: 1810, beautiful like a misty man

Because Feng Wei is a friend of Xue Yihan, she never thought about leaving a heart for the Feng people, or a deeper understanding.
In fact, not only the Feng nationality, she did not really understand the places like Xuerui City, Yuanyou Mountain and Feimo.
All of this comes from his trust in Xue Yihan and his trust in his friends.
She looked at Xue Yihan quietly and didn't know what to say for a while.
Xue Yihan also looked at the Chaos baby and smiled and kissed her on her lips.
"What are you thinking about, then being ecstatic?"
The bright fog turned around and reached out and grabbed the neck of Xue Yihan, and took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek of Xue Yihan's lips.
"I was thinking about the Fengshen fan, I want to see it. But I feel that suddenly I have a fan of the Phoenix fan to show me, some are not appropriate."
Xue Yi Han face, kissed the lips of Chaos baby...
The fiery kiss instantly ignited two people, but the bright fog was reaching out and blocking the snowy kiss.
"We have been in for a long time, or else, go out first!"
Xue Yihan smiled and hugged the Chaos baby, then hugged it back to the bed and leaned down, deepening the kiss again.
"It’s so lively outside, it doesn’t hinder us from being intimate...

The bright fog flashed away and avoided the kiss of Xue Yihan.
"Chaotic baby, you are hiding from me, I want to kiss you more... You hide again, I am afraid I can't help but want you."
Xue Yihan's hand tightened a little, and the chaotic baby in his arms could only let him kiss.
Xue Yihan smiled. Today, all the eyes of this girl are on other men. Although he knows that there is nothing, he is still inexplicably unhappy.
He thought, how good the Chaos baby's eyes have been on him.
Ming Mist Yan did not know what Xue Yihan was thinking. Although she was kissed by Xue Yihan, she still did not forget the business.
"I said I want to see the Phoenix fan!"
Xue Yihan kissed her little mouth and smiled: "There is nothing to look at in the Fengshen fan, Chaos baby, you usually have to look at your husband."
Ms. Yan was helpless, and she sighed. "The people are telling you something right!"
"Well, what I told you is also a business." Xue Yihan looked at her with a serious look.
When will this girl know what he is thinking?
Mingwu Yan stretched his hand and held the face of Xue Yihan. He kissed him on the cheek on his left side: "Do you want me to watch the Fengshen fan, so I deliberately fight?"
If she wants something in peacetime, Xue Yihan should not be able to perfuse her.
Xue Yihan smacked her little head and gently swung her palm over her back. "Chaotic baby, if you really doubt anything, don't look at the Fengshen fan first."
"Are you afraid that I will be a snake?"
Mingwuyan looked seriously at Xue Yihan.
Some things, although she did not say to Xue Yihan, but she thinks that Xue Yihan also feels it!
"I am afraid that someone will hurt you." Xue Yihan hugged the Chaos baby, and his tone was serious.
Nothing is more important than the safety of a chaotic baby, so, some things, he does not want Chaoshan baby to bear the brunt.
Mingwuyan is silent!
After a long time, she looked up and looked at Xue Yihan seriously. "If I said, I am doubting the people of the Feng nationality? With the direction of doubt, am I moving or not moving the Feng nationality?"
Xue Yihan looked at the Chaos baby, but scorned her soft long hair. "As long as you have the perfect grasp, as long as you don't come out, as long as you don't get hurt, you will support you if you want to do something."

Mingwuyan heard Xue Yihan say this, she leaned over and grabbed his arm. "Now the three kingdoms of the temple are not likely to have ten grasps. I can not go out and try not to let myself Injured, but what kind of support is your support?"
Xue Yihan smiled and tapped her pink lips. "What kind of support do you want?"
"I... I want you to leave it alone!"
After thinking for a long time, finally Mingwuyan just said something like this.
She now suspects many things, and the biggest doubt is on the Phoenix side.
On the Feng national side, Xue Yihan once said that he trusted Feng Wei more than the Vatican.
Feng Lao is also a good friend of Xue Yi Han, and even her marriage to Xue Yihan is hosted by him.
If she moves the phoenix, it may have a bigger impact and it is not kind.
However, as the main of the temple of God, she had to do this after discovering the problem.
However, when there is no absolute evidence, she does not want to let Xue Yihan know.
Because, if you make a mistake, it will make the snow easy for you...
"Well. I don't care, my only task now is to look at you." Xue Yihan smiled and hugged the Chaos baby.
"It's time to go out."
"Yeah." Mingwuyan quickly took care of his hair and clothes, and then left the marriage space.
Xue Yihan took a step later. He looked at the hip flask and the cup that the Chaos baby used to hold the wine, and then smelled it under the nose.
Gradually, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes...
No matter who it is, those who dare to count him and the Chaos baby should not be forgiven!
On the side of the banquet hall, more than half of the food and wine cuisine has already begun, and the singing and dancing performances have already started in full swing.
When the misty face came out, it was attracted by the wonderful dance on the stage.
This is a story about the Baihua Elves performed by the disciples of Baihua Temple. The petals are decorated with beautiful people and light dances, combined with beautiful piano sounds. The whole picture is very beautiful and attractive.
At this moment, a woman suddenly walked to the side of Mingwuyan, whispered: "You are the niece of the Elf Emperor, can you please do me a favor?"
The misty face was slightly stunned and turned around.
When she saw a woman dressed in a costume of a seven-drinking disciple standing behind her with a jug of wine, she was slightly confused. "Is there anything?"
The female disciple whispered: "There is a person standing outside, wanting to see the Elf Emperor, asking me to report it. I don't know if it should be reported, so I would like to ask you."
The fog is faint, "Who?"
"I don't know this very well. It seems to come from the Elven Kingdom. I don't know if there is any urgent matter."
Mingwuyan thought for a moment and said: "You take me to see."
"Well, you come with me."
The bright fog went to the outside of the banquet, and at first glance he saw a man standing outside, beautiful like a mist.
This man, Ming Mist Yan is very familiar, but has not seen it for a long time.
He is, the hundred miles of fog.
"It's him, do you want to ask in the past?"
Mingwu smiled, "You let him wait, I used to call us the Elf Emperor."
"okay!"
Ming Mist Yan immediately turned around and went to inform Fusang.