The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Ouyang Qing is starting to regret putting Ji Yiu in Hou Fu.

I thought he was in Hou Fu, with his heart.

I don't know how to know. The little marquis was so powerful, he almost lost his soul.

If Ji Yu doesn't talk, Ouyang Qing starts humming softly

“Heard you had a cold from the rain a few days ago, repeated illnesses, half a month ago. Not yet? ”

Ji Yu lowered his head and drank tea one by one.

Ouyang Qingqing opened the fan fan and began to remember the past carefully

“How can I remember that you rarely have a fever or catch a cold, and if you do, it'll only take three days to get rid of it? ”

Ji Yiu still won't talk.

Ouyang hates iron and steel

“Are all your far-fetched schemes being used against this young grandfather?

Have you been wondering how you can keep that little grandfather's attention on you all day? ”

Ouyang Qing and Ji Yu have been together for too long.

Although Ji Yu could not be fully understood, there are some things that are well understood.

This man, the reputation of the official venue seems to be in vain to him.

I've always felt very lonely.

I don't really care.

Until this little marquis showed up.

It's kind of like Ouyang Qing seeing the other side of Ji Yao.

It's very poisonous.

Originally, because the officers were mostly weak and weak.

Neha, Ji Yiu is not weak and doesn't have any dust on her body.

At the time, to conceal his whereabouts.

So the doctor prescribed some medicine to Ji Yu.

As long as the dose is taken well and not for long, it will not harm your body.

After taking the medicine, Ji Xiao's face will be pale with a sickness.

Coupled with his silent rhetoric, there was no wind or dust, but it was good to get caught up in the weak wind.

It's just that later, it was supposed to stop.

Instead of stopping the doctor, Ji Yu increased the dose.

It was just before and after Beggar Festival, Ouyang Qing didn't know what he was going to do.

Until a few days later, looking at Ji Yiu is quite different from the past, it can be described in the full face of the spring wind.

And look at the little marquis, the melancholy state between his eyebrows, the kiss marks on his neck, and the look of the barbecue.

Ouyang quickly understood.

This guy pretended to be pathetic and weak, and ate his little grandfather directly.

Since then, Ouyang Qing has had a kind of sympathy for the young master.

Especially every time I looked at Ji Yiu with his head down and didn't talk, the little marquis was beside him.

Ouyang Qing is more sympathetic to the young marquis.

Only later, Ouyang Qing began to hate iron and steel.

Because he found out that the little marquis had totally attracted the attention of Ji Yiu.

I don't even care about Ji Yiu with the big things in the hall.

Just a word from the young grandfather, wherever she takes Ji Yiu, Ji Yiu follows.

Is that all right?

Later, Ouyang Qing discovered that the matter was impenetrable.

This Ji Yu was completely planted in it and had no intention of coming out.

It is not important that his position above the tens of thousands of people has not yet come from the kiss of his little grandfather.

Ouyang is unhappy.

Too bad again.

That's when I heard voices coming.

“Don't be sad, Lord Ke Yu. If the young master sees it, he will be worried about you. ”

A faint, sentimental sound.

“In the autumn of spring, flowers always have to be appreciated, just watched, always felt heartbroken. ”

In front of an unknown flower plant, a man was saddened to see a land of fallen flowers on the ground.