: 624: Negotiation conditions (5)
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Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons
- 度寒
- 349 characters
- 2021-03-02 11:22:10
"Wake up in the morning, no matter how happy you are, don't sing! If you can't help it, hide in no one's corner, then come out to disturb the people, be careful I'm welcome." Jixiang The voice fell, and Xuanyuan Yao had already laughed aloud on the side. He didn't want to listen to the whisper, but it was so loud that he couldn't pretend not to hear it.
The spirit boy was stunned for a while, then his face turned redder, and the youngest daughter was so charming, "You heard, I clearly sang a few voices in the small courtyard, but it came out so far, hehe."
Is it a matter of voice?
Obviously hummed all morning.
There are just a few words that go through. . . "Sweet honey, the sweetness of your smile, as if the flowers are blooming in the spring breeze". [
She was sweet, but Lucky, who was disturbed by her clear dreams, didn't feel well. She was groggy all morning and took a short rest at noon before finally recovering most of her spirit.
"No singing is allowed in the future." Jixiang directly gave the death order.
The IQ of both men and women in love will drop directly to a negative number. Today she is happy, she sings sweet, and she will quarrel tomorrow, uncomfortable, and then change her sad one, and continue to disturb the people?
"Well, don't sing if you don't sing." Obediently nodded, Lingling swears by shaking the box, the grub was thrown back and forth, and after turning a few heels, he continued to pretend to be motionless, fearing to provoke the Lingtong again. The attention of the company has attracted no accidents.
Jixiang nodded and agreed.
As for the step forward between her and Helianchuan, she is not in a hurry to ask, and for this relationship, Jixiang holds an optimistic attitude.
The spirit boy took two maids and walked away happily.
Xuanyuan Yao took a long breath and was quite emotional. "Finally, Helianchuan was sent out. From now on, I feel relieved."
Jixiang couldn't bear to give him a blank look, "Emperor, where is your vinegar?"
It's too exaggerated.