Winning the Male Lead

When the emperor came out, Zheng Heng was thrilling, but he didn't dare to refute. The Hui Hei, which is still smile, and I don't worry about my disciples.

"Come, drag down, choose Ji-Riqi!" The emperor gasped in Zheng Heng's appearance, and Zheng He helped the emperor. He looked at the lucky eyes. Back appearance looks constantly.

Lotte and Zheng Yuanfeng were pulled by a row of royal demon banned, and the two were closed together.

Zheng Yuanfeng is calm, because this is in his plan, it is a lottery, and the low eyebrows are slightly moving, standing on an idea, and a very calm look.

Zheng Yuanfeng leaned against the two-handed arm, the arm, leisurely: "Is the holy ?"

The lips of the music stopped, a positive way: "Pray for the emperor."

"I didn't listen wrong?" Zheng Yuanfeng's face ridicule, "he can say that you want to sacrifice you."

Lotte: Death method is not environmentally friendly, bad review.

Lotte calm: "Jun wants to die."

Zheng Yuanfeng ridiculously: "So I laughed with the holy singer?"

Lotte: "I can die, I can't."

Zheng Yuanfeng lived, the frosty look was stiff, and the eyes were deeply sinking: "Is the holy ?"

"How will it think so?" Lotte calm face reveals an anxiety, "I have no such thing."

"Oh?" Zheng Yuanfeng turned to Lotte, and his eyes were opposed to the movie. The eyes were all cold. "The holy bite I don't put it, what is it?"

Lotte is granular: "Nature is hope to degree, let the resentment in the hearts of the temple."

Zheng Yuanfeng: "Why is it me?"

Lotte: "I have a championship with the temple."

Zheng Yuanfeng's look slightly, migraine: "I thought you were deeper with the fate of the Prince."

Lotte did not deny it, "" There is also an edge with the prince. "

Zheng Yuanfeng turned his face, his face was sinking, cold and cold: "Wall grass."

Lotte: ......

Both people are falling in a dead but they are not panicked. Let's know that Zheng Yuanfeng is the final winner, which is not losing to him, I don't know what medicine sold in his gourd, to give yourself a sacrifice.

After standing for a while, the music is tired, and it is simply squatting down the wall. It is ready to let the system put the yellow film.

Zheng Yuanfeng saw him sitting down, just want him to say two words, but saw that the snow white muffu has been bloody, he frowned, directly opened the best of Lotte, and saw a lot of blood in his trousers. Zheng Yuanfeng angry: "If you are injured, why?"

Lotte doesn't understand: "I heard that there is an accident under the temple ..."

"What do you do with you?" Zheng Yuanfeng slammed the robes in his hand, and the warm and cold, "I hate like you like this, say that people who want to save me!"

The color of the eye ignited the flame, exposed it mad nature, Lotte low talented the Buddha number, whispered: "Sorry."

Zheng Yuanfeng is angry on the side, "What do you say?"

Light said soft: "This world is not good, I apologize to the Hall of this world."

Zheng Yuanfei thought that no matter what he said, he would not feel anything, but he was in the heart of the heart and soft and uncomfortable. How many people were blamed in the banquet of the banquet, and the fullness planned in his mind. One day, he would like all the people who are dead, but he never wants to apologize.

What is the use of apologies? Can you make up for the harm he is?

Zheng Yuanfeng has been thinking so, until the lottery said to him - "Sorry".

Zheng Yuanfeng turned his face and felt unbelievable for this moment.

"His Royal Highness," Lotte is sitting behind him, and the light will continue. "The emperor is just a time, you are his own flesh, he should not stay like you, the prince is piety, will stop the emperor from making this big mistake."

"Pure filial piety?" Zheng Yuanfeng turned against him, cold and cold, "So trying to use someone else's mother to change his mother's life?"

When I move in my heart, I know that Zheng Yuanfeng is going to open the road of male, so I don't speak patiently, which knows him waiting for a long time, and did not wait until Zheng Yuanfeng's follow-up.

After Zheng Yuanfeng calm, he took the face directly, and the music is: "Take your pants."

Lotte: "Ah?"

Zheng Yuanfeng said with him, raising his hand and went to the pants of the sky, the music is not moving, Zheng Yuanfeng hurts him, and the lips ridicule: "Silly Doss."

Lotte: You will say it again, will I physically physically? !

System: ... It seems that it is not that?

Zheng Yuanfeng faded the long pants of Lotte, and the fire on both sides of the banned, "skin trauma, should not be inhane," I looked up again, "why is the holy? I heard that it is just kneeling? Just a day, please. "

Lotte is low.

Zheng Yuanfeng saw him blush, nor did he say him, taking his pants for him, raising his hand and touched his bald head, Lotte like a lights like a light, and Zheng Yuanfeng blindly glanced at him, suddenly To his ear, the very small voice: "Waiting for me to go out is Zheng Heng's death."

There are many guards in prison, as long as the music is big, it will lead to guard. Zheng Yuanfeng is not to say, one is that the music is said, and the guard will not reason, and the second is that he wants to try the bottom line of the day.

He and the prince and this little monk is shallowed.

Look at the eyes, I looked at the outside of Zheng Yuanfeng, and the lotus fragrance came up. Zheng Yuanfeng's consciousness closed his eyes, and the sound of Lights in the ear came. Very anxious, "Please think twice, the flesh will be condemned."

Zheng Yuanfeng picked up the eyebrows, not only not afraid, I still miss, "I am not afraid of contend, there is a holy ?"

Lotte continues in Zheng Yuanfeng's ear: "That is two things."

Zheng Yuanfeng: "Oh? That Sheng Cheng Tian said me, how is it?"

Lotte: "Nature is the resentment in the heart of the temple."

Zheng Yuanfeng said light: "They are all dead, I haven't been nature in my heart."

How can I say that the hand of the lips is not passed, and I have to pull the distance. The wrist suddenly was smashed by Zheng Yuanfeng. Zheng Yuanfeng's micro-power, and the music is still in his arms. Lotte is still a distressed. I look at him in a look.

"The holy is quite fragrant, this is a unpleasant taste of the palace, and the holy monk is once I once." Zheng Yuanfeng is alive.

The music is not moving, and Zheng Yuanfeng said: "The His Royal Highness, I will give you the skewers, and there is also a clearness of the heart."

Zheng Yuanfeng faintly said: "Throw it."

Lotte: ......

Zheng Yuanfeng saw him round his eyes and shining his lips, and his lips: "How do I dare to throw it, naturally it is."

Lotte: "Should carry it with you."

Zheng Yuanfeng smiled and said: "It's not a payroll, what belt."

Lotte: ......

The body is unexpected. When Zheng Yuanfeng gives Lotte her medicine, he detects that his skin is tender and smooth. At that time, he thought it was a plaster, and now the lottery is in his arms, and it has a faint body Lotus aroma, soft and boneless hands are soft jade temperature, Zheng Yuanfeng is smashed, and seeing the day has closed his eyes, it seems too tired.

I dragged the injury in the morning, saying that I came to save people, and the result put myself in, really stupid, Zheng Yuanfeng's look gradually, and the time to adjust the posture, let him lying more comfortable .

Zheng Yuanfeng hides a volcano in the hearts of the year, often burning in the heart of the surface, at this moment, holding a soft holy, but looking back the peace of mind.

Perhaps, this person is really sent to him?

At this time, Zheng Yuanfeng immediately jealousy himself, was crazy? When you die in your mother, you will have a vow to never believe in God Buddha, which is the old man, only relying on yourself.

When I was sleeping, he was lying in Zheng Yuanfeng to read the film of this day. He opened his eyes and saw Zheng Yuanfeng's handsome face, and suddenly showed a smile.

Zheng Yuanfeng is full of beautiful smiles, and the beautiful smile of any iron stone heart is cold. "Laugh why laughs."

Lotte: ......

Zheng Yuanfeng glanced at the knee in his arm, and the blood on his head was black. Even

Zheng Yuanfeng said: "The holy is hurt to apply medicine."

Lotte: "Don't take things."

"The Holy Buddhist is not intended to be with the Prince, let people come to send a medicine, should it be difficult?" Zheng Yuanfei deliberately.

Lotte: "Don't you have a difficult story."

Zheng Yuanfeng immediately turned his face, reached out, throwing the lotday, music can grasp Zheng Yuanfeng's sleeves, low speaking: "His Royal!"

Zheng Yuanfeng threw a hand, throwing people back to his arms, faint: "It will be afraid of holy monks."

Lotte let go of his hand: "Let me go in the Hall."

Zheng Yuanfeng: "Is it angry?"

Lotte shook his head, "Just afraid of the temple so too tired, my knees are fine."

Zheng Yuanfeng didn't expect to be seen by Lotte. He said that he would hold him, not really take him as a fragrant, but afraid of his knee pain.

Zheng Yuanfeng coldly said: "The holy is to be a fire, or it is better."

Lotte: ...... The fire is not a barbecue.

Zheng Yuanfeng saw the music and silence, suddenly whispered: "If the holy cave is watching the fire, if there is a predecession will have today's situation, after a few days, we have to die together, can you regret it?"

Lotte shook his head, "there is no death in the Hall."

Zheng Yuanfeng, of course, knowing that he will not die, "This is also a holy one?"

Lotte: "The His Royal Highness has its own day."

Zheng Yuanfeng: "What about you?"

, "I ... I don't know."

Zheng Yuanfeng whispered: "I don't know how to save me, do you say that you are stupid or stupid?"

Lotte: ......

Zheng Yuanfeng tightened his arms, leaning on his ear, "We can go out later."

Lotte blinks, confused, "How do you know?"

Zheng Yuanfeng: "I can count on it."

Lotte: ......

When I arrived in the afternoon, I had a guard to give two 'sacrifices' to send meals. It is about Zheng Hei extra command. It is divided into two food boxes, a food box is open, and the head is a lot of Xu Zhai, and he has Plaster to be applied.

The guards saw that Zheng Yuanfeng was holding a lot of money, and the head returned.

Zheng Yuanfeng put down the lottery, but said: "It seems that I have more concern, don't say, the prince has given you a good time."

Look at the meal, I have no half of the oil, I only hate Zheng He's consideration too much!

The two are relatively, Zheng Yuanfeng has no appetite, and the grass has been eaten, and the music is not too slow. The low head eyelashes are like a small fan, and the prison does not change the color. In the Last Porridge At the time, Zheng Yuanfeng suddenly reached out and touched the head of the day.

Lotte directly, coughing loudly.

Zheng Yuanfeng speechless, turned over to reach it to give him back, "Sheng Zhen is really delicious."

Le Tian cough has been a while, coughing tears come out, lifting the eyes: "His Royal Highness, you don't touch my head again, really itchy."

A pair of tears of the eye angle, and the original clear and translucent, suddenly dyed the fog of the water, let it be ruthless.

Zheng Yuanfeng is also itchy, he is itchy, I really want to touch the eyes.

"Agui," Zheng Yuanfeng low voice, "My name is Abu, the barbarism."

Lotte is slightly, knowing that Zheng Yuanfeng should be the name of his talents, so he whispered: "My name is Deaten, Xiao Zi pity."

"Poor slaves ..." Zheng Yuanfeng rolled the two words in the lips, and smiled and laughed. "The Weijiao phase will be named."

Lotte: "It's my mother gave me."

Zheng Yuanfeng has a smile, raising his hand, "pity, give you a drug."