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"Treachery, how many times has it hurt him?"
Chen Rong really wants to laugh when she hears this. However, she looks at his lonely eyes and his tall body, which is mixed with bloodstains and dust. The bright sunshine is just right. But this handsome man, who has no boundaries, feels cold and lonely. It's a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness that the soul walks in the wasteland forever, not understood by others, and never accompanied by a partner.
Chen Rong stared at him, almost suddenly, her eyes were a little astringent. Slightly sideways, Chen Rong let the wild wind dry his eyes...... Perhaps, she never really understood him. This man, from his bones, has infinite desire for the warmth of water. She used to think that he was as strong as steel and would never be knocked down, but she was wrong. No matter in the past life or in this life, this man is always alone. No matter how much he has, his soul has been wandering and looking for warmth.
In the last life, she came into his eyes in the wrong way. Though she tried her best, she did not get his look back.
This life, she let go of him, let go of that kind of persistence. But it was the intentional and unintentional provocation, the subconscious rejection and desire, but let her into his heart.
Thinking about it, Chen Rong also felt that he really hurt him. Just as he hurt himself in the last life, she forced her way into his heart and despised him, which was the biggest harm to him.
The lips moved and moved again. As before, this time, Chen Rong could not feel happy.
The wind disturbed her long hair, Chen Rong reached out and brushed her hand, slowly dropping her white and tender hands. When Chen Rong wanted to say something, ran min's low voice continued to come, "a Rong, if it is." He said difficultly, "if you are pregnant and have nowhere to live, come to me."
Chen Rong looks up at him.
To his own, boundless and lonely eyes, Chen Rong whispered, "Murong really didn't move me." Her voice is a little weak. She also knows that, for a long time, the best way for a woman to fall into the hands of the Hu people is to be sleeping alone by the commander in chief, and more generally, to be the common plaything of the Hu people's generals and soldiers....... This is the rule. No woman can escape. So ran min and Wang Hong thought that she had not escaped.
Ran Min stared at her and said, "you woman, you are too stubborn. You can't tolerate Chen Wei, or you can find me and tell me. For such a small matter, you lose yourself to Wang Hong. You've lost me, Aron. "
There was a sadness in his low voice, and a powerlessness in saying the words "you have lost me".
Chen Rong's lips moved. She knew that if she had not married him, she would have found him and asked for him. Although he doesn't have to listen, she should try.
Ran Min stared at her, saw her head bowed, the muscles around her mouth beat, and said, "you've lost your body, I don't want to worry about it, and I'd like to marry you..."...... But you still refuse, a Rong, your heart is like iron stone. "
When he said this, he looked up at the sky, his throat moved, and his beautiful face smiled sadly. "I think in this life, even if I am a Hun dog, a thief father, and a lot of people have been saved, I will always be treated with white eyes. I don't care....... You are the only woman, you are the only one who just made me happy. My intuition is unshakable in this life, but it is so to me in a twinkling of an eye. When I hate you, I really want to kill you
Chen Rong bit his lips and lowered his head even more.
Ran min's Adam's apple rolled a few more times. He closed his eyes and hid the pain and loneliness in his eyes. His lips moved, and he said hoarsely, "this time, I want to let go. But when I think of you as a Hu dog, like the thousands of Jin women I have seen, you cry under one Xianbei and humble slave. I still can't sit down. "
When he said that, Chen Rong took a step back and bowed slowly to bless him. She was in such a complicated mood that she was choked in her throat. She didn't know what else to do except to make this move.
Ran Min 's low voice continued to spread into his ears. "Now, I am very glad that you have come back safe and sound."
When he said this, he stared at Chen Rong and said, "woman, you remember my words. If you have no place to live, you can come to me. My husband will not laugh at you. He is your child and will be your own. "
When he said that, he stared at Chen Rong deeply. He stared so seriously and persistently. He seemed to want to remember her firmly. He also seemed to want to forget her completely after seeing this.
He stared at her straight for a while, and he sighed in the wind. When Chen Rong looks up, he hears the wind blowing by his clothes.
Ran min went to the horse, turned over and stepped on it. Without looking back, he shouted in a clear and cold voice, "go!" One make spit out, thousand ride to walk at the same time, roll up dust, let Chen Rong squint eyes straight.
Wang Hong walked behind her, he stared at the sun, the farther and farther the bloody figure went, and said with a light negative hand: "you are desperate? He thinks too much. "
The voice of discontent came into Chen Rong's ear, and she blinked away the dryness in her eyes before turning around.As soon as she looked back, she stared at Wang Hong quietly. To Chen Rong's moist eyes, he snorted discontentedly and said, "let's go." Before Chen Rong could catch up, he left.
Chen Rong is back in the carriage.
She looked down at her twisted hands. For a while, the mood and thoughts of the two generations all came out of their minds, and became a sigh for a long time.
Looking up, Chen Rong stared at the scenery. She didn't know how long it was before she remembered Wang Hong and turned to him.
She is close to her eyes, just like the statue of Wang Hong.
Chen Rong moved to him, just near, his cold voice came, "don't miss your old man?"
Chen Rong is stunned, turn Er to bear a smile to return a way: "have new person, why to think of old person again?"
Wang Hong opens his eyes.
His eyes are still clear and far away, but Chen Rong is too familiar with him. At one glance, he sees his lips puckering slightly.
Chen tolerated a smile, and raised his head to the top, making a big "honk and haw" on his lips.
By Chen Rong thin, Wang Hong still with his clear eyes overlooking her, look cold and distant.
Chen Rong sighs. She moves away quietly and lowers her head. She moves his seven stringed zither down from the side of the car wall. With a simple wave of her hand, a very quiet and distant yearning overflows.
With her head down and her red dress set off, her face is as beautiful as a lake in the setting sun. With her hands, like satin ink hair spilled, revealing the beautiful neck as white jade.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked at her eyes, indifference, confusion gradually.
The sound of carriages, whispers, and the dust that permeates the whole ancient road of yellow dust. In this quiet and beautiful, distant and ancient piano sound, it is set as an eternal picture, "qingqingzijin, you are my heart. If I don't go, zining won't inherit the sound!
Qingqingzipei, long time I think. If I don't go, zining won't come!
I am at the gate of the city. One day is missing, like March
This is a kind of lovesickness that can't be described by words. When I miss you, the time doesn't flow any more, and the day and night don't change. When I miss you, the palace is like the Qin wall, and your figure is far away in the clouds. When I miss you, every breath is so long, my heart has been twisted into countless pieces, and the pieces are the stream shadows with your smile. When I miss you, I can't be afraid of death. I've been sitting in the moonlight for countless times. I hope my soul will float away from me and meet you outside the mountains.
Clearly lovesickness has been engraved on the bone, but this sound only sees tranquility, not bitterness.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong stretched out his arms and hugged Chen Rong from behind.
He put a kiss on her hair, moved his throat, tried to say something, but he choked. From her music, he seemed to see Chen Rong in the thousands of Hu slaves, in the eyes of countless pairs of obscene desires, in a kind of peace ready to die at any time.
He hugged her so tightly that the music of the piano was out of order. Now that it was out of order, Chen Rong put his hands on the strings and stopped playing.
Suddenly, the earlobe is warm.
But he gently held it, and his soft voice was astringent. "That day, I knew the conversation between you and ran min in Xishan Taoist temple."
Talk in Xishan Taoist temple?
Chen Rong blinked, a little confused.
He moved his lips down, and kissed her slender side of the neck pulse. In her trembling, he whispered softly, "why did I come to save you..."....... How dare Qilang not come when ah Rong treats me like this? "
How dare Qilang not come?
Just a few words, Chen Rong seems to have been drunk. Her eyes moved and she couldn't help turning away.
Just a move, her head was forced to stay, so that she could not turn back and look at him.
He didn't want her to look back, so she didn't. Chen tolerated laughter and drunkenness, leaning back into his arms.
At this time, he pulled her face and kissed her with his soft lips. Chen Rong looks up and looks at each other. The fragrant tongue is dark and spits out. The two figures are intertwined into one again.
The motorcade drove leisurely to Nanyang city.
With more and more people leaving Nanyang City, the official road has become lively. From time to time, there will be a caravan passing by. Up to now, you can even see a small group of 351 caravans.
These people who have been practicing are naturally Jin people...... The more turbulent times, the more loyal officials. Since the new Lord of Moyang and the Lord of Qiyang settled in, more and more hot-blooded men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang city united into the first line of anti Hu, which has fully demonstrated the court's determination to fight against Hu. And they must strive for the first line.
Among these pedestrians, the team led by Wang Hong has attracted more and more attention. Although there is no family mark on this team, their strong body shape, introverted murderous spirit, and excellent mounts all show their strong combat power.
So, in the carriage to maintain the usual subversion for several days, spring, a knight suddenly rushed out, stopped in front of Wang Hong's carriage.These people who have been practicing are naturally Jin people...... The more turbulent times, the more loyal officials. Since the new Lord of Moyang and the Lord of Qiyang settled in, more and more hot-blooded men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang city united into the first line of anti Hu, which has fully demonstrated the court's determination to fight against Hu. And they must strive for the first line.
??
continue to work hard and you may get a second better.
Ha ha, after looking at the pink ticket list, I found that everyone was crowded together. Mei Gongqing's position is not inferior. It's really urgent.
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"Treachery, how many times has it hurt him?"
Chen Rong really wants to laugh when she hears this. However, she looks at his lonely eyes and his tall body, which is mixed with bloodstains and dust. The bright sunshine is just right. But this handsome man, who has no boundaries, feels cold and lonely. It's a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness that the soul walks in the wasteland forever, not understood by others, and never accompanied by a partner.
Chen Rong stared at him, almost suddenly, her eyes were a little astringent. Slightly sideways, Chen Rong let the wild wind dry his eyes...... Perhaps, she never really understood him. This man, from his bones, has infinite desire for the warmth of water. She used to think that he was as strong as steel and would never be knocked down, but she was wrong. No matter in the past life or in this life, this man is always alone. No matter how much he has, his soul has been wandering and looking for warmth.
In the last life, she came into his eyes in the wrong way. Though she tried her best, she did not get his look back.
This life, she let go of him, let go of that kind of persistence. But it was the intentional and unintentional provocation, the subconscious rejection and desire, but let her into his heart.
Thinking about it, Chen Rong also felt that he really hurt him. Just as he hurt himself in the last life, she forced her way into his heart and despised him, which was the biggest harm to him.
The lips moved and moved again. As before, this time, Chen Rong could not feel happy.
The wind disturbed her long hair, Chen Rong reached out and brushed her hand, slowly dropping her white and tender hands. When Chen Rong wanted to say something, ran min's low voice continued to come, "a Rong, if it is." He said difficultly, "if you are pregnant and have nowhere to live, come to me."
Chen Rong looks up at him.
To his own, boundless and lonely eyes, Chen Rong whispered, "Murong really didn't move me." Her voice is a little weak. She also knows that, for a long time, the best way for a woman to fall into the hands of the Hu people is to be sleeping alone by the commander in chief, and more generally, to be the common plaything of the Hu people's generals and soldiers....... This is the rule. No woman can escape. So ran min and Wang Hong thought that she had not escaped.
Ran Min stared at her and said, "you woman, you are too stubborn. You can't tolerate Chen Wei, or you can find me and tell me. For such a small matter, you lose yourself to Wang Hong. You've lost me, Aron. "
There was a sadness in his low voice, and a powerlessness in saying the words "you have lost me".
Chen Rong's lips moved. She knew that if she had not married him, she would have found him and asked for him. Although he doesn't have to listen, she should try.
Ran Min stared at her, saw her head bowed, the muscles around her mouth beat, and said, "you've lost your body, I don't want to worry about it, and I'd like to marry you..."...... But you still refuse, a Rong, your heart is like iron stone. "
When he said this, he looked up at the sky, his throat moved, and his beautiful face smiled sadly. "I think in this life, even if I am a Hun dog, a thief father, and a lot of people have been saved, I will always be treated with white eyes. I don't care....... You are the only woman, you are the only one who just made me happy. My intuition is unshakable in this life, but it is so to me in a twinkling of an eye. When I hate you, I really want to kill you
Chen Rong bit his lips and lowered his head even more.
Ran min's Adam's apple rolled a few more times. He closed his eyes and hid the pain and loneliness in his eyes. His lips moved, and he said hoarsely, "this time, I want to let go. But when I think of you as a Hu dog, like the thousands of Jin women I have seen, you cry under one Xianbei and humble slave. I still can't sit down. "
When he said that, Chen Rong took a step back and bowed slowly to bless him. She was in such a complicated mood that she was choked in her throat. She didn't know what else to do except to make this move.
Ran Min 's low voice continued to spread into his ears. "Now, I am very glad that you have come back safe and sound."
When he said this, he stared at Chen Rong and said, "woman, you remember my words. If you have no place to live, you can come to me. My husband will not laugh at you. He is your child and will be your own. "
When he said that, he stared at Chen Rong deeply. He stared so seriously and persistently. He seemed to want to remember her firmly. He also seemed to want to forget her completely after seeing this.
He stared at her straight for a while, and he sighed in the wind. When Chen Rong looks up, he hears the wind blowing by his clothes.
Ran min went to the horse, turned over and stepped on it. Without looking back, he shouted in a clear and cold voice, "go!" One make spit out, thousand ride to walk at the same time, roll up dust, let Chen Rong squint eyes straight.
Wang Hong walked behind her, he stared at the sun, the farther and farther the bloody figure went, and said with a light negative hand: "you are desperate? He thinks too much. "
The voice of discontent came into Chen Rong's ear, and she blinked away the dryness in her eyes before turning around.As soon as she looked back, she stared at Wang Hong quietly. To Chen Rong's moist eyes, he snorted discontentedly and said, "let's go." Before Chen Rong could catch up, he left.
Chen Rong is back in the carriage.
She looked down at her twisted hands. For a while, the mood and thoughts of the two generations all came out of their minds, and became a sigh for a long time.
Looking up, Chen Rong stared at the scenery. She didn't know how long it was before she remembered Wang Hong and turned to him.
She is close to her eyes, just like the statue of Wang Hong.
Chen Rong moved to him, just near, his cold voice came, "don't miss your old man?"
Chen Rong is stunned, turn Er to bear a smile to return a way: "have new person, why to think of old person again?"
Wang Hong opens his eyes.
His eyes are still clear and far away, but Chen Rong is too familiar with him. At one glance, he sees his lips puckering slightly.
Chen tolerated a smile, and raised his head to the top, making a big "honk and haw" on his lips.
By Chen Rong thin, Wang Hong still with his clear eyes overlooking her, look cold and distant.
Chen Rong sighs. She moves away quietly and lowers her head. She moves his seven stringed zither down from the side of the car wall. With a simple wave of her hand, a very quiet and distant yearning overflows.
With her head down and her red dress set off, her face is as beautiful as a lake in the setting sun. With her hands, like satin ink hair spilled, revealing the beautiful neck as white jade.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked at her eyes, indifference, confusion gradually.
The sound of carriages, whispers, and the dust that permeates the whole ancient road of yellow dust. In this quiet and beautiful, distant and ancient piano sound, it is set as an eternal picture, "qingqingzijin, you are my heart. If I don't go, zining won't inherit the sound!
Qingqingzipei, long time I think. If I don't go, zining won't come!
I am at the gate of the city. One day is missing, like March
This is a kind of lovesickness that can't be described by words. When I miss you, the time doesn't flow any more, and the day and night don't change. When I miss you, the palace is like the Qin wall, and your figure is far away in the clouds. When I miss you, every breath is so long, my heart has been twisted into countless pieces, and the pieces are the stream shadows with your smile. When I miss you, I can't be afraid of death. I've been sitting in the moonlight for countless times. I hope my soul will float away from me and meet you outside the mountains.
Clearly lovesickness has been engraved on the bone, but this sound only sees tranquility, not bitterness.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong stretched out his arms and hugged Chen Rong from behind.
He put a kiss on her hair, moved his throat, tried to say something, but he choked. From her music, he seemed to see Chen Rong in the thousands of Hu slaves, in the eyes of countless pairs of obscene desires, in a kind of peace ready to die at any time.
He hugged her so tightly that the music of the piano was out of order. Now that it was out of order, Chen Rong put his hands on the strings and stopped playing.
Suddenly, the earlobe is warm.
But he gently held it, and his soft voice was astringent. "That day, I knew the conversation between you and ran min in Xishan Taoist temple."
Talk in Xishan Taoist temple?
Chen Rong blinked, a little confused.
He moved his lips down, and kissed her slender side of the neck pulse. In her trembling, he whispered softly, "why did I come to save you..."....... How dare Qilang not come when ah Rong treats me like this? "
How dare Qilang not come?
Just a few words, Chen Rong seems to have been drunk. Her eyes moved and she couldn't help turning away.
Just a move, her head was forced to stay, so that she could not turn back and look at him.
He didn't want her to look back, so she didn't. Chen tolerated laughter and drunkenness, leaning back into his arms.
At this time, he pulled her face and kissed her with his soft lips. Chen Rong looks up and looks at each other. The fragrant tongue is dark and spits out. The two figures are intertwined into one again.
The motorcade drove leisurely to Nanyang city.
With more and more people leaving Nanyang City, the official road has become lively. From time to time, there will be a caravan passing by. Up to now, you can even see a small group of 351 caravans.
These people who have been practicing are naturally Jin people...... The more turbulent times, the more loyal officials. Since the new Lord of Moyang and the Lord of Qiyang settled in, more and more hot-blooded men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang city united into the first line of anti Hu, which has fully demonstrated the court's determination to fight against Hu. And they must strive for the first line.
Among these pedestrians, the team led by Wang Hong has attracted more and more attention. Although there is no family mark on this team, their strong body shape, introverted murderous spirit, and excellent mounts all show their strong combat power.
So, in the carriage to maintain the usual subversion for several days, spring, a knight suddenly rushed out, stopped in front of Wang Hong's carriage.These people who have been practicing are naturally Jin people...... The more turbulent times, the more loyal officials. Since the new Lord of Moyang and the Lord of Qiyang settled in, more and more hot-blooded men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang city united into the first line of anti Hu, which has fully demonstrated the court's determination to fight against Hu. And they must strive for the first line.
??
continue to work hard and you may get a second better.
Ha ha, after looking at the pink ticket list, I found that everyone was crowded together. Mei Gongqing's position is not inferior. It's really urgent.
"Treachery, how many times has it hurt him?" Chen Rong really wants to laugh when she hears this. However, she looks at his lonely eyes and his tall body, which is mixed with bloodstains and dust. The bright sunshine is just right. But this handsome man, who has no boundaries, feels cold and lonely. It's a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness that the soul walks in the wasteland forever, not understood by others, and never accompanied by a partner. Chen Rong stared at him, almost suddenly, her eyes were a little astringent. Slightly sideways, Chen Rong let the wild wind dry his eyes...... Perhaps, she never really understood him. This man, from his bones, has infinite desire for the warmth of water. She used to think that he was as strong as steel and would never be knocked down, but she was wrong. No matter in the past life or in this life, this man is always alone. No matter how much he has, his soul has been wandering and looking for warmth. In the last life, she came into his eyes in the wrong way. Though she tried her best, she did not get his look back. This life, she let go of him, let go of that kind of persistence. But it was the intentional and unintentional provocation, the subconscious rejection and desire, but let her into his heart. Thinking about it, Chen Rong also felt that he really hurt him. Just as he hurt himself in the last life, she forced her way into his heart and despised him, which was the biggest harm to him. The lips moved and moved again. As before, this time, Chen Rong could not feel happy. The wind disturbed her long hair, Chen Rong reached out and brushed her hand, slowly dropping her white and tender hands. When Chen Rong wanted to say something, ran min's low voice continued to come, "a Rong, if it is." He said difficultly, "if you are pregnant and have nowhere to live, come to me." Chen Rong looks up at him. To his own, boundless and lonely eyes, Chen Rong whispered, "Murong really didn't move me." Her voice is a little weak. She also knows that, for a long time, the best way for a woman to fall into the hands of the Hu people is to be sleeping alone by the commander in chief, and more generally, to be the common plaything of the Hu people's generals and soldiers....... This is the rule. No woman can escape. So ran min and Wang Hong thought that she had not escaped. Ran Min stared at her and said, "you woman, you are too stubborn. You can't tolerate Chen Wei, or you can find me and tell me. For such a small matter, you lose yourself to Wang Hong. You've lost me, Aron. " There was a sadness in his low voice, and a powerlessness in saying the words "you have lost me". Chen Rong's lips moved. She knew that if she had not married him, she would have found him and asked for him. Although he doesn't have to listen, she should try. Ran Min stared at her, saw her head bowed, the muscles around her mouth beat, and said, "you've lost your body, I don't want to worry about it, and I'd like to marry you..."...... But you still refuse, a Rong, your heart is like iron stone. " When he said this, he looked up at the sky, his throat moved, and his beautiful face smiled sadly. "I think in this life, even if I am a Hun dog, a thief father, and a lot of people have been saved, I will always be treated with white eyes. I don't care....... You are the only woman, you are the only one who just made me happy. My intuition is unshakable in this life, but it is so to me in a twinkling of an eye. When I hate you, I really want to kill you Chen Rong bit his lips and lowered his head even more. Ran min's Adam's apple rolled a few more times. He closed his eyes and hid the pain and loneliness in his eyes. His lips moved, and he said hoarsely, "this time, I want to let go. But when I think of you as a Hu dog, like the thousands of Jin women I have seen, you cry under one Xianbei and humble slave. I still can't sit down. " When he said that, Chen Rong took a step back and bowed slowly to bless him. She was in such a complicated mood that she was choked in her throat. She didn't know what else to do except to make this move. Ran Min 's low voice continued to spread into his ears. "Now, I am very glad that you have come back safe and sound." When he said this, he stared at Chen Rong and said, "woman, you remember my words. If you have no place to live, you can come to me. My husband will not laugh at you. He is your child and will be your own. " When he said that, he stared at Chen Rong deeply. He stared so seriously and persistently. He seemed to want to remember her firmly. He also seemed to want to forget her completely after seeing this. He stared at her straight for a while, and he sighed in the wind. When Chen Rong looks up, he hears the wind blowing by his clothes. Ran min went to the horse, turned over and stepped on it. Without looking back, he shouted in a clear and cold voice, "go!" One make spit out, thousand ride to walk at the same time, roll up dust, let Chen Rong squint eyes straight. Wang Hong walked behind her, he stared at the sun, the farther and farther the bloody figure went, and said with a light negative hand: "you are desperate? He thinks too much. " The voice of discontent came into Chen Rong's ear, and she blinked away the dryness in her eyes before turning around.As soon as she looked back, she stared at Wang Hong quietly. To Chen Rong's moist eyes, he snorted discontentedly and said, "let's go." Before Chen Rong could catch up, he left. Chen Rong is back in the carriage. She looked down at her twisted hands. For a while, the mood and thoughts of the two generations all came out of their minds, and became a sigh for a long time. Looking up, Chen Rong stared at the scenery. She didn't know how long it was before she remembered Wang Hong and turned to him. She is close to her eyes, just like the statue of Wang Hong. Chen Rong moved to him, just near, his cold voice came, "don't miss your old man?" Chen Rong is stunned, turn Er to bear a smile to return a way: "have new person, why to think of old person again?" Wang Hong opens his eyes. His eyes are still clear and far away, but Chen Rong is too familiar with him. At one glance, he sees his lips puckering slightly. Chen tolerated a smile, and raised his head to the top, making a big "honk and haw" on his lips. By Chen Rong thin, Wang Hong still with his clear eyes overlooking her, look cold and distant. Chen Rong sighs. She moves away quietly and lowers her head. She moves his seven stringed zither down from the side of the car wall. With a simple wave of her hand, a very quiet and distant yearning overflows. With her head down and her red dress set off, her face is as beautiful as a lake in the setting sun. With her hands, like satin ink hair spilled, revealing the beautiful neck as white jade. Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked at her eyes, indifference, confusion gradually. The sound of carriages, whispers, and the dust that permeates the whole ancient road of yellow dust. In this quiet and beautiful, distant and ancient piano sound, it is set as an eternal picture, "qingqingzijin, you are my heart. If I don't go, zining won't inherit the sound! Qingqingzipei, long time I think. If I don't go, zining won't come! I am at the gate of the city. One day is missing, like March This is a kind of lovesickness that can't be described by words. When I miss you, the time doesn't flow any more, and the day and night don't change. When I miss you, the palace is like the Qin wall, and your figure is far away in the clouds. When I miss you, every breath is so long, my heart has been twisted into countless pieces, and the pieces are the stream shadows with your smile. When I miss you, I can't be afraid of death. I've been sitting in the moonlight for countless times. I hope my soul will float away from me and meet you outside the mountains. Clearly lovesickness has been engraved on the bone, but this sound only sees tranquility, not bitterness. Unconsciously, Wang Hong stretched out his arms and hugged Chen Rong from behind. He put a kiss on her hair, moved his throat, tried to say something, but he choked. From her music, he seemed to see Chen Rong in the thousands of Hu slaves, in the eyes of countless pairs of obscene desires, in a kind of peace ready to die at any time. He hugged her so tightly that the music of the piano was out of order. Now that it was out of order, Chen Rong put his hands on the strings and stopped playing. Suddenly, the earlobe is warm. But he gently held it, and his soft voice was astringent. "That day, I knew the conversation between you and ran min in Xishan Taoist temple." Talk in Xishan Taoist temple? Chen Rong blinked, a little confused. He moved his lips down, and kissed her slender side of the neck pulse. In her trembling, he whispered softly, "why did I come to save you..."....... How dare Qilang not come when ah Rong treats me like this? " How dare Qilang not come? Just a few words, Chen Rong seems to have been drunk. Her eyes moved and she couldn't help turning away. Just a move, her head was forced to stay, so that she could not turn back and look at him. He didn't want her to look back, so she didn't. Chen tolerated laughter and drunkenness, leaning back into his arms. At this time, he pulled her face and kissed her with his soft lips. Chen Rong looks up and looks at each other. The fragrant tongue is dark and spits out. The two figures are intertwined into one again. The motorcade drove leisurely to Nanyang city. With more and more people leaving Nanyang City, the official road has become lively. From time to time, there will be a caravan passing by. Up to now, you can even see a small group of 351 caravans. These people who have been practicing are naturally Jin people...... The more turbulent times, the more loyal officials. Since the new Lord of Moyang and the Lord of Qiyang settled in, more and more hot-blooded men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang city united into the first line of anti Hu, which has fully demonstrated the court's determination to fight against Hu. And they must strive for the first line. Among these pedestrians, the team led by Wang Hong has attracted more and more attention. Although there is no family mark on this team, their strong body shape, introverted murderous spirit, and excellent mounts all show their strong combat power. So, in the carriage to maintain the usual subversion for several days, spring, a knight suddenly rushed out, stopped in front of Wang Hong's carriage.These people who have been practicing are naturally Jin people...... The more turbulent times, the more loyal officials. Since the new Lord of Moyang and the Lord of Qiyang settled in, more and more hot-blooded men have come here. In their view, Moyang, Nanyang Qiyang city united into the first line of anti Hu, which has fully demonstrated the court's determination to fight against Hu. And they must strive for the first line. ?? continue to work hard and you may get a second better. Ha ha, after looking at the pink ticket list, I found that everyone was crowded together. Mei Gongqing's position is not inferior. It's really urgent.
