Chapter 2739: Real world 89

Chapter 2739 Real World 89
Muxiang looked curiously at the lipstick in his hand. "Is this lipstick? I smell a faint rose fragrance."
"Paint it, give it a try."
After the musk was applied to the mirror, the dull skin seemed to turn white for a moment.
"Mu sister's lipstick is so beautiful, it is easy to apply, and the color looks good." Muxiang loves it.
Bei Yu Yan saw that she was so precious, and smiled and said: "This lipstick will give you."

Really?
Musk eyes lit up and delighted to take the lipstick away.
Xiaomoer looked at the musk and was sent by a lipstick to the big one. She couldn’t help but say: "My sister, it’s really easy to satisfy. If she knows there are a lot of good things behind, she will be crazy.


Be contentment. People sometimes have too many desires to make things that annihilate humanity.

A little ink child.
He felt that the mother had already said this in her sentence.
"Continue to study."
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Southern Tang Dynasty
The wind detached from the dust and arrived in the capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Chang'an. Chang'an has gathered from the ancient literati and the people, the people are outstanding, and the talents come forth. This is the center of politics and economy. Its prosperity is no different from Kyoto, and even better.
The wind was detached from the gate of Zhongwu Houfu, and the moonlight entered silently. He searched for a room and found a room for a woman.
In the room he saw a portrait, the woman in the painting exactly matched the woman in his dream.
He does not believe that there is such a coincidence in the world.
The wind was separated by the moonlight, walking in the house, and went to the ear room. The Chinese room in the room was four treasures, and the house was spotless, as if the owner of the house was still alive.
He went to the desk and picked up a book on the table with many notes on one side of the book.
A night pearl appeared in the hand, and a soft glow appeared in the dark room.
When his eyes saw the small words of the book, the body was struck by lightning and stayed on the spot.
His hand trembled slightly to the line of small characters.
This is her handwriting, just like a dream.
She is the person in her dreams.
The woman who told him not to forget her face.
The wind smudged the small lines of the line, and the eyes were full of soft light.
"Hey."
"Are you really gone?"
The heart of the wind is like being caught by people, and breathing becomes difficult.
Suddenly, a slight footstep came from outside the house. If it is a vulgar warrior, I am afraid I can't hear the sound.
The wind looks away from the trace, and the night pearl is collected, and the darkness is instantly restored in the house.
He jumped for life and disappeared in place.
The North Xing Army couldn't sleep, as it was in the past, walking toward her daughter's boudoir, but she saw a faint light in the rain. He was amazed, his eyes were slightly twisted, and he slowly approached there.
The faint light that had not yet approached the house disappeared, his brows tightened, and the pace at his feet did not stop, moving on.
Carefully push open the door, and through the faint moonlight, the house is quiet.
The North Xing Army lit the candlelight in the house and looked around. Everything in the house remained as it was, just like the faint light that he had just seen, but his own illusion.
North Xingjun sat down on the chair and looked around. His face appeared in front of his daughter. His eyes unconsciously showed warmth, but when his reason returned to reality, his eyes were full of pain.
"Rain, it is not protecting you. Rest assured, you will never let you die. Anyone who is sorry for you, I will help you get back."
(End of this chapter)