Dandere General and his Lord

The people in the Chamber of Deputies are still full of people.

I didn't know the rain outside the house.

"It's raining." Cheng Qianye looked outside the window.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in the dark.

The man whispered a touch of blue light, and it seems that it has been standing in the rain for a long time.

Cheng Qian leaf side pair Yu Dunfeng whisper: "Bridge is outside, you call him in."

Moqiao came in behind Yu Dun, his new black silk was rained, and the wet black hair was close to the cheek, and she left the rain.

He silently reached the thousand leaf body, slightly down, no.

Cheng Qian leaf side looked at his faceless face, and his heart knows what a serious thing must have occurred.

Such despair in small ink hearts.

In view of Li Wenguang and a member of the people, the generals are all in the case.

She quietly stretched her hand from the chair and touched the hands of the ink bridge. The hand was gently pinched. The hand was wet and cold, slightly shaking.

Who bullies him into this.

Cheng Qian leaf feels that he is rising in an anger.

At this moment, Han Quanlin took his horses and hosted the umbrella and shocked from outside the house.

"Haha, the two sages have worked hard." Han Quanlin hits haha, "Thousands of Wan Xu, I have been unfortunate for a time, or I will rest first."

"It is also." Cheng Qian leaf stood up and gave a boxing of Li Wenguang.

"Han Quanlin Road" The sage is a little, the fools have a private thing.

Cheng Qian leaf turned back, and only the ink bridge was still looked at the ground without reacting.

But Cheng Qianye knows that his heart has a strong fear and desperate color.

It turned out that Han Quan Lin, you have a good thing.

Cheng Qian leaf can't hurt the words in my heart.

I always have to be with you this account.

She sat back with my ass: "Han Gong has anything, but also speaks straightforward."

"Oh, the old man has an unfortunate, I want to ask the sage to cut this slave love to me ..."

"Don't sell." Cheng Chi interrupted him.

"You haven't listened to my conditions yet."

"What conditions don't sell." Cheng Qian leaf back, touching the hand of Moqiao, the handless trembling of the hand is not controlled.

Cheng Chi-leaved hardships.

She turned her to look into the ink bridge.

The ink bridge is still unhappy, but that the amount of the amount is blushing, and a pair of lips are tight.

"I want to listen to it, I will reject the old man." Han Quan Lin is unhappy.

"If I give you Qixian, just use it to exchange such a slave?"

The audience came out of a low voice, and Li Wenguang picked his eyebrows and exposed the color of the strange.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but move his body, and he went softly in his mouth: "The Lord."

Morarchi's business map broke away.

Cheng Qian leaf tightly, and didn't let him break free.

"Don't sell it, it's really couldn't. No matter what you can't buy him here."

A single piece of the audience.

One for a slave is going abandoned a city, and another actually disagree.

Han Qilin frowned: "I just as long as his body, if you are afraid that I will be more than one member, I will break his hand and feet, and then give it to me."

Cheng Chi-leaf almost even the perfunctory of the surface is too lazy, she stands up, and the people in the hall arched, and pulling the ink bridge will go outside.

Zhang Wei and Yu Dunfeng have followed it up, and they went to unattended, Zhang Yufang stopped and lived.

He looked at Mo Bridge, saying to Cheng Qian leaf whispered: "The main public, Qixian is really ..."

Cheng Chi looked at Zhang Wei, she understood Zhang Wei's idea, so she was patiently explained: "Zhang brother, I am not talking to you. You look at him. Take a look at this person."

She pointed to Moqiao: "The performance of the bridge in the battlefield didn't see it?"

"Don't say a Qixian, ten, he will take it for me for a day."

Zhang Hao Siye has a moment, and the head is rude: "The language of the main public is very, this is clear that I am short-sighted."

Cheng Qian leaf patted his shoulders and walked forward, "You are the first in the first, I always feel that I am fascinated by the beauty. I don't think so."

Zhang Hao's face is red, and it is called.

Cheng Qian leaf flies, all the way, Moqiao is born behind her silently.

Until entering the room, enter the interior.

Cheng Qianhui turned around and extended his pointed pointed to the ink bridge: "You! Do you let me say what are you?"

This man has long, handsome, three-dimensional five senses, a stroke, and a stunt in the sand field almost no one. Why is it so easy to bully?

"I am not fortunate enough to you, isn't it good? Are you so can't trust me?"

"What did he do for you?" Cheng Qian leaf grabbed his collar and pressed him on the chair.

I like you so, but I am afraid that you are not happy, I don't dare to start with you. How can you let others touch you?

"Say," Cheng Qian leaf picked an eyebrow, "What did he do for you?"

The Mo Bridge was stunned, he touched his mouth.

Cheng Chi looked at the thin lips in front of him. I only felt that my anger is rushing, I haven't passed it yet. I have to kill the old allestation of Han Qilin.

"No," Moqiao has a way, "I didn't let him touch me, don't have it at all."

He said softly: "I never let anyone touch me, if it is the master ..."

After listening to this sentence, Cheng Qian leaf suddenly felt relieved. An anger disappeared in an instant.

She felt some sweat for her inexplicably temper.

What is I am living? Why are I so emotional? Is it broken?

Bridge is a scared person.

She smiled, reached out to touch the head of Mochi.

"I have a temper, I am sorry for the bridge."

Cheng Qianye turned out of the ointment from the drawer and gently applied on the wrist of the ink bridge, slowly.

"You don't say yourself like this, start today, don't look at yourself this way. Don't force yourself to do what you have disgused, no matter who the object is."

She pulled the ink bridge. "You see yourself, you are standing around me now, you are a one like me."

"You don't want to have a day, you can really standby to me."

The ink bridge looked down at this person in front of him. He loured a flame in his chest. He never had a fire, and the fire was bonding his body and mind. Flowers.

"Bridge, I like you very much, you also need you."

"So, can you raise your head and catch up with my footsteps.

He heard that the voice continued.

"There is always one day, in front of the world, the tang is just right and I stand side by side."

"I am waiting for you."

......

Xiaoqiu came in from the gates, and saw a black body came out from the Lord's lying, and the stuns slowly walked a few steps, helping a pillar slowly squatting.

It is a bridge, what happened to him? not comfortable?

The bridge quietly walked a few steps, and the probe peeked.

She saw a drop of water, reflected in the air, falling on the ground before the ink bridge, one drop, so that the ground is wet a small piece.

Oops, the master is really too bad, and the bridge is crying.