: 650 The Witch's Goal (1)

"Are you with me?" He raised his eyes. There were rare vulnerabilities in his eyes, and he looked pitiful like a child who had a nightmare.
"Of course I will accompany you, think about it, we sleep together like this every night, and then when the sun rises in the morning, the first thing we see with our eyes open is each other." Jixiang patiently coaxed Then, spread the quilt, lift the corner, and let Xuanyuan Yao get in first, and then immediately followed, lying on his side, "We have been too tired for a while, take a good sleep, don’t think about anything ."
Xuanyuan Yao closed his eyes immediately.
Holding the auspicious force, it was like grabbing the last life-saving straw.
The little queen was motionless and patted rhythmically with her small hands. [
I finally heard Xuanyuan Yao breathing and sinking, and his body was relaxed, and then he climbed carefully and ran out in his clothes.
She was going to find the spirit boy and asked what the happened.
Several bodyguards followed her, not far away, carefully protected.
Lucky didn't have time to take care of it, the pace was getting faster and faster, and the seven-to-eight road took only half of the usual time to arrive.
Ling Tong ordered people to move the tables and chairs in the hall to the yard, filled with delicious snacks, and full of fragrant tea, eating and drinking one after another.
In front of her, the three exaggerated bass drums were placed, and the drumsticks were still within reach.
"What's going on?" Auspicious panted slightly, and patted his palm the table.
"Why didn't you come to bed so late?" Ling Tong asked quite unexpectedly.
"Qing Luan has been playing the piano for a few days, and the emperor has become a bit wrong. I came to you to ask what happened." The drumbeat just now was hit by the spirit boy, so she must know some secrets.