Chapter 104: Deceptive Uncle 1

Li Yuan listened, frowned and said: "The number of warm girls go to the bookstore and explain to the prince, Wang Ye thought that something happened to you, only to send someone out to find you."
The number of warm words could not help but stunned, probably did not expect that Qian Qianmo would come back so soon...
She had to nod her head and went to the bookstore.
The door of the bookstore was half open, and the number of warm taps a little, and whispered, "Wang Ye."
The people inside have passed it for a while and then said: "Come in."
The number of warmth came in, and saw Qian Qiancha sitting in front of the couch and looking at her book. The look was very flat. Seeing her come in, she looked up at her and lightly opened her lips: "Where?"
The number of warmth and said to Li Yuan and he said it again.
晟 Thousands of inks frowned slightly: "Isn't you waiting for the king outside the city?"
The number of warmth hangs down, silently.
"Wait for too long?" Qian Qianmo knows that today is an accident in his military camp. He has to deal with it in an emergency. It is his own punctuality, and his tone is slightly relieved.
A few warmth: "The number is not warm, just think... Wang Ye is too busy, don't want to delay the prince, so I went back to the city."
"Today's unexpected situation is very busy." Qian Qianmo was originally a bit angry. After all, the number of warmth ran away without hesitation, he would also worry, but now see the small things standing in front of them, and I feel that I have been waiting for her for too long.
He looked at the number of warmth and said: "Now go to the moon forest and still have time."
When the number of warmth thought he was accompanied by Ji Xi, now come back to marry her?
It seems... really like a little fresh pet.
The number warmed and shook his head gently: "I still don't go, Wang is busy."
晟 Thousands of inks have cooled down: "This king is now busy."
That tone, some of the ingredients that are warm and ignorant.
The number of warm silence for a while, or bowed his head, gently responded, promised to go with him.
However, Qian Qianmo felt that the number of warmth was reluctant, and he had the meaning of forcing her to go.
The number of warmth has been low and his head is not willing to look at him, just like the treacherous battle that he would bring him into the palace.
Qian Qian ink frowned and walked up to her, Shen Sheng said: "Look up."
The number of warmth raised his head, but he still frowned.
Qian Qianmo looked at her little face for a while, and reached out and squeezed her cheek gently. The voice was soft. "Well, how long will it be angry with this king?"
The number of warmth squinted at the delicate eyebrows, and was forced to look into his dark, dark eyes, and whispered: "The number is warm and not angry."
Qian Qianmo put down his hand and bowed his head and bowed his sleeves. He said: "It seems that no torture can be asked."
A few warmth, the subconscious tightened the small mouth.
The next moment, I heard that Qian Qian ink was cold and said: "It used to be on the couch."
The number is warm and the eyelashes are hydrated.
But in the end, I walked over without a word, silently squatting on the couch, the upper body was lying on the couch, and the two hands were clutching the bedding underneath, probably still uneasy and afraid.
Qian Qianmo also noticed this, but still did not see the warmth and the desire for mercy, he stood behind her, staring at the little girl's very round buttocks, mustache, palms hit her ass, very heavy Force, suddenly issued a slamming sound, a few warm pains to bite the lip but still let the pain screamed over the lips, but it was a stiff, apparently did not expect that the so-called torture torture is such a torture ......