Mei Gongqing

Like the Qilong of the Langwang family of Xianxian, in front of all the people in this court, this hugs a messy, unclean Taoist aunt, so intimate, so unscrupulous!

Her eyes were stunned, the Nine Princesses took the lead in reacting, she rushed up, held the car and shouted uncontrollably: “Qilong -” After a scream, she forced herself to calm down. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked gently at Wang Hong with pain. After two lines of tears slowly shed her sophisticated and noble face, the Nine Princesses' eyes were soft and her tone disappointed and said: “Qilong, this woman, she is a Tao Aunt who was sealed by Her Majesty... Is this more than ridiculous? Everyone will be disappointed in you. ”

The tone of voice was long and all was pure consolation.

Wang Hong's gaze turned to her.

Tears flooded, a gentle and painful look at the nine princesses, Wang Hongshao smiled.

His temperament is so exquisite, so smiling, the whole person is still as relaxed and indulgent as the ancient snow mountains, such as the falling fairies in the sky.

Red-lipped slightly, Wang Hongwen smiled softly: “Thank you Princess Jiu.” Speaking of these five words, he turned to Chen Yong.

He looked at her in an unusual way, without deliberate tenderness or intimacy. But by this time, the Nine Princesses can no longer fail to acknowledge... His eyes make all the women who admire him feel despair. It's so focused! This is a kind of focus that neither the woman nor Wang Hong himself has ever cared about. It is one person, unconsciously, who hung the other heart and engraved the focus after the soul!

Wang Hong thanked the nine princesses and called softly to the master: “If you want to come, you can go. ”

The master answered, just about to whip, and the teenage girls rushed up and surrounded the carriage again.

They surrounded the carriage with tears in her eyes. She looked at Wang Hong and said: “I don't believe it, but I don't believe it. ”

She clasped her lips and said, "Qilong, how could this woman? ”

She turned her head to Chan Yong and stared at her with resentment. “How can you, you woman? ”

She kept screaming twice before waking up Chen Rong.

Chen Rong blinked and shook his chaotic brain. In the girl's third drinking and questioning, Chen Rong raised his eyebrow peak and looked up at Wang Hong.

What she saw was gentle and drowning, but underneath, her eyes were too calm Wang Hong.

He looked at her and smiled with a smile on his face, his mouth flashing, low.

The girl jumped up and she held the car and screamed, “You haven't answered me yet. You woman, how can you? ”

Ho De Ho?

This time, Chen Yong listened.

She slowly turned back.

To the angry girl who had to get her answer, to the people who were staring at her behind her, to the nine princesses who could not hide their grudges in the grief of the previous face. Chen Yong set his mind to God, and the ghost replied: "Me? I'm impotent. ”

Just as the girl couldn't help but wander off, Chen Yong seemed to wake up. She smiled at the crowd and gently said: “I just happened to get into his eyes out of the tens of millions of people. It happened to be his robbery.” It should be said that he was her robber. Even for two generations, she could not escape this affair.

In the gloom of the women, Chen Rong smiled elegantly, very calm, very soothingly said: “If it is a robbery, it is the fate of the previous life... This has nothing to do with identity, nor with virtue. ”

The women are still staring at Chen, but at this time, they don't know what to say or do.

Chen Yong retracted his gaze and smiled at Wang Hongyan. She lay on him and took out his usual violin from the car wall behind him.

With a wave of vegetarian hands, the gorgeous sound of a lonely violin leaked between your fingers like running water.

Chen Rong lowered her head, let her hair hang forehead, the music was floating, she sang in a clear voice: "Yang Liuhua, Yang Liuhua, floating scattered who house? Ben is in the wind, admire the cold plum smile Chunhua! Ben was a stone in the snow. Why did you let me meet him? ”

At the end of the song, Chen Rong took down the ancient qin that had passed on for thousands of years, and lifted it up like this, and fell towards the carriage with no concern!

“Bang," the jade of the harp broke! An irreparable large crack emerged.

In everyone's gaze, Chen Yongsu lifted her hand gently. She brushed her hair and raised her voice slightly. She smiled at the Nine Princesses: “If the Princess sees His Majesty, it is important to state that he lost his soul and system because I seduced Qilong. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Rong shouted at the wizard who had been stared at by this string of changes: “Go away. ”

The wizard, responding, waved the horse, crossed the nine princesses and the people, and gradually left.

Until they got far, it was quiet back there.

Until the carriage drove away, until the sound of breathing around, the human voice, like across the river mountain. Wang Hong was mute and the sound of bitter laughter only gently came from him. "Why is Ayung bitter? ”

Chen Yong didn't turn around. She just lowered her head and couldn't move.

Wang Hong looked at her like this, unconsciously, her heart was a little sour, and she was also a little happy. He slowly leaned over and slowly extended his arms, slowly regaining her in his arms.

Chen Yong didn't struggle.

She was stiff and immobilized and embroiled by him.

Wang Hong lowered his head and looked at the beautiful face of the spring flower in his arms. For a long time, he lowered his head and said: "Ahrong, I'm just...” He sighed and muttered: “I just can't let go of you. ”

His voice fell and Chan, lying in his arms, swallowed uncomfortably. At first, she just cried, but so began, the tears couldn't stop.

She buried herself in his arms, sobbing and shrugging her shoulders.

Wang Hong held her, lowered his head, printed a kiss between her hair and muttered: “Sir, don't cry... You know what, I'm gonna be heartbroken. ”

This time, his voice dropped and Chen Yong's little hand punched him, punching him in the chest! And then another punch!

Again and again, fists fall like rain. Chen Yong was used to martial arts, and with hate, the fist fist was powerful and hit the meat.

Wang Hongqiang endured the pain and kissed her again and again on the top of her hair. He gently said: "Sir, my Lord... Don't cry, you're hurting yourself. ”

The sound, gentle to the extreme, that lukewarm, dumb thread, through the sand, in gentle terms, is really depressing.

But Chen Yong heard it, but hated it even more!

She bit her lip and punched him in the chest. After causing Wang Hong to hurt his face, his muscles were all twisted.

Chen Rong swallowed and complained: "Just because you didn't want to let go, you gave me the sermon in public and forced His Majesty to accept it? If you hadn't pushed me to the edge of the wind like this, wouldn't I have been quiet as a Taoist aunt? I had a way, I had a few ways... It's all you. It's all you, Chiro. Why do you hate me so much? You pushed me to the center of the waves, to make all the privileges aware of my existence, to make me have to bear the snooping of those people! ”

She hates it! Hate! That time, she shouldn't have gone, but in her subconscious mind, she was still following the rituals of the world. More importantly, she was lucky to have survived, and she thought that the boat had come to pass and that she might be able to get more shelter after seeing them... She misjudged Wang Hong.

Now Chen Rong knows, that time, even if she doesn't go to Wang Hong, Wang Hong will give her such a sermon, and let everyone else know that she is the beauty that Wang Hong likes and has a great place in his heart.

At this time, Chen's face, unable to restrain herself, blocked her sleeves, blocked the uncontrollable whimpers and tears.

Wang Hong saw, hurried to hold her in his arms, hugged her heavily in his arms. He gently pulled off the wide sleeve she had blocked in her little mouth. He pressed her little face into his own chest.

Chen Jungzhen hated it so much, and a few punches swung away. “Now you must be unhappy that His Majesty is following me. You, you obviously have many ways to solve His Majesty's difficulties. Why choose this one? This time, you pushed me all the way to the tip of the wave! Yeah, the world may accuse you of being ridiculous, but what about your people? Where are your worshippers? They're gonna think I'm gonna ruin your witch, and they're gonna find a way to get rid of me. And under these inescapable death threats, besides being attached to you, besides being close to you, what can I do besides please you? What else can I do for a homeless, helpless woman? You, you throw me in the rolling waves again and again, and you use the rope to rescue me, and you throw me out, and you rescue me... You're so hateful! ”

Chen Yong is also a smart person. She has a strong desire to control her life for two generations. And that's why she hates all kinds of persecution from her beloved... But he is her Qilong, and love cannot be abandoned!

He swallowed, spitting words word for word, and Chen Yong still punched him in the chest.

I don't know how long it lashed, Wang Hong gently held her hand.

He lowered his head and softened his breath towards the little fist, gently saying: "Ayung, this hand is broken. Let's change hands. ”

Chen Yong whimpered uncompressively.

Almost suddenly, she reached for his neck and pounded forward, biting him hard.

Originally, she was going to bite his carotid artery, and for a moment, she wanted to bite him completely, and she wanted to go to Yellow Springs with this man.

However, just as she jumped on it, the moment it touched his warm skin, she naturally slipped away and naturally avoided the neck and bit him on the shoulder.

He bit heavily on his shoulder and Chen Zheng tore it with his teeth. After tearing open a bloody mouth, her teeth contained that wound and pulled it again, sprinkling it, turning her eyes, the ‘nourishing' flesh splitting, turning her eyes, the wound was raw and sprinkled by her teeth by three points.

And at this point, she's still biting that wound, tearing, pulling, grinding!

The blood runs like an injection and turns his eyes to stain the white clothes on his chest.

As the blood drifted down, Wang Hong's low grunt came from time to time. This mumbling sound was made by a man who endured intense pain and endured it.

Listen, Chan Yong stopped biting.

Listen, she slowly removed her bloody mouth and looked up at Wang Hong.

She paired up with Wang Hong looking at her. At this moment, Wang Hongming's eyes were filled with grievances. Even on his lower lip, there were marks that he bit himself out when he endured intense pain.

Wang Hong's eyes were clear and clear. He was grieving. Poor, he looked at Chen Yong helplessly. When he saw her looking at him, he grinned. He said weakly: “Is Ayung teething? Why don't you bite it this way?” He said, sending his right shoulder to Chan's lips. It's just that when the shoulder was delivered, he seemed to pull the wound, make a strong and painful grunt, and the motion stalled.

Chen Yong stared at him and shouted with hatred: "Don't do this, it's just so painful!” Isn't it painful that she hasn't experienced it? Compared to the pain of the mind, it is so insignificant!

That said, she can't bite anymore.

Pushing him away with hatred, Chen Jung turned his head. She turned her back to Wang Hong and continued to cry.

Slowly, the choking stopped.

His sleeves covered his face and Chen Junglan muttered: “I hate you! ”

The sound cut off the iron, bite the teeth!

Wang Hong embraced her again and held her hair in his chin. He whispered softly, “I know. ”

Chen Yong closed his eyes and the tears came down again, "I want to kill you. ”

Wang Hong bowed his head and stamped a kiss between her eyebrows, licking the tears in her eyes gently. “I know. ”

Chen Yong snapped and muttered: “There are so many women in the world... The first time I used you, you've had enough revenge, you've got everything you want, you've got it. Qilong, as you can, just wave your hand and give me a stillness. Why won't you? ”

Wang Hong slowly pulled her over. He bowed his head and he had her bloody lips. After sucking all his blood on her lips into her stomach, he said gently, smiling, in a shadow: "That's because, I care about Ayung, how can Ayung throw away her sleeves after eating and wiping dry? How can you rush into the army without my permission? How can you stain your blood like that, smile at me in the sunset, make me dream back at midnight, wake up again and again? How can you refuse me a thousand miles away with a crown hat on your own initiative when you come with me to Jiankang? ”

He smiled, looking at her indefinitely, and slowly, he kissed her between her eyebrows and lowered his smile: “Ching Ching, you have offended me and you want to escape... There's no such thing as cheap in the world! ”

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