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

And then I heard the sight of the tundra, and it was a slow sentence.

“You and Zhennan King still have a sacred purpose. If you don't marry, you may have to suffer some more. ”

Su Cigarette opening

“He didn't want to marry me either. ”

A moment of silence.

“Unless someone can be found who can replace the South King of the town.

Let His Majesty the Emperor not be angry, but give a message to the people of Jianglan. ”

Su Yan nodded after listening.

I answered.

Mm-hmm.

When you're done, listen to Jing Jing again.

“Seems Her Royal Highness shares the same sentiment as Xian.

I don't know, Your Highness. Can you find a replacement? ”

Then, Su Yan turned his eyes to Xuanjing.

Look straight at him and nod.

“Someone chose. ”

Su Yan stared straight at the scenery.

He seemed surprised.

“O, who is so fortunate to be seen by Her Highness? ”

Su Yan watched him think for a long time.

And then, all of a sudden, you talk.

“My golden pigeon, you don't seem to mean it back to me. ”

When Su Yan said that, he was still holding it in his hand.

“You are giving a gift to Xian. Something to cherish. ”

“But that golden pigeon is a symbol of my identity.

Don't give it to anybody. ”

She's serious.

Jing Jing listened for a moment.

Follow me, Su Yan.

“But I have a lot more here if you like golden jade.

As long as you marry me, it's yours. ”

Jing Jing's eyebrows picked.

The dark eyes looked at Su Smoke and didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Yan waited for his answer.

Think about it. There's nothing wrong with what she should have said.

A long time later, he said something.

“Her Royal Highness is obsessed with the princess. You want me to cover it up for you? ”

Su Smoke nodded

“Kim Yong-guo is the only one who can fight him. ”

Jing Jing held Su Yan's waist in one hand, while the other held the bag there.

Seems to be meditating.

Half a buzz

“A certain person can never make amends. ”

“The palace's dowry is valuable. ”

He listens, smiles.

“This is not what Mr. Xuan said. ”

“Hmm?”

He held Su Smoke with both hands.

A little hard.

Keep your head down. Keep your voice down.

“When the king marries you, he always feels repaid. ”

Su Yan's ears slowed down there for a while.

Little flower, milk.

“Host! He means you don't deserve him!

Hmm!

We're not looking for him.

Another one! ”

Think about it. The South King of the town is fine too.

At least you never say cigarettes don't suit him!

Su Yan was silent for a moment.

Then he returned the phoenix winged golden hammer to his hand.

Follow me. Heads up. Seriously.

“How about this? ”

Jing Jing pinched the golden jade and looked at Su Yan again, slowly following Xu

“Barely. ”

Su Yan is serious

“You promised? ”

“Her Royal Highness brought back the painful harvest.

There seems to be no reason for the king to refuse. ”

His tone has been humble from the past.

Become king.

A princess of another country, a prince of his own.

Well, the doorman is right, Jia Pu Tiancheng.

Xuanjing thinks.

Xiaohua was still angry.

And then listen, the host made a deal with Xuanjing somehow.

A little confused.

Didn't this guy just say the host wasn't good enough for him?

How can you just turn around?

Little Flower didn't figure it out.

But think about it, well, it's a little bit more proactive than that Ouyang Yu.

Who let it know from the start that he's the man?

And look at the host.