The two lumps in front of the chest, squeezed in the middle of the two people's bodies, the real flesh, Wei Chi Jin's face is bleeding.

There was a delicate voice in my ear: "young master, if you hold someone, you have to be responsible for them." The woman said, some uneasily twisted body, suddenly, something from the chest slipped out, along Yuchi Jin's cheek, rolled past, white soft piece.

People's eyes subconsciously moved with the falling thing. When they saw what it was, they suddenly froze.

Yunshen looks at the white steamed bread falling on the ground like a bolt from the blue. The next moment, he jumps up from Wei Chijin and shouts: "you don't come out soon, I'm in the water!"

A man's voice full of Zhongqi and flexible.

Yuan Mingzhu Minglu Wei Chijin

When he realized that he had been pressed by a big man just now, Wei Chijin's face was wonderful, and the expression was like eating excrement.

He picked up the steamed bread that had fallen on the ground, got up angrily and glared at Yunshen. As soon as he was about to roar, he heard: "Ninth young master, how do you feel? Isn't that good? "

Wei Chi Jin's face twitched violently. Subconsciously, she looked down at the steamed bread in her hand. For a moment, it was neither throwing nor not throwing.

"You --"

Yuan Mingzhu took a look at the cloud deep behind her, with a helpless face. This bad boy likes to do this kind of thing.

She took a look at the steamed bread in Wei Chijin's hand and was embarrassed.

Aware of Yuan Mingzhu's gaze, Wei Chijin raises her hand and throws the steamed bread into Ming Lu's arms.

Ming Lu

"Who are you?" Wei Chijin looks at Yunshen warily.

Yunshen blinked and said, "I'm the little girl of Mingzhu." Said, also want to take the head to Yuan Mingzhu's body rub rub, but in the moment about to encounter, was a pair of big palms block.

Yunshen raised his head and saw the man coming. He was discontented and scolded miserly in his heart.

Wei Chijin also saw yuan Yinzhen.

It's true that Yuan Yinzhen didn't have the face of Jiangcheng.

When I was in Jinzhou, Ming Luhe and Wei Chijin had met Jiangcheng. Naturally, he would not appear in front of them with Jiangcheng's face.

"You did it?" Wei Chijin looks at Yuan Yinzhen.

Yuan Yinzhen gave Wei Chijin a faint look, then took back his eyes, reached out and patted Yunshen's head impolitely. With a cold face, he reprimanded: "troublemaker, who allows you to be the ninth son?"

Yunshen

Grass, this shameless guy!

Yuan Yinzhen said, and looked back at Wei Chijin: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wei Chi, my family is not sensible. He doesn't have a bad heart. He just can't see you look better than him."

Yuan Mingzhu Yu Chijin

Yunshen

Grass, this reason, he is not convinced!

Ming Lu hides the steamed bread behind him and looks up at Yun Shen. Although he already knows that he is a man, he still feels amazing. How can a man be so beautiful?

"I think this young man is more beautiful than my young man." To the mouth of the words, blurted out.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Ming Lu. Ming Lu only felt chilly behind him.

Yunshen

What do you want to tell the truth about?

Ming Lu

Did he offend everyone?

After a long time, the four of them sat on a table, their eyes facing each other, their swords drawn. Yuan Mingzhu felt that she wanted to escape

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