Chapter 1120: You want to like me, like a little longer 72

Xuan Jiu, who was opened up, blushes, and when he reacts, the person has been pressed on the bed.
"Don't make trouble..." Xuan Jiu pushed the hand that pushed him all the way down his back. "What happened to you today..."
"I can't get used to the stray dog. You didn't care much about me for the past two days..." Ning Cheng far away.
Xuan Jiuqi smiled. "How do you still be jealous with a puppy? Ning Chengyuan is not a dog."
Ning Cheng looked at him with a long distance. "You are not saying that I am a little wolf dog? Anyway, you can't leave me alone!"
Xuan Jiu was kissed by him for a while, and he took no hesitation. Well, he promised him. Ning Cheng had to smash the clothes on his body so that he could go to the spring...
......
However, this night is young and sleepless.
Originally, she was thinking about waiting for the approval of this night, and then went to Wenjian to talk about it, but the subordinates she sent to the military camp to inquire about the news that Wen Jian is still in the military camp...
At that time, the night was already deep.
When Qing heard this, she thought of the temper, and she was still thinking about it. She was still asleep, but she was afraid that she would be ridiculed in the middle of the night. Therefore, she was dressed up in a costume. After that, sneaked over the wall.
She rode her horse to the military camp and rushed over.
At this time, the military camp was no more than the daytime, and it was quiet everywhere. Only the observatory stood still guarding and a little bit of fire.
The emergence of the childishness, but the start of the guard was shocked, but after guarding down, seeing is childish, thinking that it is childish, there is something urgent to go back to the military camp, and did not ask anything, let her go in.
Qing was very anxious to find a circle in the military camp, and finally found a gentle man at the shooting range.
The young child stood under the shooting range and was stupid.
Her little brother, who is fluttering and warm, like jade, is standing on the shooting range, bowing and archery.
He didn't know how long it was practiced. She saw the blood flowing through his fingers.
Some glare.
The range of 500 meters, but also hit the bullseye, the young can not do it.
Wen Jian, what is this to do...
When Qinghua couldn’t help but run to the shooting range, in the dark, I didn’t know where the soldiers came out to stop her.
Princess, the prince commanded, unless Wen’s son left, no one can go up to help. he."
"Let me go!" Qing child red eyes opened him, but the soldiers had to bite her head with a scalp, and the child had to pull a sword from him, his eyes with a sharp and clear light.
The sergeant was pushed away, and anyone could stop it, but now this person is childish, and the daughter of the king, who dares to hurt...
If he really bites the scalp and blocks the person, he is afraid that it is the king who wants to take him.
Qing was on the shooting range, holding a sword in his hand and shaking his hand slightly.
Wen Jian still held a heavy bow and arrow in his hand. He heard the movement, turned his head and looked at it. He saw the childishness, his eyes were a little tired, but he still looked straight at her.
The wind in the night was very big, and the fire around the shooting range was blown by the wind, and the light and shadow flickered, making people look unreal.
The young child came, and stopped, a pair of eyes red, staring at him, biting his lower lip, throwing out the sword in his hand, jingling a harsh sound, fell to his feet.