An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Watery walks to the bed, sit down on the bed, take the initiative to hold the hand of Gik. Ji Yapo stopped, the eyebrows were unique, and it became very quiet.

"Fool." Waitage sighs, "Even my hands don't recognize, but also dare to hold others."

Zhou Mingli is an excitement, and it is afraid that the next moment of the son will take rid of his paw.

His look complicatedly looked at the hands of Gybrian and the guards and felt a simple incredible.

He saw clearly, and he was very unactivated. Even the sleep was tight, and the whole person was uncomfortable.

And the eyes of all the eyes are powerful, and the son who can't look straight, as a result, his hand, low eyes, full of soft light.

He is a bit amazed.

...... To be honest, he used to look at the son.

Although the men's style is prevalent, the position is extremely low. The male pet is just a place to work. If you really carry it into the door to do a wife, it is to be joke. In the final analysis, a good man is just a fresh child, and it is still not allowed. When you are in the martial media, it is still in the way of men and women, yin and yang, and is mainstream.

When a country's son is female, even if he knows that it is not your own, and it is always called. His Majesty is a full-time, Zhou Ming, thought that it was just a favorite favorite. Your Majesty sags the son to disaster relief, Zhou Mingli also reaches it, I feel that my Majesty is really a lot, and the pet is pets.

Later, the bonus paid the two-year-old three showed the good, Zhou Mingli gradually changed, and then rose a sigh and unfortunately.

The son is surprising, and there is a wisdom of the show. If you put it in the dynasty, you will be able to have a big exhibition, and the benefit is born, and it is brought into the hometown and has been played.

Zhou Ming Li is a normally, there is no objection to any of the measures made by His Majesty, but only this matter, he feels that he is insulting the son.

The son will have a broader world.

But now, you will have a thousand miles, and the two people get along the way, see the son's warm eyebrows, and there is a love that is not inferior to his friendship between his wife.

Thoughtful, everyone thought that everyone thought that the gods were interested in the gongzi, and the son was embarrassed to the weight loss.

Who can think of ... they really love.

Love the same love with thousands of men and women in the world, happening between the chaos of the king and the enemy proton, between two men.

What is this ...

Zhou Mingli can't find a speech.

Waving is going back, gently asked: "Do Zhou people have something to say?"

Zhou Ming Li suddenly returned to God, holding a box: "No, the minister retired."

How did he don't want to bother to rest.

He also loosened a breath. Since the people in the room are His Majesty, there is no betrayal of the son, and I will be a son and my Majesty last night.

Zhou Mingli suddenly stiff.

... What did he heard last night last night?

What did he do?

He also pulled the son and said a pile.

Zhou Mingli's expression is gradually awkward.

Your Majesty and the son are less than the newly married, the firewood is fire, lingering, what is the strength of him?

Why did he step out of the door yesterday!

Waitiang is still in a da Mingri, can't help but speak: "Zhou people still don't go?"

"... Chen this will go."

Zhou Ming is flying quickly, and it is also intimately close to the door.

thumping!

Close the door to the people.

The indoor chop is silent.

Warfare stared at the door for a while, and the appearance on his face finally wanted.

He smashed his own slightly hot cheeks, mutter: "They blame you, no face can be seen."

He is not too thick, in addition to the temper, I can't change color, and I have a very much.

I thought that I was suffocating in the case of being a reserved back of the bullish last night, and it was suffocated.

He didn't want to see Zhou Mingli.

Have a psychological shadow.

The dream in the dream can't feel the consent of the sky.

He looked at the hand of the guard, which made people can't open it, and the sticky is very good.

If it is not clear that Gikh is really tired, and the heavens must doubt that he is not sleeping.

After drawing a few times, heavenly gave up.

He wants to be at least at least him. Solden Week is so easy to pick up the hand, and I will not open it.

Waittime is quietly sitting in the bed, I feel like a fool.

He thought about it, took off his boots, reap it back to the quilt, and nest in Ji Yue, I slept.

He also didn't have a good break for a month.

I will give yourself half a day today.

This is sleeping until the afternoon.

When Ji Yue woke up, he saw the youth to find a comfortable posture lying in his arm, and the ink was put on his hand, and the palm was scattered.

He suddenly suddenly, thinking that he has not woke up.

The youth smashed him slightly, the familiar touch and temperature will pull the reality.

Yes, he is now in Jiangzhou Zhizhou Government, not Yongping Qin Wang Palace.

This person in his arms is true.

His dreams have often dreamed in the sky. Waters to dream night, and every far away. When he reached out, he would be awake in the chicken, and then it was a fascination.

Thinking with increasing bones.

He suddenly began to doubt it correctly.

Missing is a more horrible thing, far more terrible than death.

It is unbearable and so unbearable.

He simply ...

I will be reluctant at all.

"Jiye." Wei Hui looked open his eyes, and his eyesight on the top of Shangjah.

The meaning there is too much complicated, deeply saving, and a unhappy is sad.

When you want to see it, Ji Yapo has been removed: "Wake up?"

Waittage blinks, sitting on: "Well, wake up."

He fell into the arms and gave a hug for a hug. "You can see you so good."

Jiya smirk, gently gathered the hair of the hair to hang it.

They are so embroidered, very quiet, no one speaks.

However, it seems that there is a tacit understanding, I want to maintain it at this moment.

The two are still waiting for a while, as if they are separated, it seems to occur.

"The situation in Jiangzhou is already great." When the air is full of clothes, "all patients are concentrated in Qingping County, and they are investigating the fish, the drug is already there ... help me take a strap." He helped Ji's finishing clothes, naturally sideways, lifted his arms.

Of course, it is interesting that it is nothing you will dress, but there is something interesting to do.

Ji Bo Guardian put the belt, feel the waist, brow, wrinkle: "Skin."

"Still talking to me, don't look at you, the clothes are width. I will give you the size of the size." Welcome turned, playing with him, suddenly smiling, "You are not Is it ... The belt is gradually widened, don't regret it, for the people? "

Ji Yapo: "Yes, it is embarrassed, sleeping is difficult. It is necessary to guard your small and affectionate."

Waving two words do not say to the past to kiss his cheeks.

"Not here."

Gallery and kissed his lips.

Yan Yapo's lips, but still said: "Nor is here."

Waving.

Yan Yapo laughed: "You really don't know where I am small."

Warfare.

Then the eyes were surprised.

... What are you talking about? !

He is not a month to deal with the official duties for a month. He moved to the history of the History of the History for a month!

Gallery is shocking.

Light pellets have quietly climbed from the white neck of the youth.

Ji Yapo looks at the appearance of youth. The gentleman revenge is not too late. When the Warcasm is played, he has now repeated the play.

Sweats, come out, it is going to be almost sooner or later.

Ji Yue is so good to look at the youth in the same place, and then it is slight, and it is determined to be determined, and the knee is bent.

Ji Yapo was shocked, and I was busy pulling people in the knees.

"Don't do it," I don't want to cough, "I am playing with you. Don't use it to fight with me ..."

So griety.

It is also equivalent.

Waving is true.

Gan worships the bottom of the wind.

He is probably not able to take a look in front of the sky in this life. Waving is still not moving, he is distressed.

Waittag vertically, whispered: "It is not to fight with you."

He whispered: "... I am willing."

Ji Yapo is .

Youth lifted the eye, clear and clear.

Because I love you, I am willing.

Ji Yue is quiet, half of it, will take people into the arms, and suddenly I don't know what to say: "Sweat" ... "

Why are you so embarrassed?

Ji Yue finally did not let the guards do it. He is clear that it is a person who has more love. It has to hate a little dust in the past, and you can promise him to change the bone. In addition to true love, there is no other word.

He is willing to be willing to pay.

Two people wear clothes, just opened the door, the door was a two or three or five six seven officials, see Ji Yue, immediately hit, the ritual: "Chen and other congratulations!"

: "..."

Warfare: "..."

Ji Yue, Zhou Mingli, headed: "How long is it?"

It should not be soon, otherwise it is impossible to discover the martial arts of him and the sky.

Zhou Minglu wiped sweat: "Return to your Major, just come."

He went out this morning and quickly informed each county official to come to pick up. It takes time to go to the main city from all over the world, they just come over, and I will open the door.

: "How is the Ting Lie?"

Zhou Mingli is not these local officials that have almost never have been sainted, and I have been dealing with it every day. What is it so tight?

Zhou Mingli: "No, no."

It's almost in this kind of thing to take this kind of thing as a son.

He died at the scene of the scene.

The guardian lip is silent, and I remembered what I could regard Zhou Ming Li as him hard.

: "..."

I always feel that they have a partnership.

"Free Gifts." Ji Ya is calm.

In front of the outside, he has always been a very majestic king.

Waving does not poke him, quietly seeing his performance.

"Your Majesty." Zhou Ming Rong Gong said, "This is the knowledge county of Jiangzhou Liu County, hears you, come and visit."

: "Is there anything?" He remembers that there are seven counties in Jiangzhou.

Zhou Ming Tao: "There is still one in it."

Ji Yapo eyebrows: "... oh."

It sounds a story about a story.