Chapter 801: It’s nothing more than waiting for the reincarnation of the millennium.

He is already trying to control, and he has not been investigating who is going to put a snake and bite.
He is afraid that once he investigates, he will kill each other.
Today, he is the president, and he can’t kill if he can’t move.
Moreover, why should he kill the bad guys who want to hurt Song Worry?
Isn’t there an aunt around her?
She is very upset, and there have been frequent memories of past lives.
Thinking of Dong Xuan to him, to her... he was upset.
Thinking of Gu’s recent attitude towards him, he seems to have seen the oriental Xuan of the X Dynasty...
To make him more annoying, I want to be drunk, Song Wushou premature delivery, laparotomy, suffering from the drama of the big pain -
Moreover, no pain can help her.
The ancient animal is deep and sorrowful, with vicissitudes of life.
The wine was poured in one bite, and the sad atmosphere spread in the living room.
The servant next to him saw that he had such a sad look, and his heart hurts.
Even the movements of drinking are so fascinating, so powerful, these maids can't wait to go forward and get drunk with him.
A white suit, handsome as a sad prince... and he, not a prince, is an emperor.
High, cold, and some brutal kings.
Since the last time he pushed the maid away and then drove out the pastoral, other maids did not dare to approach him easily.
Everyone said that he does not like women, it seems that it is true.
Shepherd is drinking wine, and the living room is holding a sad song:
A faint wine glass filled with sadness.
It is the wine that is forgotten, but it is the tears of sourness.
Maybe loving you is really tired, or love you is not perfect.
My disguised smile is for who,
It is nothing more than waiting for you, the reincarnation of the millennium.
Today, I am drunk again, and I am sad again for you.
I have loved the past for a long time, but my heart can’t be recovered.
The wine glasses are heartbroken and exude a touch of bitterness.
The haze of love is hard to find, let the wine drunk me, let me dream again.
Tears dry, my heart is gray, let the rain fly outside the window -
......
This song is just like his current mood.
Knowing this person, love, love is not perfect, but still love.
In front of her, she has to pretend to smile, in fact, not for anything else, just to wait for the reincarnation of the millennium -
Tonight, he wants to get drunk.
I really want to have a good dream.
Heart, awkward, heavy, painful death.
Feeling drunk, he got up and swayed to the bed in the porch.
"You all go out!" Mugu took the maids out.
The maid was so afraid of him, and he was rushed out and hurried out.
Also closed the door to the living room.
When she was lying on the bed, she couldn’t sleep.
Not drunk, can you dream of one?
why?
Why is the more drunk, the more I want to continue drinking?
He lay there, widened his eyes and looked sadly at the luxurious ceiling.
No worries, no worries in Song...
He was full of thoughts and thoughts were nothing to worry about.
"boom--"
The door to the living room was pushed away and then closed heavily.
Immediately, it was a strong perfume smell of a nose.
Smell the smell of this perfume, the dawn of the pastoral, suddenly a cold.
Before he sat up, his eyes swayed and a enchanting figure was already sitting in front of his bed.
Cheng Wanduo leaned back and held his hands behind his back. He sat very flat and held a leg.
She wore a long skirt with a split to the thigh, and her leg was almost smothered by the spring.
Cheng Wanduo looked at Mugo with a charming look and smiled: "I am sleepy?"