Chapter 1817: The resurrection of the protagonist, the red face 77.3

Dye the white light on black to see if it is as beautiful as ever.
The hundred miles licked the lips, and the dull look appeared in the eyes of the wolves.
He wants... um? What do you want? I feel confused at the moment.
Or it should be said that this sudden burst of feelings, especially fast, especially turbulent, let him take care of it.
Especially... the other party is still a man.
but...
Lazily leaning against the stone wall next to it, it was suppressed, as if it were a lone wolf with a prey to prepare for the shot.
Focus, aggression, possession, is clearly visible on his face.
Since ancient times, there have been allusions of beautiful people with heroes, and there are also many peaches and tales. He is well-deserved, and naturally it is possible.
I don't know what I thought, and the expression on my face became more and more obvious.
Looking for a brow, looking back, but nothing, the folds are deeper.
She clearly felt a kind of overbearing peep, can...
"Yue Qing, you can help me get some tea." The feeling came again, and I found it uncomfortable to find something to divert attention.
If there is someone in the dark, the identity that can appear here is inevitably low.
Is it a woman?
Immediately shook his head and veto, the woman has absolutely no such temperament, not her.
Yue Qing quickly took the opportunity to find what he wanted, and temporarily interrupted the idea of ​​seeking.
The tea moves slowly and elegantly, and the teaspoon dials the pink petals inside the tea.
Make sure that they are shrinking due to the intrusion of cold water. Unclean objects are also discharged from the inside, and they are placed on the stone table where the sunlight can shine.
Continue to be orderly to prepare other things, under the huge willow tree, the man in the water-blue gown, sitting on it, the right side is the green lotus swaying in the wind.
The long lotus flower and the blooming lotus flower collide from time to time, like a playful child.
In this hot afternoon, there is a unique taste.
On the right is a cluster of white flowers in full bloom, like jasmine, with a delicate fragrance.
As the wind blew out, it was fascinating and intoxicating.
The branches on the willows don't seem to be outdone, and they sway back and forth.
All around him, like a child who is robbing attention, childish and cute.
The eyes of the hundred miles flashed, he was more delicious than he thought, feeling.
just...
Some distressed, he is not afraid, that is, those old antiques.
When I think about this, I feel very uncomfortable.
I don't know why, he can't tolerate her being hurt, even if it is not like this.
It’s really a devil. He’s actually a goblin change, specifically to seduce him.
Well, it must be.
However, this leprechaun he likes, regardless of gender, is simply like, as for what he likes, he can not say anything.
It is the feeling that you should like it. He is a very important person and he cannot lose.
That feeling, as if they were a pair in their previous lives.
I don’t care about these things, and I don’t believe in him in this life. This will actually have such an idea. It’s incredible.
However, he still feels particularly reasonable. It is really poisoned and very deep.
Looking for the lips that I want to move, because the light and shadow of the starting point of the scorpion is half-squeaky, the long eyelashes successfully cover the look inside.
She would like to give the secret voyeuristic guy a boiled water to let him taste the fire.
Mommy, oh, this is a big summer, even if this place is relatively cool, but stared at by one person, but also intends to be derailed?
There will be temper in my heart, ok?
What's more, she has determined that the person in the dark is a man.
A man who is wearing a men's dress at this moment has an attempt, which is to find out that she is a man, or is it...
No matter which one, she is a little uneasy, her heart is up and down, this is her first time to do the task, no bottom.
Although I felt that something was wrong, I didn’t think much because her water was open.
Use a teaspoon to place the petals into the prepared cup, then pour a third of the boiling water and cover the lid.
Fingers swayed back and forth with a small teacup. After waiting for a few tens of seconds, the lid was opened and the rich fragrance was released.
Even after getting far away, Bailiyi felt that he smelled the fragrance.
When he thought he was going to drink, he poured the soaked tea...
fall down...
Up...
Hey, what does this mean?
Then he saw again, she once again filled the cup with water, and added amber bright liquid, like honey.
Stir two times with a spoon, add a simmer, and cover.
Baili stared at the cup of tea on the table. From her beginning to the present, there was half a musk time.
Why is it still not good, this is a good smell.
Want to try it, what should I do?
However, wait, wait, I don't know how long, he still didn't see her open the cup.
Just when he almost couldn't hold back, the lid finally opened.
At the moment of opening, the lingering fog appeared in front of him, and his elegant and beautiful face was dyed with a sense of scent.
At that moment, he seemed to see a person who was truly outside the world.
Then the butterfly that flew, did not know where to come from, surrounded by him, and some stayed on the finger where he still held the lid.
Some stayed on the edge of the cup with a shallow mist, beautiful.
Whether it is a still picture or a moving one, it is obsessive.
There is a illusion that Baili has stepped on the paradise on earth. Otherwise, how can he see scenes that will only be seen in those paintings?
Really too... too... For a time he couldn’t find the right word to describe it.
"Miss, you can really like you when you look at these little things. Every time you make a cup of tea, they have to come."
Yuexi smiled at the opening, the sound was crisp, and it was as nice as Huang Qi.
And those butterflies that were stopped seemed to be used to it, and they were not shocked. Instead, they boldly circled around her and finally fell to the green lotus next to them.
"Oh..." Looking for a chuckle, his eyes gazed softly at the colorful group of little guys in front of him.
She learned from her memory that the original master not only soaked the chic good tea, but also triggered all the strange sights.
Also because of taking medicine from a young age, with aroma, and her own tranquility, it can trigger the good feelings of animals.
It’s just that these things don’t know much. After all, she lives as a man.
If these more feminine phenomena are spread, it will lead to a lot of jokes.
"Take this to you, don't know if she will be upset when she first came to this cage."
Look for a sigh, put the almost flowered petals up and hand it to the moon.
Yue Qing reached out and took a dissatisfaction in his eyes.
She still remembers the performance of the former lady, and she does not want to give the son's mind to those who do not know how to be good.
Most importantly, she felt that the lady had changed and became... no longer the one they knew.