Chapter 169: I want to pinch the male skin

Mi Xuexue looked up and saw this scene. He threw a chicken bone in the wrong way. "From the thirteen, you are a bit too good!"
Look at him like this, I want to eat like a hoe, but I want to have something to use, have the ability to eat directly, anyway, are husband and wife, I really do not know which gentleman agreement he adheres to.
Thirteen glanced at him and threw the chicken bone back to him. "You have a good time, let me see you."
Mi Xuexue immediately did not speak, he did not want to be a relative, killing it is not, although it is quite interesting to see it from the thirteen, but he does not want more women to control themselves.
Hua Yuman ignored them and greeted the peaches and greens to eat. There is still a day's journey to Longfeng City. There are not many places to buy things along the way. I will eat well and rest well. This whole day will not be too tired and boring.
After an hour, they only set off because they didn't hurry, so the speed was not fast. They could browse the surrounding scenery along the way. Hua Yuman was sitting in the carriage and was bored. He took the initiative to sit in front of him. The wind festival rushed back into the carriage and sat in front of the car with small feathers.
The two people in front of you are leisurely, and the wind festivals and other people sitting in the carriage are facing each other. It is really frightening to let the master and the wife drive them.
Mo Ziting felt that there was nothing. The thirteen emperors and Mann did everything together. This is also a kind of fun, there is nothing good or bad.
The carriage slowly swayed, just after noon, the sky was drizzling, Hua Yuman had to sit back in the carriage, the carriage was very big, everyone sat together, the rice snow marks the mood is very good to teach Hua Yuman Playing with the sieve, Mo Ziting is also very interested, so the afternoon is also very fast.
When the rain stopped, Hua Yuman played with the big hair and then sat in front of the car, and the horse was rushed fast, the speed, so that the rice snow marks sitting in the back and others were shocked.
Thirteen smiled and swayed his head. When the little feathers were happy, they made a sigh of sorrow. Not only did the carriage give the light of the carriage, but the entire carriage was surrounded by a light, balanced. Flying, but she is well controlled, fast and steady, compared with the last time, progress is not a little bit.
"According to our speed, it is estimated that one hour will be able to go to Longfeng City." Thirteen suddenly caught her waist, took her to her lap, and controlled the speed of the carriage down.
Soon it was going to be a crowded place. He didn't want the small feathers to be targeted by the people. So after the carriage stopped, he took her into the carriage and gave the wind sacrifice to the work of driving.
Hua Yuman also knew that he was forgotten, and spit out his tongue. "I will pay attention next time."
Thirteen scorned her head and leaned over, whispering in her ear: "I don't mind."
His little feathers are apologizing and so cute, I really want to bite her tender little tongue.
Seeing the thirteenth of the twilight is getting deeper and deeper, the rice snow marks are not interesting: "From the hoe, do we have to pay for the silver at night?"
Hua Yuman lifted the eleven and pushed it away. He looked at the face of Mi Xuexue: "You look so beautiful, it is better to try to brush your face first, can you buy it for free?"
The snow marks are quite impressive: "Well, go and go, after a while, you will try to brush your face first."
Mo Ziting is quite optimistic about his way: "I think you can do it, come on!"
Of course, the premise is that the shopkeeper of the restaurant is a person who likes the jade face. However, Yiman’s description of the dream man is estimated to be a dream for free, and there may be a good show in a while.
Thinking of this, Mo Ziting is so happy, who told this man to be more beautiful than a woman.
After an hour, the carriage stopped at the door of the restaurant, not waiting for the carriage to stop, the rice snow marks flew out, went directly to the business district of the restaurant, facing the shopkeeper inside: "This beautiful man wants to stay for free, May I?"
Li Mengnan strangely glared at the face-faced man who suddenly came in. The fat palm of his hand patted the face of the snow-stained jade. If it wasn’t for the snow mark, she was really photographed.
"The old lady is already married, do you want to be free? You are a small body, is it good to fight?" The dream man snorted, this year, a lot of strange things, not surprising.
Mi Xuelu’s depressed mouth screamed.
How did you find such a person as a treasurer? This giant palm can be compared to the bear’s paw.

The dream man is not angry, he does not care about him. When the face is beautiful, the white man is an air, and it completely damages the self-esteem of the rice snow mark.
Hua Yuman stood at the door and snickered. The people who can make the rice snow scars are really not much. Her eyes are really good. This dream man is a material for the treasurer.
The dream man heard the laughter and looked up. When she saw Hua Yuman, she immediately felt the spirit and laughed and said: "Miss, how come you, I haven’t heard you say it!"
Hua Yuman came over and smiled. "Come on, come and stay for a few days."
"Then I will inform me of it. I bought a yard near here. I opened two vegetable plots. I planted vegetables there every day, raising flowers and bringing his grandson. He knew the big one. Miss is coming, I must be happy."
"Tomorrow, I will go to see him at home." Since she came, how can she let Lian Bo come to see him, and now it is too late, or stay down first.
The dream man is also a clever one. Immediately after seeing the handsome and expensive man next to Missy, "Miss Dad will live first, you will have to work hard along the way."
Said that immediately arranged a few rooms, let them rest.
Mi Xuexue’s depressed road:
From the hoe, it seems that this beautiful man’s face is not easy to use!

Hua Yuman did not answer, Mo Ziting went forward and pinched the face of the rice snow mark. After touching it, he also made a sigh of exclamation. "Is there a mistake, a big man's face is actually more than my face." Still smooth, what are you cleaning?"
For Mo Tingting's bold move, he suddenly blackened a face and directly took Mo Ziting upstairs, no matter what she called.
Hua Yuman looked at this scene with a funny smile, staring at the face of the rice snow mark that was pinched red for a while. "I also want to pinch it, is it really like Tingting said?"
Thirteen squatting in her waist: "When you want to pinch, you are pinched as a husband. The face of the husband is much better than his face."
Mi Xue traced his mouth, do you want to do this, in order to let the scorpion don't poison yourself, don't step on his beautiful face!
"Your face can be pinched at any time, but I want to pinch him. The face of the first beautiful man in the world is not pinned."
Michelle is crying and laughing at her, is he happy?
Thirteen screams coughed, "That, the snow marks, you let her pinch it!"
The eyes of the snow-scarred marks suddenly widened, and there was no mistake. "Leave thirteen, what about your thrift? Are you not jealous?" How can you be generous?
Thirteen hooked the lower lip, he could not tell the rice snow marks, the small feathers were badly poked at his waist, and he was not allowed to talk.
Hua Yuman glanced at him. "Pinch it, don't kiss it, what are you nervous about?" After finishing his hand, he was going to pinch the snow mark, but the hand had not touched it, and her body turned. The man was banned in the arms of the thirteen.
"Thinking for the husband, I feel that if the small feathers really like the skin of the rice snow, I will cut it off and give it to you. Every day, you will not touch it enough. How?"
Thirteen twilight deep, Hua Yuman immediately retracted his hand in horror, and said in a tone: "Well, I don't pinch it."
The snow marks were gone, and they ignored the two people. His face was so beautiful that he could be cut off.
Hua Yuman was hugged back to the room by thirteen and a half, and when she entered the room, she took her hand and touched her face. "How is it?"
Hua Yuman retracted his hand and said with a red face: "I just want to see if the face of the rice snow mark is really smoother than a woman, and people are just curious."
Thirteen leaned over and kissed her cheek, carefully stroked her face, "how smooth and tender, how to get small feathers."
The small feathers of an ice muscle jade bone can be broken, soft, dagger moths, and the gestures of the hands can not move his eyes, there are better people in the world than her.
His little feathers are longer and more beautiful. Sometimes he will worry, what can be done in two years, now a sea blue dazzle makes him depressed...
"Don't go to the sun, you said that Mi Xuexue Niang's secret recipe is really useful? Isn't the beauty of his mother's family not born to be unique?"
Thirteen times passed back to God and tapped her cute nose. "Do you want it? I let him bring it to you!"
Hua Yuman blinked. "Can it? Isn't that the same as baby?"
The things that the mother and daughter are willing to spend so much thought and heart, must not be anything!
"As long as it is what the little feathers want, what can't be. I will let him take it for you later."
However, it is an ancient one. Although the snow marks are usually placed on the body, it is only because it is the relic of his mother. He did not see him as a big man.
Hua Yuman’s heart is happy, and it’s rare to take the initiative to kiss him on the face of Thirteen. He is happy to be careful of the liver and tremble, and he is passive and active. He is very enjoyable with a little enthusiasm.
The atmosphere in Wen’s atmosphere rose hotly, but there was a loud noise and Mo Ziting’s stinking sound next door.
You, the bird, you promised me, how can you leave seeds in it...

Hua Yuman asked questioningly, "Seed? What seeds?"
Thirteen for a while, he was depressed, and he had to go down and let the shopkeeper change the room of the dead boy, so that the little feathers would not be heard!
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