Chapter 835

Feng Yi took a deep breath: "you are the daughter of the fox king of the demon Kingdom and the hundred flower fairy. Su porcelain is a mimosa plant and my wife."

Su porcelain raised her long eyelashes, pursed her lips and said, "I'm not. I'm the essence of money."

She tilted her head slightly and said seriously, "I don't have a husband either."

After she finished the sentence.

Su porcelain saw that the man in front of him became a huge black dragon.

She was dumped.

The girl could not help holding the dragon scale.

Feng Yi took people to see the place where they met for the first time.

Su porcelain listened to his voice, but he had no impression.

But.

She felt the scales.

Hold out your little hand.

It's cold.

How comfortable.

Next.

Su porcelain stayed by the black dragon, and the other party would not let her go anywhere.

It's really overbearing.

She was lying on the black dragon's body, holding his dragon's beard in her little hand. She asked in a soft voice, "are you a monster? Or a fairy? "

Feng Yi listened to her cold temper and kept her eyes fixed on the girl, emphasizing every word.

"I am your husband."

"I don't have a husband, I'm just a pot."

Feng Yi does not speak, and directly changes the girl back to the prototype.

A mimosa plant.

He reached out his finger, touched it, and said in a cold voice, "look at yourself."

Su porcelain lowered his head and saw that he was not a pot, but a grass.

She was a little confused.

She still wants to be a money pot spirit, not to become a grass.

And, as soon as the man met her, she was a little shy.

Su porcelain thought, this black dragon, may really be her husband, because sleep at night, he also has to hold himself.

In the past, when those people scrambled for her, they hid them well.

Feng Yi took the restless girl and said in a cold voice, "don't move!"

Su porcelain grabs his clothes and looks at his beautiful eyes: "are you really my husband?"

Feng Yi lip line is tight, Feng Mou sees: "you and I have husband and wife's reality, you say."

Su porcelain couldn't help pursing her lips.

It seems that this cold tempered and proud man is really her husband.

It's just.

She is a money pot, what kind of things can she produce with a black dragon?

Su porcelain was a little curious, so she asked sincerely.

Feng Yi bowed his head and fixed to see: "do you really want to know?"

Su porcelain's curiosity nodded.

She is a studious can baby.

Feng Yi low voice way: "that you come over some."

Su porcelain blinked and moved over.

Slightly up small face, eyes.

Feng Yi Feng Mou is deep: "come over again some."

Su porcelain thinks that this person has some trouble, but she still cleverly leans by.

And then he's in his arms.

Feng Yi bowed his head, and his warm breath poured down: "this hall will tell you."

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the essence of the money pot thinks that the taste of this black dragon is too strange. She is just a pot, and he can handle it.

But she was somehow close to the black dragon.

Especially with his dragon scales.

Narrow your eyes slightly.

Well.

If only he were glittering.

Two days later.

The old gentleman finally drives out the antidote and delivers it.

The first thing that Su porcelain restored its memory was to become a prototype and bury itself.

Feng Yi: "darling, I still want to discuss with you what kind of things can be produced by dragon and grass."

Su porcelain thought.

Throw grass.

And the money jar.

How could she ask such a question.

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