My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4392-Red

However, she was dragged into the gap in the space for the first time, and she couldn't help but pat her heart directly, thinking secretly: The two people, Qin Daqin, were quite keen.

She was just a touch of her soul. When she was pulled out of her dream, a slight spatial fluctuation occurred, and the two immediately noticed the clue.

It's not easy!

The pair of hands that had just torn open the void must have been kissed by her husband.

but?

Qiaomu looked at himself in the vast white mist and frowned slightly.

what happened?

Didn't the husband pull her out of that dream?

Why is the husband now gone, and she is the only one left, in this white mist, not even a ghost can be seen?

"Fu Jun, come out soon." Xiao face paralyzed with a face, and screamed unhappyly.

She ran back and forth in the white mist for a long time, and still did not see him.

what happened?

Is this white mist also her dream?

She hasn't actually left her dream yet?

It seems that he is beckoning to himself from a distance.

Qiaomu opened his eyes with strong eyes, and when the thick fog was rolling, it seemed that a woman was walking, holding the flute in his hand, and the magic sound struck.

The flute sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

Qiao Mu was a little alert and looked down at his soul.

This wandering look is really helpless.

The white mist rolling in front of her eyes seemed to be inseparable, and the flute sound was getting closer.

Qiao Mu could not help but be surprised when he saw the figure of the person in front of him.

Is Si Kong Fuling?

Did Si Kong Fuling fall into her dream?

At that moment, the husband caught her clearly, and the two separated again in the blink of an eye. Could this Sora Fuling make a ghost?

"Come here." Si Kong Fuling was also exhausted at this time.

Qiaomu's dream made her vomit blood.

Although psychologically prepared, a devious little girl like her, the dream is bound to be covered with white mist, and it is estimated that there is nothing useful.

But she still did not expect that this girl was so distraught.

Where is this white mist, is it the eighteenth dense mist?

As soon as she entered the arbor dream, she almost lost her way, and she had no idea where to go.

Alright, I don't see any useful news anyway.

Hurry up and get out of this pit!

If Si Kong Fuling was thinking, she could not help seeing the little girl's face paralyzed and her eyes doubting.

She regrets dreaming about this product!

Isn't it a good idea to drink tea with melon seeds?

Someone had to come to help Prince Mo's dream ... oh, eh? Why does the body suddenly fly up.

When Si Kong Fuling found out, she had flew out and then fell heavily in the dense fog.

Should I thank this paralyzed face for making the surrounding fog very dense.

She fell into the billowing fog and was not injured.

When she stood up aggressively, she saw that Mo Lian's guy had quickly come to Qiao Mu, raised her hand and held her in her arms.

Si Kong Fuling could not help but grind his teeth.

Only then did she deliberately control the two with a flute sound.

But I didn't expect Prince of Merchandise to come back so fast.

"Fu Jun!" When he saw the small facial paralysis he felt very wronged.

"Why are you here so slowly?" It made her worrying for four months in her dream, she couldn't get out, she was really sad.

Murray quickly reached out and hugged her daughter-in-law, distressed. "Jojo, it's not good for me, but I'm late. Punish me, punish me, punish you and kiss me!"

(End of this chapter)