Chapter 679: My uncle's head is green

Yan Ge was doing his ideological work in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask who the man was.
She put his arms around his neck and allowed him to please himself. When he finally retired and lay down in the bed with him, he was curious and asked him, "How did you find me?"
Although she thinks this guy may admit the wrong person, but he called her a word, presumably the chance of admitting the wrong person is not very high.
He pressed her cheek against her face, like a lame beast, and his voice was lazy: "A guess."
If Yange could guess, he wouldn't ask him.
She was fed by this guy, and thinking about so many times, the chance of pregnancy must be greater, so she is in a good mood. Ignoring this guy's detour, she poked his waist with his fingers: "I ca n’t guess, you Come on. "
The man laughed happily, holding Yange in his arms and touching and touching him. He really played Yange as a pet, and still could n’t play it anyway.
He held Yange on himself, made Yange lie on his skin, kissed the tip of his nose, and said, "Of course it is because of Yan, because Yan is too smart ..."
He frowned and wanted to keep talking, and suddenly his eyes closed and he fell asleep.
The next moment, Xu Fang opened his eyes and rubbed his eyes to get up. He was about to go to the clean room.
The bed was not his bed, and there was a woman on it.
He sat up and stared in surprise.
He looked down at the bodies of the two who couldn't catch the silk.
The next moment I hugged Yange and lay back on the bed.
Yange reached out and twisted his cheeks, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xu Fang: "I always feel like I'm dreaming. I've been so brave lately. I ran to the Royal Palace in the middle of the night to ask His Majesty to be fortunate. Your Majesty, do you think I'm dead?"
Without waiting for the words to respond, he closed his eyes and said to himself, "Your Majesty, you should not be willing to kill me?"
He hugged Yange tightly and said, "No matter what, under the peony flowers, it's okay to be a ghost, not to mention His Majesty, even if he is killed by His Majesty, I have no regrets in this life!"
Yan Ge looked at his determined eyebrows and pursed his lips without talking.
This man named Xu Fang has always been in her eyes a little fart child who relies on a small moustache to seek attention, but now, suddenly, it feels that this little fart child has shaved his beard as if he has grown up and has become A handsome man who is heroic.
She bowed her head slightly and kissed his lips. "As long as you obediently, I won't kill you."
Xu Fang grinned and grinned with white teeth, and smiled brilliantly: "I will be very good. I will be the most loyal and well-behaved general at hand during the day, and warm my bed under the bed at night."
He got up, went to the clean room, and when Yange slept in his arm, he stared at Yange with his head in one hand.
The emperor became his own daughter-in-law, and it wasn't enough to look at it.
He gently touched her thick eyelashes with her fingers, her frizzy hair, and the chin of the corners of her lips, lingering and rejoicing.
Really, dreaming is the same.
Nalanmo hasn't heard from her for a long, long time.
He has been restraining himself, always deceiving himself, trying to forget her.
You can forget what you want, but it's all her.
He returned the "Return to the Garden" to the emperor, and cheekily asked the emperor for a second one.