Dandere General and his Lord

The next morning, Cheng Qian leaf is practiced in the study.

She did not get in touch with the soft pen calligraphy before leaving, so she often took the time to use the brush, but it is still writing a difference.

The small autumn stretched a paw on the side of her ink, with a little ink with a white nose, which appeared to be a playful cute.

"How is your master I wrote?" Cheng Qianye wrote a paper, and asked while writing.

Xiaoqiu walked over the buddy apricots for a long time, reached out short fingers, pointed to a way: "This painted, curved, like."

"Hey!" She shouted, "my sister, why are you?"

Her sister Biyun rose red face, squatting, giving a thousand hengellaneous a cup of new incense.

Cheng Qian leaf, the tea is laughing and said: "Bi Yun, don't be old, you like her."

Little autumn is only around ten years old, long white and tender, is a simple and lively child.

Cheng Qian leaf has gone through the people's golden fingers, watching people around us or less concealed and deceived, and it is inevitable in the heart.

In this way, if a soul is like her favorite.

Mo Bridge has stepped into the house.

Remaining and charming, treating her sapphire with a heart of Chicheng.

"How is your friend?" Asked Cheng Qianye.

"Dafu said that he passed the most dangerous time."

"Master." Moqiao is born in the knee of Cheng Chi, "Do you not blame me?"

"Dedicable to you?" Cheng Qi leaf lifted a brow and stopped looking at him. "Why do you want you?"

"I……"

"What are you embarrassed?" Cheng Qianye couldn't help but touched his head. "You think you are not qualified to ask me, even if it is your very important friend?"

Moqiao is standing in the middle of the leaf, the owner is like a person who can look at people, and can always be able to break his heart.

"That's okay, you have said this, then I will punish you, you have to fined one."

The ink bridge has been straight, revealing a firm look.

Cheng Qian leaf pulled him, press in his own position, "Penalty You and I copied books, this set of words, let's write half."

The ink bridge was stuffed into a pen, Cheng Chiye's soft palm held his hand back.

"You will not, I teach you to write."

The main bureau is white and handsome, the face, crossing his shoulders, close at hand, exhale.

"Haha, I may write yell."

Moqiao suddenly felt that it was a kind of emotion that could not be clear, like a soft feathered, in his heart, the most critical part of his heart, it was ate, making his body's skin slightly slightly A bit.

He scraped his own slap in his heart.

Before the owner, what are you thinking about?

"Bridge, do you think I am a good main public?" Cheng Chiye held the hand of the ink bridge, letters, and gently open it.

"The master is in my heart, it is the best main king in the world."

Cheng Qianfei knows that he is telling the truth.

She looked at the hands of the two, and the ink traits and the ink traces and slowly said.

"When I am small, the school is interested in the class, oh, it is learning skills. I want to learn Chinese painting, but my mother said to me, the bouncing is very charm, she hopes to hear my character."

"So the owner gave up his interest and moved his wife?"

"Yes, my mother saw that I chose the guzheng, and I was very happy, and I praised me even again."

"I got the mother's praise, but I lost my hobby."

"I have this kind of person, often in order to get the recognition of others, in order to let I don't say that I have a good sentence, I will give up my own insistence."

Cheng Qiandong started his hand, stopped: "I used to be aimed at Zhang Wei, Xiao Wei, and the idea of ​​those who have been reversed, catering them, hoping to get the identity of all of them."

"But now I found me wrong, be a qualified master, and it is not enough."

She looked at Moqiao: "Bridge, although you are a slave, but you can have your own ideas. Have you ever thought about what kind of person?"

"Do you want to serve my side, or want to go to the sand field?"

The eyes of Mo Bridge gradually surged, "I want to be the knife in the hands of the owner. If the owner wants to open up, I will sierseously, if the owner has a sense of morality, I would like to fight the sand field for you. "

Cheng Qian leaf looked at the blue gemstone in front of his eyes, and he held his hand and held his palm: "Ok, then you follow me."

The training ground is secretly waiting for someone, and all the guys, generals, all civilian officials, and the servant, and the servant, all of the servants.

Everyone looked up at the young master who took the top of the stage.

The news of the top day of the banquet is dangerous, and it has long been transmitted inside and outside the army.

I gathered so many people today, I would like to reprimand it.

Some people have ghosts in their hearts, uneasy, some people are proud, waiting to be optimistic. The population gradually got a sound of the lunar.

A group of Cheng Qianhui looked at the crowd, and wrote a picture on the book simple in the hand.

No one saw the books in her hands playing horizontal vertical plaid, and the number of squares arranged in this moment.

Cheng Qian leaf puts down and recruits the ink bridge to the side. Put it. "

At the same time, there was a whispering in his ear.

Moqiao will go before the life.

Not much time, Cheng Qian leaf squatted twenty individuals.

These people are hidden each other, and they have a face.

They are the generals in the army, and some are people who serve the monk.

The only thing is that no matter what image, but at this moment, these people look at themselves, there is no evil.

Cheng Qian leaf sits on the high platform, seeing these people in front of him, Lang said: "Who are you send? What is the purpose of lurking around me? What is wrong? Is there anything?"

"Honestly, Lunol has a life road, driving out of the camp.

More than 20 people, come from nowhere to come.

At the top of the stage, he also draped the voice.

Cheng Qianhui ignored them, refers to the first full body black firing man.

Two Taofans took him from the crowd.

The man is a good job of honest and honest. He shouted in his mouth.

"The last chance, let's talk. Don't say that only death." Cheng Qian leaf coldly.

The man screamed, shouting in the mouth: "The main public, the small man is the old man around you, waiting for you and the lady, there is more than 20 years, and the Su is loyal, this lady deliberately let the small people serve your life. You can't After listening to some people's malicious, I am a little person! "

Cheng Qian leaf hangs the eyelashes, put a hand.

Two Kongwu's powerful tall guards will take the person to the high platform, and the Taiwan will be a scorpion. If you think about how people cry, the hand falls, and a big man is still rolling in the ground.

The whole scene is still quiet.

Cheng Qian leaf looks at the second person.

The man was shaking, and the crowd was dragged by the crowd, and the teeth were fighting.

"Small, small people recover, small people are thousands of people on the side of the first ... Wan Directors arranged in. Playing, inquiring the situation of the main public, pass privately to her privately."

Cheng Qianhui waved: "Record, collect his residence, no big, play twenty military batches, and drive out the camp."

The rest of the people see that there is a three feet of blood, from the transaction generation, it can keep the life, but will start the battle for the battle.

Some of the other vassal countries have spy, some are the nails of the Jung Guoshi family aristocratic to explore the message.

Cheng Qianfei made a corresponding punishment, non-criminal evil, not easy to take human life.

The sergeant in a military was taken, he smashed his head: "Small people recruited, the little man is Li Wenguang sent, lungs in the army. The little man did not have done, seeking the Lord to seek sin. It is ... "

He raised his head and smashed the queue between the generals, "The same treatment of the small people is the general of He Lan Yan."

The crowd suddenly crashed.

He Lan Yu is anger, almost rushing forward. Yu Dunfeng pulled him: "He Lan brother is not impulsive, the main public has a distinguished."

He Lanqi rose red face, the first place: "The Lord is a privilege, this person has a private grievance, he is a private man, the end will be embarrassing."

Cheng Qian leaf is worthy of him, and I don't talk half.

He Lange's heart is fearful, today caught so many spy secrets, the heart is being ignorant, the Lord is not believed, and it is also normal.

I am a family, if I can't afford this, I am driven out of the army.