Chapter 129: Deceptive Uncle 27

As a result, he saw that the man who had not seen for many days shivered on the rock, and was soaked, but looked at him with a pair of wet eyes.
Such a look is different from the number of warmth that looked at him in the past. The clear and sleek eyes were flushed with water, and they looked red at him, looking straight at him with clear and clear resentment.
Qian Qianmo took her to the shore, and she couldn’t help but explain the body’s outer shirt and put it on her.
Go back to the king to change clothes.

The number of warmth has to be asked to understand: "Is it the arrow that Wang Ye shot?"
"Yes... I..." Ning Chengyuan, though a hairy hair, still honestly admitted.
The number of warmth stared at him, licking his mouth and not talking.
Ning Cheng far raised his hand and surrendered: "I just thought that it was only animals hiding in the grass... I was wrong..."
Qian Qianmo snorted from the nose and turned and took a bow from the horse to give a few warmth. "You shoot back."
When I was warm, I looked at my face again, but I took the bow and arrow and looked up at the thousand inks next to me. I finally bit my lip and took the arrow and raised my hand to Ningchengyuan not far away. Aiming at it, although the eyes are full of water vapor, it seems to be washed out more clearly and clearly, staring straight into the direction of Ning Chengyuan.
Ning Cheng far didn't think that this little wild cat came true, and suddenly his face was white. "The number of warm girls, I said that I was wrong! I really didn't mean it! You..."
The voice did not fall, the arrow in the warm hand had already shot out, and accurately passed through the crown of Ning Cheng’s far-haired hair, and suddenly broke his hair and inserted his crown into him. On the tree behind him.
"Good arrow method." Su Huangqi came to a late voice.
Ning Cheng has a lot of surprises and a lack of image, especially when the hair is scattered, just like a madman.
The number of warmth is also very simple, he makes her so embarrassed, she wants him to be embarrassed.
It was also late to see that Ji Xi was away from the shackles, and Ji Xi was sitting right away. Obviously he saw this scene of several warm archery, but what he thought was, why did she shoot arrows... and, arrows The surgery is not bad, where is it going...
"Getting started." When Qian Qianmo saw her out, she took away the arrows in the warm hands and took her hand to take her to the camp outside the woods to change clothes, but the number of warmth pushed his hand and shook Shaking his head said: "Thank you, Wang, I am fine."
Then the body sneezed very unrealistically.
She licked the red nose and wanted to say something, and she had already been forced to hold the horse.
He whispered a whistle: "The four brothers are amazing!"
The number of people who were forced to get on the horse heard the tone of their optimistic drama. The little face swelled a touch of red, but they still whispered and said, "I am playing with my classmates, I have to go find them."
The man on the top of the head faintly "hmm", then looked up and looked at Ning Chengyuan: "Go to the woods to find a few warm students, you can not use the military camp tomorrow."
Ning Cheng Yuan suddenly straightened his eyes, and looked at it with a look of "Yu Qian Mo, you have not saved, in order to marry a little girl, you can still play like this!" Unbelievable!
But he was very honest and nodded, "Packed on me!"
It is not a person who does not leave.
晟 Thousands of inks looked down at the number of long eyelashes with wet answers, and asked her: "Is there a problem?"
But Qian Qianmo just asked her a question, and she did not wait for her answer, she had already taken her with her horse.
The number of thousands of ink ribbons was warmed up to the camp outside the woods, because there was no clothing for her, and she could only put on her clothes, but he could wear her dress as a dress. After putting on it, the number of warmth had to pull up the wide cuffs layer by layer. He looked at her in the tent and looked at her so hard to wear her clothes, but there was a different feeling in her heart.
A few warm clothes to wear his clothes.
The number of warm skeletons is small, and wearing his clothes is like a child who secretly wears adult clothes, which is even more petite.
Just as the number of warmth was still entangled in the cuffs, Qian Qianmo had stepped toward her, and when she had not had time to react, she pressed her to herself.
The number of warm eyes is beautiful, and this time I look at the thousands of inks, and the light red, like angry, but the red face is really like.
Qian Qianhan hugged her relatives for a while before letting go of her.
The number of warmth did not dare to say anything, bowed his own lips, and silently arranged the large robe.
But this time, Qian Qian took her little hand and bent down to help her pull the clothes. When she got up, she did not mention the previous things. She gently opened her lips and said: "Tonight, I will accompany the king. Meal."
The number of warm eyes whispered: "I have to go to work at night."
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Hearing the words, the number of people quieted down and lowered their heads and did not speak.
But she was so reluctant to look like this, but she made the face of Qian Qianmo more indifferent, and said: "The number is warm, don't know how to be good."
The number of warmth finally squinted at the lower eyelids and said softly: "I have to go back and talk to the boss."
"This king will send people."
The number of warmth was a glimpse, but then I realized what was coming, yes, where she was, what she was doing, and where she escaped the eyes of thousands of inks.