Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Whether in ancient times or in modern times, the fate of Song Sakura seems to have not changed.

She was still abused by Murong Yu like a slave, and she was killed by the death of her in bed, but it did not have any effect.

"Despite your shouting, the louder you shout, the more powerful the king is." Murong Yu's bloodshot eyes burned her wildly, regardless of all the rude possession.

She shouted all night, her lips had dried up, and her mouth was covered with shallow blood.

He was so muddy and sullen, his eyes were empty and empty, as if he were a broken doll and was used excessively.

"Take her down to clean, continue tonight." Murong Yu changed a purple robes, the spirit looked very good, with a feeling of excitement between the eyebrows.

"Back to the prince, a man looks for his wife outside the house." Qingsong slightly frowned: "It should be the husband of the Sakura song last night."

"Oh." Murong Yu responded indifferently, shrugging his shoulders with great disdain: "You know what to do, put it back in the box after you finish it."

"It’s a prince!"

For seven consecutive days, Song Sakura spent the night in Murong Yu’s room. She had a hope of her, and she was completely desperate.

Now he doesn't ask for anything, just want to see the last side of his husband.

"Beauty! You said that the king can satisfy you these days?" Murong Yu’s voice was very enchanting, her right hand gently hooked her chin, and after she escaped, she put her back on her neck.

The feeling of suffocation came in an instant, but she closed her eyes and did not plan to struggle.

Such a day is more painful than death.

She doesn't want to bear it...

"It seems that you want to die?" Murong Yu suddenly let go of his right hand, followed by a cough of song Sakura.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough... Why don't you kill me directly!" Song Sakura tweeted, a pair of eyes filled with hate and looked at him: "Do you not feel ridiculous? You only get My people will never get my heart."

"Hey--" only heard a heavy slap in the air, and Sakura was directly hit on the ground.

Murong Yu was coldly lifted, and the corner of his mouth outlined a mocking smile: "When the king wants your heart to do something, the king can do as long as he is cool."

"you……"

"Of course, this king is the ultimate affection, you have to do something for the king." The election of Prince Edward is just around the corner. I have seen so many singers and dancers in this period. This woman named Song Sakura. It is the most beautiful one.

She needs him, even if it is not a prince, he needs her to be elected and enter the East Palace.

"You dream!" Song Sakura looked at him and said, "Why should I do something for a dog."

"Hey--" is another loud slap.

Murong Yu rubbed his tongue with his tongue: "It's a pity! You can only be killed by a dog in your mouth at night."

Song Sakura has no **** lips trembling: "I curse... curse you for not being able to die in this life."

"I advise you to curse me before you look at your husband." Murong Yu took a look at the head, and Qing Song walked in with a square box.

There was a scent of odor in the air, and the expression of Qingsong did not change at all. Perhaps this kind of thing was done more, and he was numb.

As for Murong Yu, his face is proud of his triumph.