Fall In Love With A Substitute

Thin golden printed between two micro-enabled lips.

The beautiful man Tan is lighter, and the golden is nearly soft to the water.

A fascinating in the brain.

She seems to be smoked by the slimming temperature in the room, and I don't understand how this is something.

Feng Moon ... What is this doing?

Her hoist is made, the warmth of the lips, the lipstick is slight, and the golden marty is not falling into the quarter, but instead is contaminated with two color lip.

Song Yizhen made his arm and pushed the boiled soon.

She has a lot of movements, and the butterfly wing raise will sweep the table jewelry, and ten pieces of gold ornaments are smashed to the ground, a noisy.

"The princess is okay?" Immediately came to the inquiry of Fang Ruo aunt.

"Nothing." Song Yu was asthma, and he was too much.

The lips came to the foreign body, she reached out, the original golden, stained with crimson lip, a golden red.

Song Yizhen is slightly slight, she is smashed, picking this thing, put it on the table.

She carefully took a compromise, gently bothers, and looked up at the mountain.

She also thought that she had a tacit understanding of the parties that he left the moon, but he didn't expect to go out.

Song Yutu is reasonable. It is necessary to open an example. If you see the gold and silver on the eye, look to yourself, the scorpion takes the micro-light, and the lips are light:

"None, what is this shy?"

Her voice is like complaining, but more is a helpless favor, it seems that "it is really not able to take you no way", very relatives.

"..."

Song Yan is hard to pick up.

She originally wants to ask, what misunderstandings are there, but they still say that she is just a time, but it seems that there is no need to ask an export.

The Song Xiang's sun pockets a stuffy pain, and it seems that the body also perceives more difficult to handle, and a sorrow is issued.

But it is more difficult to solve, Song Yu Lips, whispered:

"Month, we are alliance."

"Well?" Feng Yue should have a sound, but then she seems to be reacted, the smile of the lips gradually eliminates, and the light is as ink.

"We are alliances, I am Song Yu, not Song Yu." Song Yan stressed again.

She is straight, she is short, and her gentle tea pupil, at this time, there is only a smooth calm:

"And you are my brother, is the prince of Da Li."

The smile on the blindfred face disappeared, and the mandibular line was tight.

Song Dynasty suddenly, the last said:

"Our relationship is not ... is not a husband and wife, but the alliance."

The temple is falling into death.

The four drinks outside the door is worried about what is in the temple, and the owner of the ear is oriented.

I can hear some speaking sounds at the beginning, when it is, when it is.

As if the whole hall is empty, there is no hint of fire.

Inside the temple.

The blank of the moon is not ripple, as if the night is smashed, more and more deep.

A little fragile in her eyes, soon he was hidden at the bottom, only to lit up, it seems to sweep the sky.

She is tight, looking to the Song Dynasty.

The Song Yizhen is slim, as if the wind blows, it will be thin and thin.

But she is so weak, and the wings are fluttering, so that she has set off such a huge waves.

She seals her months for a long time, and the eyes fell to her fairy, and stopped, and quickly removed.

She looked straight to the eyes of the Song Dynasty, the needle tip of the tip, the jaw is lifted, and it is not willing to show weakness:

"Rule method rules, the princess remembers very reliable."

"Don't dare." Song Yan said, slightly.

The opening of her is close to her, and it is the jewelry that she is worn by her.

Fengyue stopped, I was unwilling, I know that I have to defend, but I still have to ask:

"The princess has no intention, why is it for me everywhere, carefully?"

The look of the Song Yizhen is difficult to describe, like she can't understand in the quiet chewing sentence, and like recalling.

She quickly gathered, but she was caught by the moon.

If there is a feeling of the moon, there is a flash of light, and she said:

"You have never been in my heart, isn't it?"

Song Yu :

"You I am helping each other, but I don't know how to misunderstand your moon, I've been my fault."

Help each other.

Surrounded by the rigid throat, this is the case.

She hooked laugh, but she didn't know who it was.

I don't know if the Song Dynasty, "It's my fault," I ridiculous, or her own wish, it is more ridiculous.

"It is not bothered."

It is straight to the ridge of the moon, and the sound is slowly slow, and the most suitable aristocracy is meticulous.

When only turn left, the arm is striking, and the green sleeve is like a cloud.

The temple door opened, the outside of the outside came in, and scattered his daughter.

The snow is getting out, and the skirt will soon disappear before Zhu Hongmen.

After she left, the temple was vacant, and the fragrance was burned.

Song Yun saw four times, the healing is hurt, she sat down, in the middle of the mind:

"09, Feng Moon, is it bent?"

This "also" is extremely exciting, 09 can't refute.

According to the information collected, it did not have the nature of the moon. It was not married after the moon is not married, and there is no mention of people, so ... "

"I know." Song Yan sighed.

When she read the information, I only felt that the Moon is a woman who is a serious heart. It is different from the usual woman, love loves, delays her to play Jiangshan, which is the result.

I want to come, perhaps her initiative makes it a mistake.

09 Small channel: "Don't blame the host, Feng Yue's performance, it is not like the homes like the host, I am scared."

After a while, Song Yan said:

"No matter what to say, I should pay attention to it."

"Moreover, each personality is different, and the way to express emotions is different, and you can't see it." She warmth.

09 seems to be nodded in a nod.

Fang Ruo aunt came in, see something, and jumped: "How is it overturned?"

"Oh, spending is not available, let the internal government will send it to the box."

Said, she stains in the Song Yin face: "When Fang Tai Taizi left, the look is slightly unpleasant, but it has been with the princess?"

Fang Ruo aunt is a human essence in the palace. It can take a look at it, but Song Yizhen has no intention to say, only said:

"Not a big thing, my aunt is more worry."

Speaking of flowers, Song Yu thinks that the piece of flower, if you let Fang Ruoyu, you can't guess something.

When the aunt, the aunt came to the side, and after it was born, she placed the table, Song Yan immediately went to see.

But see that the empty is empty, and there is no trace of flowers.

Song Yunran.

The month is idle to the East Palace.

Two drinks from her, naturally spotted the master came out from the Mingshou Palace, it was condensed.

The moon is full of trend, especially when it is stretched with a cold beauty.

It is a drinking snow that is usually smiled and loves. At this time, I don't dare to rest again, and I drink ice and seave to wait after the snow.

Drinking snow is thinking about how to make the master is happy, listen to the month.

"What can I have in the near future?"

This is to ask the drinking ice.

I don't think about it carefully, said:

"Recently, there is no marriage, but it is a few days before Jiangnan.

"The master went out, and he advocated a private, hanging, and the famous family of the family, and the armored generals came out, and I went to the hospital for these two days."

Fengyu is laminated: "It sounds some meaning, the hills want to go."

If you drink and snow, you can say it, you don't think it is interesting at all.

More thinking more: "Prince can know if you want to go to the palace?"

The snacks in the mouth of the moon were slammed to the table, she smiled and laughed:

"Our palace is the palace, she needs her to be willing?"

She whispered man language, but the two drinks in front of him was invisible to the moment of the immersed momentum.

"Prepare."

"Yes." I ice is not hesitant.

It may be that other postures are going to go to the palace, but what is the identity of the moon, who dares to stop her?

But before the steps, Feng Yue returned to the East Palace, there is a consciousness in the heart, let her don't consciously.

"Life, told people to meet the Eastern Palace, the Prince must stay in the East Palace, if there is an accident, immediately talk to the Palace."

"Yes." Drinking, preparing to notify the Chinese people.

"There is also a good temple." Feng Yue is a shortest, Song Yizhen is still very embarrassed, and it is usually active in these places. "Ming Shou Palace is also."

She will also go to Mingshou Palace to do princess dress, can't miss it.

In short, even if she is not there, the whereabouts of Song Yan should know.

She always feels that she can't see her at her eyes.

It is too weak, which is too weak.

When I found that I thought half of the person, I left the month and I didn't want her to think about her.

When Song Yan came back from the midway, he listened to the snow to see the nose and nose.

"The Prince has returned to the generals, and it is not fixed."

Xu Jing is next to the cavity: "The prince is in anger, the slaves can't stop, hey."

Is it going back to the general?

09 Fourta: "Feng Yue is ... Is it back to another?"

"..."

Song Yan, I didn't know how to answer 09 for a while.

She only felt a headache as a fission, the eyelids were heavy, one did not pay attention, the eyelids fell, and the body followed down.

"Prince -"

The world is dim.

Song Yizhen knows that he dizes the past.

This is halo for three days, she is used to it, but the first time, she did a dream after fainting.

There is a very familiar thing in the dream, and the face for a long time, the red brown pupil is extremely beautiful, wearing white shirt suit, skin is white to illuminate.

She is sitting away from her own one or two meters, looking at themselves, don't talk, it seems to be in the gap.

Song Yan looked at her for a long time, when he said, he found that he had already exposed it.

Her voice is very light, I am afraid of blowing this person:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, egrets."

But Lin is very fierce, accusing her:

"you do not miss me."

Song Yu shake his head and didn't talk.

No.

Lin Yangluo glanced: "You are back to find new joy."

New love?

Song Yunxiao is not: "What is new?"

"look by youself."

Song Yan helplessly, followed by, seeing the figure of the moon to appear in a pure white dream.

In front of her, the left front is a shirt suit wood shadow, and the right front is a Jinxiu sweater skirt.

"..."

This is really dreaming, Song Yu, or a nightmare level.

Feng Yue Look to the forest honestly, cold channel:

"It turns out that you ... is for this woman."

"..."

Lin Yellowon glared at Song:

"Your heartbeat is two halves? Different people in love?"

"I--"

"She is not." Feng Yue was broken and said.

Song Zhang Zhang opened his mouth and read it.

Under her eyes, Feng Yue licked the long sleeve and screamed a smoke.

She is calm, but in this dream, Song Yu is easy to feel, and the inner heart is superb look:

"Song Yu doesn't like me."

Lin Yualon is more angry, after the squat, the pilol, the tail, take a piece of small cloud:

"Song, you don't like her!"

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