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Duchuan will be soft all over, a pair of eyes Leng Leng and Shuxi pushed into chunnuan's arms, looked calm and said: "sisters, please take care of you and the manager."
Then he lifted his foot and pushed the door open.
Chunnuan and others were stunned.
"Crossing the river -"
But he couldn't call back his hurried steps at all. He could only stare at the door of Weiyang hall being closed again.
"Shua..."
Duchuan bent over and pulled out a dagger emitting cold light from his boots.
He bent his arm and wiped the dagger on his arm. Zheng Liang's dagger reflected a pair of beautiful, but particularly sinister eyes.
His figure was fast, getting closer and closer. Listening to the muffled sound of men in the bedroom. His eyebrows were slightly restrained, and the hostility between his eyebrows was getting stronger. The cold ice covered his picturesque face, which set him off more and more.
It's like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, wearing a layer of human skin as a disguise.
Hearing footsteps, Su Yan, who was drinking tea, picked her eyebrows and looked back.
At one glance, she smiled slowly.
"Crossing the river?"
Slightly lazy voice with a bit of ridicule, the smile is soul stirring.
"What are you doing in here?"
The woman's hair is messy, and her cheeks have a natural blush. The tears and fear in the bottom of my eyes have long been unknown when they disappeared without a trace. She leaned lazily against the table to drink tea, and the curtain trembled slightly in the bed not far away.
Rao shiduchuan's mind was deep. At this time, he was stunned to see this scene.
He was so happy and flustered that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.
Then he knelt to Su Yan's side and pulled her skirt carefully with a red face, "master..."
"Don't pretend to be pathetic," Su Yan said softly, patting his head angrily.
"What? What do you want to do when you come in with a dagger? Kill a king?"
After being guessed about the central thing, duchuan's little face reddened. A pair of round eyes twinkled with water light. As soon as he sipped his lips, the two dimples on his cheeks fell down, but his words were vicious, "if he and he dare to bully the master, the servant will kill him with his own hands!"
The lines of the young man's face are soft, and each line is beautiful and just right.
In the dim light of the hall, his charming eyebrows and eyes disappeared clearly, like ghosts.
Words reveal their ferocity.
"Hiss -"
Su Yan put his arm on the table and looked at him with a smile. "Then how do you know this is bullying, not what the palace has been looking forward to?"
Her question successfully made Chuan white.
His sad and wronged flat mouth knelt at Su Yan's feet and raised a pair of big wet eyes, "I can see that the master doesn't like the emperor!"
From her eyes, he could not see that Su Yan cared about Xiao Qinghe.
Even, duchuan has a very dark guess. If that guess can be confirmed
Thinking of this, he was happy again.
That must be true!
"Nonsense," Su Yan held his forehead, smiled, bent his eyes, pointed the tip of his nose, raised his tone and spoiled him. "The palace likes the emperor. You see, how happy the emperor is now?"
She looked sideways, narrowed her eyes and looked at the slightly shaking curtain.
Duchuan blushed, as if he had been painted with heavy rouge, and his eyes were full of water.
"Slave... Slave..."
He didn't know how to interface at all. He couldn't be as calm as Su Yan.
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Duchuan will be soft all over, a pair of eyes Leng Leng and Shuxi pushed into chunnuan's arms, looked calm and said: "sisters, please take care of you and the manager."
Then he lifted his foot and pushed the door open.
Chunnuan and others were stunned.
"Crossing the river -"
But he couldn't call back his hurried steps at all. He could only stare at the door of Weiyang hall being closed again.
"Shua..."
Duchuan bent over and pulled out a dagger emitting cold light from his boots.
He bent his arm and wiped the dagger on his arm. Zheng Liang's dagger reflected a pair of beautiful, but particularly sinister eyes.
His figure was fast, getting closer and closer. Listening to the muffled sound of men in the bedroom. His eyebrows were slightly restrained, and the hostility between his eyebrows was getting stronger. The cold ice covered his picturesque face, which set him off more and more.
It's like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, wearing a layer of human skin as a disguise.
Hearing footsteps, Su Yan, who was drinking tea, picked her eyebrows and looked back.
At one glance, she smiled slowly.
"Crossing the river?"
Slightly lazy voice with a bit of ridicule, the smile is soul stirring.
"What are you doing in here?"
The woman's hair is messy, and her cheeks have a natural blush. The tears and fear in the bottom of my eyes have long been unknown when they disappeared without a trace. She leaned lazily against the table to drink tea, and the curtain trembled slightly in the bed not far away.
Rao shiduchuan's mind was deep. At this time, he was stunned to see this scene.
He was so happy and flustered that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.
Then he knelt to Su Yan's side and pulled her skirt carefully with a red face, "master..."
"Don't pretend to be pathetic," Su Yan said softly, patting his head angrily.
"What? What do you want to do when you come in with a dagger? Kill a king?"
After being guessed about the central thing, duchuan's little face reddened. A pair of round eyes twinkled with water light. As soon as he sipped his lips, the two dimples on his cheeks fell down, but his words were vicious, "if he and he dare to bully the master, the servant will kill him with his own hands!"
The lines of the young man's face are soft, and each line is beautiful and just right.
In the dim light of the hall, his charming eyebrows and eyes disappeared clearly, like ghosts.
Words reveal their ferocity.
"Hiss -"
Su Yan put his arm on the table and looked at him with a smile. "Then how do you know this is bullying, not what the palace has been looking forward to?"
Her question successfully made Chuan white.
His sad and wronged flat mouth knelt at Su Yan's feet and raised a pair of big wet eyes, "I can see that the master doesn't like the emperor!"
From her eyes, he could not see that Su Yan cared about Xiao Qinghe.
Even, duchuan has a very dark guess. If that guess can be confirmed
Thinking of this, he was happy again.
That must be true!
"Nonsense," Su Yan held his forehead, smiled, bent his eyes, pointed the tip of his nose, raised his tone and spoiled him. "The palace likes the emperor. You see, how happy the emperor is now?"
She looked sideways, narrowed her eyes and looked at the slightly shaking curtain.
Duchuan blushed, as if he had been painted with heavy rouge, and his eyes were full of water.
"Slave... Slave..."
He didn't know how to interface at all. He couldn't be as calm as Su Yan.
Duchuan will be soft all over, a pair of eyes Leng Leng and Shuxi pushed into chunnuan's arms, looked calm and said: "sisters, please take care of you and the manager."Then he lifted his foot and pushed the door open.Chunnuan and others were stunned."Crossing the river -"But he couldn't call back his hurried steps at all. He could only stare at the door of Weiyang hall being closed again."Shua..."Duchuan bent over and pulled out a dagger emitting cold light from his boots.He bent his arm and wiped the dagger on his arm. Zheng Liang's dagger reflected a pair of beautiful, but particularly sinister eyes.His figure was fast, getting closer and closer. Listening to the muffled sound of men in the bedroom. His eyebrows were slightly restrained, and the hostility between his eyebrows was getting stronger. The cold ice covered his picturesque face, which set him off more and more.It's like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, wearing a layer of human skin as a disguise.Hearing footsteps, Su Yan, who was drinking tea, picked her eyebrows and looked back.At one glance, she smiled slowly."Crossing the river?"Slightly lazy voice with a bit of ridicule, the smile is soul stirring."What are you doing in here?"The woman's hair is messy, and her cheeks have a natural blush. The tears and fear in the bottom of my eyes have long been unknown when they disappeared without a trace. She leaned lazily against the table to drink tea, and the curtain trembled slightly in the bed not far away.Rao shiduchuan's mind was deep. At this time, he was stunned to see this scene.He was so happy and flustered that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.Then he knelt to Su Yan's side and pulled her skirt carefully with a red face, "master...""Don't pretend to be pathetic," Su Yan said softly, patting his head angrily."What? What do you want to do when you come in with a dagger? Kill a king?"After being guessed about the central thing, duchuan's little face reddened. A pair of round eyes twinkled with water light. As soon as he sipped his lips, the two dimples on his cheeks fell down, but his words were vicious, "if he and he dare to bully the master, the servant will kill him with his own hands!"The lines of the young man's face are soft, and each line is beautiful and just right.In the dim light of the hall, his charming eyebrows and eyes disappeared clearly, like ghosts.Words reveal their ferocity."Hiss -"Su Yan put his arm on the table and looked at him with a smile. "Then how do you know this is bullying, not what the palace has been looking forward to?"Her question successfully made Chuan white.His sad and wronged flat mouth knelt at Su Yan's feet and raised a pair of big wet eyes, "I can see that the master doesn't like the emperor!"From her eyes, he could not see that Su Yan cared about Xiao Qinghe.Even, duchuan has a very dark guess. If that guess can be confirmedThinking of this, he was happy again.That must be true!"Nonsense," Su Yan held his forehead, smiled, bent his eyes, pointed the tip of his nose, raised his tone and spoiled him. "The palace likes the emperor. You see, how happy the emperor is now?"She looked sideways, narrowed her eyes and looked at the slightly shaking curtain.Duchuan blushed, as if he had been painted with heavy rouge, and his eyes were full of water."Slave... Slave..."He didn't know how to interface at all. He couldn't be as calm as Su Yan.
