Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

Mu Yingrui felt his cautious liver, like a feather had been gently swept, after a short period of crispness, it went soft, even the pain on his buttocks was alleviated a lot.

What did you say? “Peony dies under flowers and ghosts are a breeze." It would be perfect for Mu Weiwei.

This little beauty was sad for herself. She couldn't care less about the pain in her ass. She reached out one finger and lifted up the water to grieve for her sophisticated tipped chin. Her voice softly asked: “Is it for Grandpa's tears? ”

The water grieved, frightened by the watery implicit belt, with mild grief, with heartache. It was precisely Daiyu's emotional expression. He stared deeply at Mu Yiyi, tearing a little, and gasped slightly: “It's all weird that sadness is not good, why meet the master? If it wasn't for sadness, Madame wouldn't blame you, and the old man wouldn't blame you. Master, poor boy... Poor boy's heart hurts! Why was it the master who was beaten, not the poor boy? Poor boy wishes... May these ten boards strike the poor child, and do not let the master suffer so... Um... ”

After that, mourning and crying fell in front of Mu Weiwei, his body trembled like a fallen leaf in a great wind.

When Mu Yingrui listened, he was like a hairy young man who had first fallen in love with the river, excitedly ecstatic, and then a heart turned into a spring water.

Such a petite, flowery little woman was so sad to care for herself, which greatly satisfied Mu Weiwei's vanity.

Pull the water pity in front of yourself, a wet kiss, almost wipe the gun off the fire.

But Mu Yingwei knew better or worse. The buttocks are badly wounded. If they don't heal, they'll leave a problem.

To think of it, Mu Weiyi pulled her tongue out of the pitiful sandalwood mouth and gently scraped her pretty little nose with her fingers, laughing downhill: “Little fairy! Almost ripped out Grandpa's soul. I really want you now. Give Grandpa good health, wait for him to get hurt, Grandpa loves you so much. ”

Colored Embryo! This tone is no different from the guests of Chulu Hall. How can men be so virtuous? How can there be a man like Major General Mu who is as steady as the shore and can be entrusted with life?

I was disappointed in the water pity, but I couldn't see the slightest loss of emotion. Pretending to be ashamed to turn around and go away, Mu Yiyi grabbed his little hand dead: “Baby is about to become the love concubine of Grandpa, why are you still shy? ”

Water pity is also in "Chulu Hall", after the position, of course know how to pinch the man. When the next one broke free, he whispered and whispered, "Grandpa's broken! I knew bullying people. ”

“Is that bullying? When Grandpa's wounds are better, see how Grandpa bullies you and promises to keep you out of bed for three days and three nights.” Mu Yingwei spoke more and more nasty, pulled the water sad, fascinated and touched, and chewed, the whole colored ghost.

Watermelancholy refusal to greet him, wanting to capture him, and coming to Mu Weiwei's private meeting every evening, only the three souls of Mu Weiwei gou are known.

The next day, August 16, the emperors began feasting in the upper echelons of society. The invitation received by the Grand General's Palace was stacked in a pile, the first being Yongnan Hou Palace.

Since neither wife could go to the big house, General Mu and Mr. and Mrs. Mu Yingyi only took the purple ghost to the banquet.

Purple Ghost looked in the mirror and revealed his deep and beautiful face, revealing an evil smile.

The male lead is on his way, demon. Oh, dear, give some encouragement.