All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

"Miss, don't be unhappy, how about I go out with you and keep the major general from knowing! How about it?" Xiaoqin blinked her eyes as she pulled Qiyin's sleeve closer. 【26nbsp;】

Seeing her wrinkling her eyebrows and trying to make her happy, Qiyin's brows also slightly relaxed, "I'm not afraid that Yan Weile will come back and give you ten tortures if she finds out!"

On weekdays, when Xiaoqin sees Yan Weile, like a mouse seeing a cat, she doesn't dare to make a sound, so she always obeys his orders, and Qiyin can't help but hide things from her. Those who understand her, how can they really get angry with her.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, but Xiaoqin is most afraid that the lady will be unhappy." Thinking about the cold face of the major general is indeed chilling, but if the lady is unhappy, she will ignore it. In her mind, the lady is unhappy. That's the most important thing!

Since Xiaoqin is automatically released, plus full-time cover, how can this opportunity be wasted in vain? Sure enough, that kind of sad and sad thing is not suitable for her. , she is a contradiction in itself, with an ancient body and a deviant heart, so let's work on it more.

For Yan Weile, she still treats him differently, at least she will take him to heart, which is something she has never done before, and she is not as casual and calm as she used to treat feelings, and she even doesn't understand why this kind of emotion is. Generally speaking, maybe it was the two times that Xiaoming almost finished playing, he saved himself like a god descending, and he always thought that he was a reliable existence.

He said that he liked her and would give up his life for her, so how could she not be moved.

The master and servant walked one after the other, but they didn't expect that as soon as they stepped over the threshold, they raised their eyes and saw the door. There was an existence that could not be ignored when they stood and sat.

The sky after the rain was still gloomy, the accumulated black clouds were deep and gloomy, and Lufu was still wearing a long dark green dress, the skirt swayed in a beautiful arc in the wind, and Xiao Jingchen, who was sitting quietly, looked into the distance. Looking at the sky above, I don't know what he was thinking, his perfect side face was raised, and you could see his overly long eyelashes, strangely mixed with a bit of melancholy.

Blinking her eyes, Qiyin felt as if she had made a mistake, and took a few steps forward, but she still didn't speak out.

Hearing the footsteps behind, Lu Fu turned around with a smile on her face, but there was no surprise on her face. "Seven tones."

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