Cheng Qian leaf and Yao Tianxiang join hands to return to the princess government, and a group of beautiful squid clusters will serve.

Two appearances are beautiful, the eyebrows, soft and lightweight, for the complex robe, replacement of comfortable servings.

Liu Green and Chunxin have also followed the water in front and back.

Liu Green proceeds to the ruin of the Crown, spread her hair, ten flexible fingers, skills to massage the scalp, and re-give her a good hair, plug in a light jade.

"Hou Ye's lingerie is so high, I don't feel very comfortable. If the weather is getting warranty, do you need to give the Hou Ye?"

Cheng Qianye is not in, comfortable to sit down on Yao Tianxiang side, took over Chun Xin's hand.

Liu Ye is squatting on her knee, hands holding fists gently.

Chun Xin smiled and asked: "Hou Ye is tired today, you can sing a song, give you and princess."

Cheng Qian leaf read him halfway, suddenly smiled unidentified: "Go."

Then the spring is not makeup, but it is just a face, a clear scorpion, and sang a "Yushu Post Flower".

The voice of the voice is moving, detailed straight into the human heart, and seduce the most instinct desire in the body.

"Yingxian is consclined, the exotime is full. The fashionable face is like a flower, and Yushu flow light after."

Cheng Qian leaf squinted, gently hit the beat, and touched the green head in one hand. Liu Guan lifted the face, the autumn wave in the eyes, full of admiring, shy and staring for thousands of leaves.

The ink bridge is quiet and served after the ruthenium. Looking at Cheng Qian leaf touched the hand of others, he felt inexplicably lifting an qi.

I really want to screw the head.

He was suddenly frightened in his mind.

Are you too arrogant!

The ink bridge has closed his eyes and reprimanded himself in his heart.

The owner is gentle to accompany you a few days, you have forgotten your identity, and dare to produce this big idea.

The owner ... is it, you can think exclusive. You can't even like them ... so serve the owner.

He tightly his fist behind him, almost hit a few slaps.

However, his gaze can't control it in the white hand.

Only him know, how soft, with the hot hot, once in countless times, I took it on his head, take it on his shoulder. Let him scarred the body and mind, gently shift in such a gentle.

The ink bridge is saddened by the heart.

What's wrong with me?

He lowered his head, his hand was deeply tiered in each other.

"What is the adjustment of singing, it is difficult to listen to it." Yao Tianxiang is in a tea bowl, "change a song, sing" case ""

Cheng Qianye laughed up, she took a shot of Liu Ye, "Go, I will take a play with him. Singing to Princess."

Cheng Qianda La's hand on Yao Tianxiang, let her sit near.

Everyone knows that there is an amount of a little or have to say that the exit of each other will open.

Here, I listened to Liu Ye to sing: "I am in the Golden Temple, I am going to ask again before the age of driving. I went to the hungy house with the princess."

"Tianxiang, you don't think it is afraid," Cheng Qian leaf side, smashed Yao Tianxiang's head, "I am afraid that I don't follow bad." I am afraid that my future will float. "

"You now have to ask me, naturally, you can listen to the sky. How do I have a good time." Yao Tianxiang took her, "I got you Jin Guo, I am alone, and how do you get it? Face. "

"Tianxiang, I have said it before, it is really ah. There is not only benefits between people and people ... still feeling," Cheng Qianye took her hand, gently holding, "all kinds of feelings - family , Love and friendship. "

She is looking at Yao Tianxiang's eyes, and she sees the strong woman who is strong, her heart is deeply fear of unknown fate.

"We can't be a husband and wife, but you can be friends."

"Friends of friends, may not be shorter than husband and wife."

"In this era, you dare to hate like you, be brave enough to get rid of the shackles, seeing yourself, really very little. Getting along these days, I want to be your friends, I want to be your friend, please believe me heart."

Yao Tianxiang looked at her and broke her hand, "OK, OK, suddenly meat."

"Who wants to be friends with you, I am just for myself." Her face is not aware of red.

Liu Green, the game of the game: "It is necessary to be a riding, even if it is afraid of punishment."

Yao Tianxiang's eyes crossed the courtyard, saw the big banyan tree in the hospital, a young man with a clear body, he wore the costumes of the servant, and was swept down the leaves.

That is her favorite man of her Yao Tianxiang, but he is just a low status of Mu, which is never possible to match the high height.

Yao Tianxiang remembered the night, this man's sweat drops from the upper body, every time it seems to meet in the last time, take advantage of the whole force, make a low low, and she goes with her to go to a happy abyss.

Whoever wants to look forward to the bad old age, every life is full of moldy days. I have to be this man, even for him, I have to gamble this time.

The sky will be late, the Hua light is at the beginning.

Mo Bridge packed himself and walked to the bedroom of the Thousand leaf.

In the past few days, he slept on the pedal before the owner's bed, he was alert.

In the dark night, he guarded his sleepers alone and became the happiest thing in this danger.

Just arrived at the door, Liu Green and Chunxin stopped him.

"You don't have to use you here, the Master said, let me wait for it tonight."

The ink bridge is sinking, standing.

"Hey, I said that you can't understand the people?" Chun Xin took him up with the disgusting gaze, "the skin is thick, the block is so high, long and ugly, the whole day is thick, the face is sticking to the horse," I don't look at what I'm, and my own tea is not worthy. "

The figure of the black dress, silent standing in the depth of the night.

"Tell you to haven't heard it?" Liu Gong pointed to the chest of the ink bridge with his finger. "I don't know the shamefulness of the next thing, a slave still wants to love the favorite of the horse?"

"Oh!" He suddenly screamed, "hurt, hurt, hurt me! Let go! Let's let go!"

The ink bridge clamps his wrist, and a pair of eyes in the dark expose a fierce light.

"What is this doing?" A gentle voice interrupted them. Cheng Qianhui is so full of time.

The ink bridge is released.

Liu Green flew to Cheng Qian leaf, tears in the eyes, "Mero soft," Master, you see him to do good things, my hands are broken, I will sing tomorrow, I will sing. "

Said that he is pitifully reached out, such as jade's general blossoms, the top of five blue-violet handprints.

"Oh, you are swollen, it is really hot." Cheng Qian leaf held his wrist and gently blowing.

Liu Green is proud of the darkness of the ink bridge, and the ink bridge is in hand, and it is silent to go down.

"Go find a doctor." Cheng Qian leaf put down the hand of Liu Green, "Every night, go back to rest early."

Subsequently, she walked to the Mo Bridge in the eyes of Liu Green and Chunxin, reached out and touched the low head, pulled up his hand to the house.

In front of the door, Cheng Qian leaf turned back to the two people who were unwillingly: "I will teach him for a while, don't be angry, go back."

That night,

In front of Wei Henggong,

A princess is standing with a grievance.

"You said that he only used the slave as a petty pet? Can you determine?"

The lady's fork hand: "When I go back to the right, I am really ridiculous, some people see him to take the slave and cry, fell from the house. Poor."

Yao Yu smiled: "So talents, but don't know how to cherish, just take it as a good thing to make fun of the bed. It seems that Jin Yue Hou is just a greedy good color, chest is not big, not afraid and also."

He thought about it, add a sentence: "Liu Green and Chun Xin still have not near him?"

"Jin Yue Hou is very fond of two sons, but the slavery bridge has a resort, and the Hou Ye can be wrapped around the night." The lady hesitatedly, "it is the princess The night of the big joy, Hou Ye came out and he was still in another room. He also called two water. From time to time, it came out of time, and it was unbearable. "

"Is there a husband and wife?"

"This is not, the martial arts and princess feelings are harmonious, and the young two is still on the afternoon. When you are in the room, you only have the door. Just seem to have a tacit understanding, all do not interfere."

Yao Wei nodded: "Tianxiang's temper, no one is being able to have a good, it is a pro, is she still tail with that Maf?"

The lady has a head.

"The princess of the Hall, how many talents like her, just pick a lover, I will choose a low-lying Mater, I have lost my face." Yao Wei frowned, "After a few days, find a few days Opportunity, handle the Mu, save the born branches. "

At this moment, in the bedroom, candle to find the lamp, and the month.

The ink bridge is holding the sword, lying on the foot before the bed, sleeps.

Cheng Qian leaf is on the edge of the bed, and the half of the blue silk is falling in the bed.

Her cham pillows on the arm, clear eyes look at the ink bridge under the dark.

"Do you really don't sleep? Will you sleep there?"

"There is a bedding and pillow gave it, it is already very comfortable, there is no discomfort."

Fortunately, in the dark night, ink bridge, I don't have to be afraid of being seen by the owner.

"Bridge, you are ready. Today, I have already discussed good details, and we will go."

"Princess and me?"

"Yes, Tianxiang and us will go. She has sent a letter to my secrets, General He Lan and Xiao Shi, will take the water army, to the border to take us."

"I will fight my life, and it is certainly escort the owner and the princess to the country."

Cheng Chihui hangs an arm to touch the hair of the Moon Bridge. "Don't die, we must go back. Well?"

The night is getting stronger, the owner's hand has no touch on his head, gradually still not moved.

The ink bridge stared in the moonlight, the half of the half-Ying Ying, the half of the bed. He carefully wedd the hanging arm and gently went back to bed.

The black silk is scattered, and it is itching, and his face is straight to his heart.

After a long time, he lifted a stiff arm and gently twisted a green silk, and the ghost kissed his mouth.

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