It's her man. She doesn't care. Who cares?

Zhao Wanxi looked around and saw that there was basically no one and that there would be no unnecessary trouble. After that, she quickly asked.

"I helped your master to the side hall and solved his acupoints by the way. It's not good for him to keep it sealed all the time. "

Calm mouth, but the heart can not suppress the anger. According to the mind at the moment, Zhao Wanxi is afraid to cut Ouyang Huajing's heart.

On hearing her command, Ning Shun's face suddenly relaxed and said, "yes, I will obey your mother's command."

With words in his mouth, he moved.

Ning Shun helped Leng junao, who was still stiff, into the hall quickly and solved Leng junao's acupoints. When Zhao Wanxi followed him, he had already jumped out of the window and left.

There are only two people left in the huge inner hall. The acupoints are untied. With the blood flowing smoothly, Leng Jun Ao raises his eyes and keeps an eye on the people in front of him.

He couldn't control the impulse in his body any more. He rushed directly with the smell of aggression. Without giving Zhao Wanxi time to react, he directly put people on the couch.

He buried his head between her neck and greedily absorbed the taste of her body. When the subconscious feeling was completely right, there was nothing wrong with it, Leng junao mumbled.

"Xi'er, Xi'er..."

Between the words, Leng Jun's lips open and close, and the unique masculine atmosphere surges in. With the hot breath spray, coupled with his impatience, Zhao Wanxi's body, quickly from a thin layer of small rash.

At the same time, the wings of the nose move, the mouth constantly coax, but how in the heart are not relaxed.

"Ah, don't worry, it's me. I'm here. No matter what, I'll be with you... "