This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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“Huh, good people don't have a target?” Night Xuan morning doesn't shrug cold.

The words of Night Xuan made Yan Taizong feel a little uncomfortable. “He doesn't have time, and I really don't think there's a woman who can match my grandson. ”

Night Xuan just wanted to keep hitting him. Yan Taizong's eyes suddenly shined: “You have experience, or you can introduce him to one, I always think your eyes won't be worse than his! ”

“…” Night Xuan Morning would like to say that I have experience with men. Do you want me to introduce you to your grandchildren?

However, when Yan Taizong said that he had a good eye, he was a little proud of the night and the morning. "That's nature, my eyes are out of reach, no problem, this is on me! ”

The wrinkles on Yan Taizong's face suddenly smiled and blossomed: “OK, that's it, then it will be done, I will thank you very much! ”

Listen to him keep his mouth shut a big brother's, Night Xuan morning only feels brain melon pain.

Yan Zhong and Khan, you two decided to have such a good time? Don't ask me what I mean?

According to that character, I'm afraid...

Yan Taizong was supposed to take these two bottles of old cellar, he wanted to set up the Night Xuan Morning Language, because the boy's mouth was tight and he wouldn't reveal a word.

But who knows that the wine is finished, but the boy is blushing, breathless, like drinking white water.

“Grandpa, you're drunk. Get some rest. ”

Night Xuan drank the last sip and smiled at Yantai Zongdao across the street.

“Pā!”

As soon as Yan Taizong heard this, his eyes glared, and he slapped the table angrily. On his reddish old face, he was disgusted. He had never been afraid of anyone drinking.

“Hiccup ~” burped a liquor burp, Yan Taizong turned to Yan Zhong: “Go and bring my sweetheart up. ”

After that, he glanced at Night Xuan again, “Don't go, wait for me! ”

Night Xuan was going to say goodbye, but as soon as he heard Yan Tai Zongkou's “sweetheart", he blinked and nodded. "Okay. ”

Yan Zhong went on this trip for a little while, but when he came with a clay wine jar, Night Xuan morning understood why, feelings are now dug.

After the mud seal was broken, the intoxicating aroma allowed Night Xuan to suck his nose hard.

This is definitely a rare wine!

Yan Taizong threw the previous glass directly out the window, took out two small bowls and poured out the wine.

“Boy, I've never given my sweetheart a drink to an outsider, and you're blessed today! ”

Pushing the bowl into front of the Night Xuan morning, he said with pride.

Just after saying this, Yan Taizong suddenly changed his face, smiled and laid down the table in front of Night Xuan morning, “You said I had enough fun, should you also say that? ”

That's almost the word "blood jade."

Night Xuan asked the small bowl to put up and tasted what Yan Taizong called “sweetheart” wine.

Half a mile, Night Xuan nodded, expressions satisfied, I'm glad I didn't leave, otherwise something so good would have to be missed.

“Let's have a drink first!” Night Xuan smiled.

Yan Taizong's old eyes shined, oops! It's a play!

So the two people began to push cups together, Yan Taizong said a lot, and they experienced some strange things.

Yan Zhong continued to sweat, because Yan Taizong even said something about an old general, who was 30 years old or somewhere.

That's fine.

But when the president wet his bed when he was a kid, why did you tell him? Didn't you promise not to tell anyone?