Chapter 400: appease

There was still half a walnut in his mouth, and he was almost not caught. Mu Xiyao glared at the eyes, and the man opposite the book was calm and calm, and it was as insignificant as what she said before.
"You said that Ping Wang colluded with two Jin...is it?" Or she didn't sleep well after lunch this afternoon, her mind was not sober, and she was confused.
The pen was given a batch of Zhu in the chapter, and Zong Zhenglin was slightly lifted, and her stupid bun face looked like a fingertip. Regrettably, I slammed a thick glimpse of the singer, and the prince of the prince, squatting and licking her scorpion, continued to govern.
"Lonely look like a joke?"
Never, never. Your dead face, laughing and laughing is too difficult for you.
The opposite man is not a face-to-face. When coercing her, the look of the eyes is superb and fascinating. However, it was too strict in the past, and I used to put it on the shelf.
"Ping Wang this person, it will not be so confused." Tentatively licking her boss, Mu Xiyao decided that the man must have moved his hands and feet.
It’s not wise to say this, but Yuan Chengdi is still bedridden, but he hasn’t died yet. The prince is in charge of the country and there is no turmoil in the political affairs. What is his ruling? I haven't seen Ning Wang An'an to divide Jingzhou, except to return to Beijing more than a year ago to give the Queen Mother Fu Ling, and then return to the land, it is very rules.
The two of them secretly pondered, one is burying their heads. Mu Xiyao finished the walnuts in his mouth, and took another one. He slammed and slammed, suddenly breaking the silence in the hall.
Every time Tian Fushan, who was outside the hall, heard this sound, his heart and liver trembled. The master took the emperor's golden dragon inlaid jade paper town to the Prince, and the walnut was especially strong. The gift of the royal family... You are the master of the Lord.
As if he had prayed for him, the temple had finally heard the imperial warning of His Royal Highness. "Jiaojiao."
The big manager secretly shook his head. The master son, you reprimanded the good goddess, called such a relative, who can listen to the ear? It’s not such an accent.
"If you say that you only use three, you have to say nothing." The little woman is greedy, and there is intemperance. When I touched an hour, it was time for dinner, and she should have no appetite.
Standing on the outside of Tian Fushan, an old face was completely pulled down. Prince, what do you value?
He was caught on the spot, and Mu Xiyao sat down physically. Squinting and looking at it, but seeing the man's phoenix eye, the line of sight still falls on her, the look is harsh.
It’s really guilty to push the plate to a farther position. The little hand quickly opened the smashed shell, dexterously fiddling out the walnut kernel, and threw the biggest head in his mouth before he got up and came to him. Bent down and asked to pinch it together, squinting and smiling, and sent it to his mouth.
This woman... Zong Zhenglin’s eyebrows jumped, and the hand holding the pen was slightly unstable.
"Don't you be so delicate and respectful?" Three did not expect her from the four virtues. The story of the "let pear" that the little woman said to her son always remembers.
Doesn't this respect you? Otherwise who would like to see your face. Under the heart, the face is sweet and greasy. The index finger pushed the walnut into his mouth.
There is no small to test the poison here, but no one like her, the manner of rudeness can be described as rude.
Hit his eyes and look deep, Mu Xiyao does not feel different. On the contrary, I feel that the old man is half-squatting and wants his uncle to hold on for a long time. Her waist is not enough.
"You are here and you are both here. You are always used to staying very good, good to eat and play, which is not tight first. This time you are busy, don't bother you, come from It’s good to take care of yourself.
It’s true that you’re everywhere, and you’ll be rare.
Do you wear a high hat for him? The eldest son of the Prince Edward was high and wanted to laugh with her. He saw the woman feeding his fingers and put it on his lips. He looked natural and did not notice that the move was inappropriate.
Zong Zhenglin’s twilight sinks. The palm of the hand pressed against the chapter made a three-pointer. It’s only two days before the filial piety period, and the little goblins are all lyrical. It is because of her inadvertent modality that it is even more harmful. The confession is very good!
His Royal Highness is very high, but she is not good at her. She can only blame Mu Xiyao for being unruly and telling him that he is not distracted.
"When you go to the other side, sit down and talk. There are some rules." The face does not change color, and people will fall farther. These are very persistent, and the temper is not called for him to succeed. It’s not to be embarrassed, and the prince is not immune to the need to suppress the embarrassment that she has provoked.
Stinky man, turned his face in a blink of an eye. I only ate the benefits she gave, and I didn’t have any politeness. Muttering and sulking turned around, people were caught in the front hall to accompany the driver, boss under the eyes of the adults, can not allow her to make too much.
The most important thing, in the slightest... He hid his mind?
Sitting behind the next chief case, he took up the lake pen and stopped at the moment.
Why did Zong Zhenghan fall into his calculations? That man will not be the master of any slaughter.
Why does Zong Zhenglin seem to have something to worry about, and his eyes are dark and thick, and he seems to be unable to solve it...
Into the spring, there is still light in the temple in the evening. There is no need for a palm lamp, and the afterglow of the wide open temple door comes in, just in the middle of her. Soft and warm, the small woman's side profile is gentle, and the slightly lowered eyelashes are finely curled. It seems that the mouth is broken and smashed, the curve of the lips is very beautiful, and the curvature is slightly raised upwards.
A white magnolia carved on the head, the golden jade beads on the tassels, faintly shining, lining her bright color, it is two bright.
The prolonged figure after the book case coincides with the exquisite figure of the woman.
When Zong Zhenglin was completely obsessed with Mu Xiyao, she looked at her for a long time and looked very unclear.
When she was feeding him, he couldn’t stop jumping. The first thing that came to mind was that this morning, he was the most heart-warming leader and personally sent the paper.
Suddenly knowing the secret of the horror, let him be angry and prosperous, but it is a seizure. It is too late, it is to block the person, it does not help.
At the end, the secret newspaper was ignited by himself, and the corners of the paper were slowly curled and burned to ashes. The taste of the heart is full of taste.
It’s not that there is no blame and hate, but it can’t erase the blood. Commanded people to secretly change the improper soup, Zong Zhenglin all morning, my heart is extremely depressed.
Until the afternoon, I couldn't help but call her over, seeing the twin-colored bright scorpion, with naughty but clear water, full of money like a moon, the heart of the stagnation only disappeared little by little.
At this time, I will see her quietly on the side of her body. The small appearance is still not honest. I bite the pen and I don’t know where I am thinking. Fortunately, such a woman, laughing and screaming at him, is true. There is still such a baby in the harem, like a dark dark palace suddenly jumped into a touch of light.
The anger was calmed down by her, and the rest was only pity.
As he tied her, she would be with her. Even if she is rich and noble, she is not willing to do what she wants. In this life, she also wants to leave half a step.