Chapter 533: Renovation of counterfeit goods

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After releasing the secrets, Nalan put some heart on the night.
Although he did not make it clear, he believed that Luo Qingying would be very vigilant. She is so smart, even if he is not with her, she will be able to take care of herself and wait for him to come back safely.
It’s just that Nalan’s night can’t be completely relieved. At the thought of Luo Qingying, she had already had a big belly and endured all kinds of inconveniences. Now she must beware of the person who assassinated her. He would like to kill the counterfeit goods around him!
Forbearance!
When he finds out the details of the counterfeit goods and solves the war as soon as possible, he must rush back in the first place.
Closing the case file in front of him, Nalan got up and left the city government to go to the military camp outside the city. Yuan Xing followed him and immediately whispered: "Marshal, is it going to see Wang Hao?"
Yuan Xing did not expect Luo Qingyi to come back to the side, although the two did not tell him the reason, but he also guessed. It must be that Wang Hao misses the tyranny of the prince. Otherwise, how can he get so dangerous in the war zone, and make it so embarrassing?
Since Wang Hao came, he obviously can see that the Marshal is not the same as before. The time of meditation has become more and more, must be secretly missing Wang Hao? It’s just that there are too many people in the military camp, and the war is very important. Wang Ye should focus on the overall situation. He can’t be intimate with Wang Hao. Otherwise, this marshal will be like Wang Jing in the capital city.
I couldn't help but snicker in my heart. Yuan Xing didn't think that one of his princes was so cold. After he met Wang Hao, he changed. However, it is normal to think about it. Wang Hao is not an ordinary woman. No wonder it can make Wang Ye so obsessed with it.
Nalan walked a slower night and glanced back at Yuan Xing: "Why, do you have opinions?"
"Don't dare to dare." Yuan Xingli Ma Xiao's smile: "The marshal is free to go to see Wang Hao, and the next one is dare to talk. I am afraid that this will not wait for Wang Hao, the marshal is still rushing to go, the subordinate is not Excuse me."
When he finished, he snickered and wanted to step back.
Nalan night stopped him: "Wait."
"What else does the marshal command?"
"Wang Wang's business, remember not to disclose it, otherwise..."
Yuan Xing immediately took the chest and promised: "The marshal is relieved, and the subordinates understand that there will be no more mouths. I will go to the Yongan boy again, and when he dreams at night, he will say that the dreams have spread."
The Marshal is so nervous that Wang Hao is naturally afraid that the news that she appeared in the military camp will be unreported. After all, there is no woman in the military camp. The marshal is not able to bring family members. If it is known that Wang Hao’s identity has been passed to the capital, it will be troublesome to be known.
However, he did not understand that the marshal was so distressed that Wang Hao, can not wait to stick with her, then why should Wang Hao live in the military camp, and return to the city government every day? There haven't been so many wars recently. Even if the people who migrated in Xiangyang City were responsible for it, Guan Dongping was responsible. What did Wang Ye do so hard?
"Yeah." Nalan nodded nodly at night: "Right, you go to the kitchen and let them prepare some food, and they will be sent to the military camp."
"Marshal wants to dine with Wang Hao?" Yuan Xinggang asked, and immediately understood, the smile on his face was like stealing a cat, and squatting back.
As soon as I saw Yuan Xing’s smiling face, Nalan knew that he had misunderstood. However, this misunderstanding he did not intend to explain, the woman is a counterfeit thing, for the sake of insurance, he did not even intend to say that Yuan Xing and Yongan, only to wait for when the flaws are revealed, he can use it.
Perhaps, he can also find out something from this woman and be able to successfully capture North Vietnam as soon as possible!
The lips flashed a touch of meaningful smile, and Nalan walked up to the barracks at night.
......
In the warm camp, the fire was raging, and the sword had just woke up from his dream.
Only after seeing Nalan for a few days, she actually dreamed of him. The sword shyly shook the reddish face and gathered the soft quilt. It seems that she really touched him, or how would she dream of him?
In the dream, Nalan night is extremely gentle to her, all kinds of pets, he kisses her, loves her, the kind of passionate picture now thinks that the sword feels blushing. She couldn't help but think back and forth again. I can't wait for the things in my dreams to be true. If Nalan night is really right for her, she is half-pushing, or...
"Qing, you woke up?" Hey, low and gentle words accompanied by a cold wind swept away, the sword was shocked, and it was Nalan’s night to see it, and suddenly he was looked at by him. The feeling of clear two Chu, shyly into the quilt.
"How do you want to sleep?" Nalan night quietly walked over and sat in front of the bed.
This woman’s expression is disgusting. Seeing his eyes is no different from those of the flower idiots. He is somewhat surprised. He is obviously guilty of speculating on the intentions of Luo Qing’s lurking beside him, but how can he show such disgustingness to him? Expression? Is it really that his charm is too big, even the enemy can not stop it?
I couldn't help but frown. Nalan had experienced countless such things before night, but for the first time I met someone who pretended to be a loquat. Where can't he see that this woman is only afraid of her own heart, so it is so artificial? Before he mistakenly thought that this woman is Luo Qingying, it seems that it is too far away.
His youth, even if he likes him again, will not behave like such an idiot. She is so smart, even if she likes him, she hides it in her heart and always asks him to take the initiative. She is like a cute and cute fox, so that he can't stop.
If he has not worked hard for a long time, I am afraid that Luo Qingyi will not be as gentle as it is now? Thinking of the month before departure, Nalan’s night was really a feeling of eating. Just thinking of the pretending gesture around him, hiding in the quilt to install a shy woman, he was guilty.
If she didn't want to find out her origins, he would have thrown her out of the chaos and killed him!
As long as it is an enemy, regardless of men and women, he does not have the heart of pity.
The quilt slowly opened a corner, and the sword was flushed out with a red face. But as soon as she saw Nalan’s night staring at her, she immediately remembered the dream of the dream, and she could barely speak.
Seeing that she had to hide back in the quilt, Nalan was impatient. He also wants to find an opportunity to spy on the inside story. This woman stupidly wastes time in hiding quilts, and she looks like a strange person. How can he ask?
Nailan night, uncovering the quilt, try to ease the tone: "Well, I will dizzy when I sleep again, get up and wash. I let Yuan Xing prepare lunch for you, and then I am sick again." Eat something, you know?"
It was only when I felt hungry, and the sword was twisted and pinched. Naran’s night saw that she only wore a belly pocket, and all the meat was exposed, very tempting. He glanced at him, his skin was still white, but he was still worse than his green scent. The smell of a sweet-scented osmanthus mixed with the smell, Nalan couldn't help but start.
When Luo Lanyi used this kind of flower dew occasionally, how did he feel good? Naturally light, inadvertently let him feel the desire to kiss her. But now... this smell appears on this woman, but it feels awkward.
While the sword was wearing a dress and sneaking on Nalan's night, he still blushes.
Just now, he glanced at her, and then he quickly fled over. Was it tempted by her body, and some could not help? The sword's movements became slower and slower. Looking at Nalan's night with shame, I couldn't help but think. If it is not in the military camp now, will Nalan night want to fire.
If she is active now, Nalan’s night is restrained, or she is desperate to have a hearty relationship with her...
"Hurry up, don't catch cold."
I was thinking, Nalan’s voice rang again, and there was a slight repression:
The next time you sleep, you still have to wear more. After all, this is a military camp. If someone accidentally breaks in, it’s not good. ""
Trying to control himself, Nalan night resisted leaving.
Seeing a woman who tempted him, he could have the opportunity to undress around him like this counterfeit goods. There are only a handful of such women. He definitely doesn't have the goodness of Longyang. He can grind his life for a woman he likes. He can only use this kind of unscrupulous goods that he sent to the door. He can only be disgusted and must resist it. It is too test for him. Self-control.
According to the ability of Nalan to control the dark night church, this counterfeit goods has indeed been trained in this aspect. If the general man is changed, she is afraid that her figure and movement will be forgotten, and she will go all the way. It is.
However, in Nalan’s night, this woman’s every move is awkward. If she uses her own looks and means, perhaps he is not so disgusting, but she has to pretend to be Luo Qing, but she is not clear at all. It’s so ridiculous that the Qing dynasty is private in the face, just taking it for granted.
It is really impossible to endure, Nalan night can only find an excuse to remind her to let her dress up quickly.
I thought that Nalan Night really cared about her, worried that other men would see her body, and the sword shy and sighed, and finally speeded up the action and got dressed twice.
"Nalan night, where am I washing?" The sword looked at him with a wink.
She is more and more like Nalan night, this man is indifferent, but once he meets the people he likes, he has various kinds of tenderness. In the past, she thought that the king of Chu was really cold and frosty. She also worried that this task was not completed well. It was only when she came to know that this man’s feelings were a boring slogan, and the typical cold outside heat.
If she is not worried about the performance of the enthusiasm, and the original character of Luo Qingyi was discovered by Nalan night, she really wants to hurry to him and bring up the children of Nalan night as soon as possible.
Washing? This woman wants to die, is this little thing bothering him? Nalan’s night became more and more impatient. Apart from Luo Qingying, he never worried about other women. After thinking about it, he frowned. "Wait."
Waiting for the opening of the sword, Nalan went out at night, and turned around the camp. He walked to the front of a guy who had just finished eating breakfast and washed it. He mentioned the kettle that was dark and covered with ash. Came back.
"Everything in the military camp is simple, there are no maids, and you can only make do with the greens." Nalan put the kettle on the ground at night, and no matter how the sword was used, he sat directly on the side.
"Ah, this kettle... so dirty!" The sword looked at the brows and wrinkled, almost not to go.
She looked at Nalan's night and wanted Nalan to help her, but she thought of a man at Nalan night, and the imperial king of Chu, I was afraid that she would love Luo Qing, and would not help her prepare her face. This low-lying thing?
In order not to reveal his identity and say that it is not suitable, the sword can only endure nausea and mention the black lacquered kettle. I know, the hand just touched the handle, the hot temperature suddenly let her fly quickly and screamed: "Ah-"
How to burn it? Just now she saw Nalan’s night coming in, not a little bit different? How could Nalan night be fine, so she thought that the kettle was not hot, and the result was too hot to be burnt.
The grievances of tears will come out, and the sword will be the killer's identity, but some efforts can't be done on the skin. The surface of the kettle that has just been taken off the stove is black-painted, I am afraid that it has actually burned red? Otherwise, how can it be so hot on her palm?
It’s still dark, and I’m seeing a few blisters coming out. Where the sword is still controlled by the spleen, the heart is angry, and the kettle is kicked over by lifting the foot, and the water splashes out and spreads.