Chapter 71: Badcomer 3

In the hands of playing with a small wine glass, watching the wine in the wine glass rippling, Haoyue raised his eyebrows, proud of the son of a big shelf, Xuanyuan Cheng has been waiting for half a day, has not come.
However, it does not matter, anyway, it is not her.
If you are glory and lose weight, this will not apply to her.
Sitting in the ordinary costume opposite the Haoyue, Xuanyuan Che, seeing this shaking his head, the wine is drinking there is playing, just want to laugh, Xuanyuan Che suddenly seems to find something, took a good look at the moon, suddenly said: It seems to have grown a lot."
While talking and stretching his hand, pinching the face of Haoyue, nodded and smiled: "It is also fat."
On weekdays, Haoyue liked to sit in his arms, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Today, he sat down and found that his little king was fed up by him.
Haoyue listened to the heart of the long-distance hearing, stretched his hand and pinched his cheeks, fat? She really didn't pay attention.
However, it is time to think that it should be long. The early thirteenth of women's development has been finalized. Because of the neglect of Murong House, she is still like root bean sprouts at the age of thirteen.
Now living in the Liuli Palace every day, Xuanyuan knows that the cold general manager has changed the pattern for her to eat, not long, then she can become a bean sprout.
"Fat is fat, even if fat into a ball, you are mine."
Xuanyuan Che laughed when he heard it. He reached out and pinched the tip of Haoyue’s nose and smiled: "It’s really overbearing, but I like it."
Haoyue suddenly had a good mood and flew to Xuanyuan, and Xuanyuan was inexplicably confused.
Looking at this happy smile, a pair of obsidian eyes became a line.
Xuanyuan Che saw the happy smile of Yue Yue, but also shook his head and smiled. He leaned back on the back of the chair, and pointed his finger at the wine glass and looked at Haoyue. He smiled and said: "When did you show me the true face?" I don't want to know who my little king is?
Haoyue knew that Xuanyuan Che knew that there was something on her face, but she never asked, but now she can’t help it.
At the corner of his mouth, he said: "That..."
"The proud son of the State of the Clouds arrives." Only then did the words speak loudly, and the loud praises suddenly sounded and interrupted the words of Haoyue.
Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che heard the words, and Qi Qi turned his head and looked down the street.
The sound of the carriage was far away, the purple flag was on display, and the big word of the proud cloud was embroidered on it, and the claws were clawed and wild.