Chapter 120: Deceptive Uncle 17

Did not intend to give her a little bit of love.
Su Huang, a few of them saw Qian Qianmo, so that a little girl was dragged out of the Lan Yue Ge, and his expressions were different. Su Huang was therefore very determined about it. He looked at the direction of Qian Qianmo and said: He is angry."
Ning Cheng shook his neck and shook his neck. "He came to the military camp in the daytime with this expression..."
And Ji Xi was frowning slightly, "Would we like to see?"
Ning Cheng has raised his hand against it: "I don't, I have to go home and go to sleep!"
After saying that he did not hesitate to turn around and left, obviously he did not want to face the guy of Qian Qianmo.
"This is the fourth brother's own business, let the four brothers solve it themselves." He couldn't help but remind Jixi to leave.
Su Huang nodded. "It’s all gone."
Ji Xi looked at the complex and looked at the direction of Qian Qianmo's departure. He finally had to leave with Su Huang.
......
The number of warmth has been dragged to the dark river bank by half a drag, and Thousands of inks threw her under the tree, looking down at her, staring at her, from head to toe.
The number of warmth was fell under the tree, behind the rough tree, the ice on the ground was cool and damp, her hair was scattered, and the tulle fell from the white shoulders, revealing the skin of delicate porcelain, she was on the collarbone. The word "slave" is also clearly and clearly reflected in his eyes.
"What do you want to say to the king?" 晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨He can still forgive her previous choices.
But the number of people frowning and said, "No."
When she said this, her teeth were slobbered and some trembled.
It is probably very cold.
However, Qian Qian ink looked at her coldly, and the look became more and more cold. He didn’t realize that his thoughts at this time were ridiculously ridiculous—the little girl who was so thin and wolverine that she couldn’t help but adopt her own adoption. It was hard to be raised and tendered by him. Now this little white-eyed wolf has not asked him to agree to let her go, and he will rebel against himself.
"Leave the king, what can you do?"
The number warmed up some of the tulle on the body and whispered: "The number of warmth can live, and everything is good."
"Like this tonight?" Qian Qianmo's voice is cold, and he is joking. He himself is reluctant to bully her. What kind of people are they, can they bully her?
The number of warm lips squatting and not talking, she is probably still afraid of thousands of ink, so even if I look down at him at this time, the eyelashes have been shivering.
But the icy eyes of Qian Qianmo are still aggressive: "Answer the king."
A few warm eyes looked up at him, and whispered slightly with a lip, "The number is not good, but is this related to Wang Ye?"
Her cold voice shivered, but every word she said was heard in the thousands of inks, and Qian Qianmei stared at her stubbornly, turning indifferently and leaving.
Her Majesty fell down and sat under the tree.
A few warm eyes looked at the thousands of inks and left, and finally hanged down, slowly bending their legs, hugged their knees, burying their heads, sucking their noses and sucking for a long time. Stand up and walk away from this dark night.
The night was so long that she pulled her shadow to the long, slender, and swaying water on the shore, lonely and cold.