Chapter 1379: You want to like me, like a little longer 331

Chapter 1379, you want to like me, like a little longer 331
He seems to be in a good mood, and even his eyes are very light smiles.
Chaucer gently licked the corner of his lips. In the end, he did not dare to follow it. He silently walked down the stone steps of the water platform and boarded the boat.
The hand of Mobi Mo has not been put down yet, Chaucer can only put his hand on his hand, and then gently hold her cold hand, holding her hand, holding people Brought into the painting.
At this time, on another ship not far away, when Li Hai saw that His Royal Highness had gone to pick up the beauty, this was suddenly awakened, and did not dare to disturb the Yassin of His Royal Highness, so he followed it far away. .
Bianbian Mo only let the boatman drive to a quiet place, and he personally gave Joe a drink in the painting. When he passed it, Chaucer suddenly paused. He looked at her, and asked: "Don't drink?"
Chaucer shook his head. In the end, he took over the cup of the hand that the Prince had handed over. He took a sip of wine and lowered his head.
It’s probably drunk, but it’s this time, he’s still awkward, and he’s drinking a cup. The voice is very low:
What is your name?

Chaucer’s voice is still cold: "Chaucer."
"Joe, 冉," 晟 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫It’s very nice.

Chaucer held a cup and said, "Thank you for your admiration of His Royal Highness," and then sipping the wine from the cup.
The burning liquor seemed to accidentally lick the throat. Chaucer just coughed a few times, and the corners of his eyes were covered with wet marks. The eye makeup was dizzy, and I looked at the cold posture I saw.
She looked at her and her throat was tight: "Is it alright?"
Joe nodded, and the voice became slightly uncomfortable: "His Royal Highness, can I... go back?"
I was not very kind to ask a question: "Do you have something?"
Chaucer shouldn’t have rebelled, but when he thought about the temperament of the troupe, he still gently said his head: "Well."
"Well, this king will send you back."
Miao Bian Mo stood up from the painting, but because he was drunk and added to the boat, people shook a little and wanted to go out, but the station was not stable at all. After the good heart got up and helped him in the past, but the hand just touched the arm of the side of the side, the boat swayed again, and now, the drunken side of the side directly overthrew Joey down...
Chaucer was crushed by his whole body, and he snorted and his breath trembled a little.
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And Chaucer’s cold scorpion finally showed a slight panic. She struggled and suppressed her voice and shouted: "His Royal Highness... you let go..."
When the voice did not fall, Chaucer was blocked by his lips.
As if she was thinking about it, her body was a faint plum blossom.
Wrapped hair, disordered breathing, fingertips struggle, more than a thousand times more than the aria in the stage, under his body.
......
The ship did not know when it was on the shore, and it was quiet all around, away from the center of the lake.
(End of this chapter)