Chapter 1391: Night talk

He looked down on her so much that she was very stressed, Fang Xiyan calmly moved into the bed, could not bear to say: "Who gave you a cuckold ?! We are not married yet, okay? Let me say he and I really It's okay, friends only-you can't do it against him! "
Feng Xiaoxun's complexion was faint, how much place did that white tofu occupy in her heart?
Let her be so desperate to intercede for him? !!
What about yourself? Is there a slightest place in her heart?
As soon as he reached out, he took her from the corner and looked at her with a smile: "You blame me for not immediately marrying you? I wanted to send you a grand wedding, but since you are so anxious-not tonight we will It's a cave house! "
Fang Xiyan was startled, reached out and pushed him, and smiled: "I, where am I in a hurry? Don't worry, don't worry, marriage is a big thing, if you are in a hurry, you will stay sorry ..."
Feng Xiaoxun still imprisoned her, seeing her struggle as nothing, and playing with her hair with her fingers: "When are you saying that is better? Three days later is a good day, is it better that we get married after three days?"
Fang Xiyan was stiff and anxious to kick him in the air, suffering from the lack of strength, grind his teeth and continue to smile: "Three days are too hurry, there is no time to prepare, your dignified devil is too hurry to become married No more dignity. "
"Er--what time would you say?" Feng Xiaoxun seemed to have some talk.
"I, I want to see the yellow calendar ..."
"Your exorcist still has to look at Huangli Dingji?"
Fang Xiyan shook her fist. She went out because she didn't watch the yellow calendar, but she hit her and went straight to such a weird world.
"It's quite accurate to look at the yellow calendar. Even when the country builds a bird's nest, it depends on the yellow calendar. Our couples can't choose a fierce day ..."
"What you said makes sense, but what kind of bird's nest is not built in a country? Does your emperor like to live in a bird's nest?" The country is so strange hundreds of thousands of years later? Are the emperors living in the birdhouse?
Fang Xiyan's black line, shaking his head: "The bird's nest is not occupied by the emperor, but a sports building for competition."
"What is sports again?" Feng Xiaoxun also squeezed into the bed, posing a posture to chat with her.
Fang Xiyan always liked to talk about gossip. Once she talked about the topic she was interested in, she forgot what Xixi was tonight. After listening to Feng Xiaoxun asking, she patiently explained to him.
Feng Xiaoxun was a good listener, and from time to time he asked a question to make her talk more and more ...