Just after that, Meng Sangyu left Bao screaming, dressed in a gorgeous palace costume, facing the cold wind of Cesar and waiting for Zhou Wudi to drive in front of the palace.
When the false emperor arrives, he sees the gown flickering in the cold wind, and looks like a beautiful, moving beauty. The beauty's face appeared a little pale due to the cold air. The narrow phoenix was stained with a few traces of water vapor, and it seemed to me that it was full of tens of thousands of friendships. He stunned, unconsciously lowered his head, and his nervous heart began to beat, not bewitched by beauty, but by the impending scourge of death. Taking this step, he will no longer have a chance of survival.
Chang Xi, who was behind him, pretended to be a cough, was actually warning. He immediately raised his head and pulled out a smiling face and looked towards the German princess.
Another dead face that you don't like but you have to pretend to like! Actually, you can't come! I must thank your ancestors for eight lifetimes! Monsanto Elm bent his knees and prayed, silently slandering.
In her previous life, she was left unattended by her parents since childhood. In order to live better, in order to obtain more care, she learned to observe color and color since childhood. She was very sensitive to people's negative emotions and could spot even minor facial changes immediately. Otherwise, she would not have discovered the emperor's true feelings as soon as she entered the palace.
The false emperor followed Chang Xi's instruction, quickly stepped forward to lift the princess and held each other's slender little hand. These hands are soft and cold, just like they are in the mood at the moment. The fake emperor unwittingly held it slightly tighter and flew faster and loosened it. He took the princess to the palace, and the smile on his face became a little natural.
Is this a joke? Monsanto Elm felt the strength in his hand and glanced at the handsome side face of the man. Even when Zhou Wudi held her hand in the past, the force was never loose. As if it had been measured, she had never lost her mind in bed. Only seeing love as a task had to be accomplished. With the exception of Shen Huiru, his attitude toward all women is the same, and seemingly intimate, he refuses to be a thousand miles away. Occasionally a young and invisible newcomer enters the palace to see a moment of relaxation in his eyes, but this relaxation also disappears with the passage of time and the transformation of the newcomer, and is rarely seen again.
So, it's also a poor man.
The false emperor had taken her to the main palace while Monsanto Elm was thinking. The house where the dragon was burned was very warm, and the warmth on the face immediately fumigated her face, making the false emperor's mind a little relaxed.
The two sat next to Xiaojiao by the soft bed, and Bishui and Nanny Feng often came and went, with tea and pastries.
You can't just say 'love, let's settle down', it's too urgent! The false emperor sipped hot tea and thought about what to do. That's when he heard the dog screaming in the next hall. When he remembered the last time he saw Toshio's pet, his eyes glistened and he realized he had finally found the topic.
“Ephesus, how's your pet doing? ”
“Go back to the Emperor and talk about what? Now you can't move!” Monsanto Elm complained and glanced coldly at Chang Xi.
Chang Xi hurriedly lowered his head.
“Oh? Was it Asahiyao last time? Is he badly hurt?” The false emperor dropped the teacup and asked down as she said.
“Bishui, let Yin Cui bring Po in to show the Emperor!” Monsanto Elm waved. Listening to this slight hoarseness, you can see that Po hasn't stopped since she left. This kid can't stay away from himself for a moment. What can we do? She was clearly complaining, but she was delighted, and she was fascinated by the feeling that she needed to be depended on.
The scream of the puppy was getting closer and closer. He stayed in the palace and saw Meng Muang Elm. He immediately raised his head from the arms of Yin Cui. The hoarseness and awesome scream turned into a humming and delicate sound. The little claw lifted up towards Meng Muang Elm, as if praying for the master's embrace.
On his wet black eyes, Monsanto Elm's heart softened and immediately rose to hold him in his arms, scratching his jaw gently with his index finger.
The whimpering sounds are happier.
“Ephesus, how did he get hurt like this? I had no idea Asahi Yao was so vicious!” Seeing Po's little Christmas cotton padded jacket, Zhou Wudi glanced for a moment, and when Toshio sat down holding Po, he realized that Po had been shaved hair and all the marks on his body. Look at these claws. They're all hooves. And the tail. That's terrible!
Monsanto Elm glanced at him complaining and did not answer. Speak ill of his son with the Emperor unless she is kicked in the head by a donkey.
Zhou Wudi only noticed the fake goods next to him. As soon as the word ’lover' came out, his dark eyeballs shouted at the false emperor. He also wanted to be intolerant, but unfortunately Po's brain capacity was too small, indirectly affecting his personality and mind.
“Does he seem hostile to me?” Fake emperor picks eyebrows. This was the standard action when Zhou Wudi expressed his dissatisfaction, and he imitated 10 percent.
Monsanto Elm tightened his heart and slapped Po's head in haste, prompting him to shut up, then pinched his two foreclaws, as if to worship him, smiled and said, "Where is he saying: Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor! ”