The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

White tiger said: "the whereabouts of the master can be guessed at will by our subordinates." However, gossip is OK.

His eyes brightened, and he couldn't help saying, "but, you see, there is a wound in the master's mouth."

Hearing this, Zhuque suddenly saw the obvious scar on the lower lip of the master's son. He immediately clenched his fist, and his fingernails were almost embedded in the palm.

But the white tiger was full of interest. He could not help but secretly lowered his voice and continued to gossip with interest. "In my opinion, the wound was definitely bitten. That angle is certainly not bitten by the master himself, but with the strength of the master now, no one can Hey hey, do you understand what I mean? I always think that the master is so abnormal these days. It must be spring heart stirring and opening up After all, the master is already weak! "

"Shut up, don't you have to be a slave to spread rumors?"

The red sparrow gave a low roar, which frightened the white tiger.

But he saw his beautiful and cold-hearted partner, who was twisting his face, trembling all over, and his eyes flashed with anger, "how can a man match such a man and a man as the Lord! Don't blame me for being rude to you! "

With that, she turned around angrily and left.

The white tiger was left in the same place with a confused face. After a while, he said inexplicably, "what's the matter? Is it just a joke? Even the master doesn't mind. It's unreasonable how the rosefinch looks like it has been trodden on its tail. "

Zhuque angrily returns to her room and slams the door. Her anger can't be let out. She grabs a porcelain bottle by the door and throws it down.

No one in the world is worthy of such an amazing master, especially Nalan River, which is just like waste, and even does not deserve to lift shoes for the master.

Zhuque's eyes suddenly become extremely grim. If she is true If the real intention is to seduce the master and block his way, then he will never allow the bitch to live.

One by one, the clattering sound of porcelain reverberated in the room, which finally calmed down the cardinal.

She sat back in front of her dresser and took out two jade muscle pills, one for internal use and the other for water, and daubed them on her face.

Only a quarter of an hour later, her face will be bright and clean again.

Zhuque anxiously sat in front of the glass mirror, looking at his cool face.

As time went by, her eyes were fixed on the scar on her face, and there was almost a ghosting in front of her.

However, when a quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and one hour passed, there was no trace of recovery in her face. And originally just a light gray, but now it has become a thick gray black.

And the most terrible thing is that the wound, which was only slightly itchy, is getting more and more painful and itchy at this time.

In the mirror, the thin scar spread away in the blink of an eye. Although it didn't rot, it seemed that after being kneaded, there were fine concave and convex wrinkles around the scar.

This time, the original tiny scar suddenly became extremely obvious, just like a small centipede across the soft white face of the Suzaku, it looked extremely scary and disgusting.

"Ah --!! My face! My face! " Zhuque's eyes widened, looking at the mirror twisted into a ball, full of scared face and gray scars on his face, and gave out a shriek.