Legend of Fu Yao

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Does this person's dictionary have words like "See you well," and "Qian Qiangzi"?

Meng Fu shakes his palm into a fist, stands in his heart, resolutely resists the warm and fragrant chest, and resolutely does not look at the sly look at the top of his head. This person’s eyes, spring water makes spring light into a spring breeze, a body Fenghua is as powerful as his martial arts, but whenever he wants to resist, all the fingers are dying.

Unfortunately, I also know from the toes that this man must be very dangerous. Like the mandala swaying in the golden wind, it seems that beautiful and harmless is hurting people. Meng Fu shakes all the cells in the body and warns that he should not be greedy for his temperature. Her Meng Fu has been shaking for so many years, and then she is fascinated by the beauty of the district, that is, living in the dog's stomach.

Meng Fu shakes Liu Mei upside down, and when he pushes his fist, he wants to push him to a safe distance. He does not prevent Yuan Zhaoxuan from suddenly tightening his hand. He used to gently press the hand behind her heart and suddenly tightened her body. The swaying was originally taken from the bedside, and the erection was poured into the bed.

The next moment of light-colored robes was covered, and Yuan Zhaoyu turned over the bed. The hand-folded curtains fell, and the tiny bead curtains collided with sound, shaking out the dazzling shadows.

Meng Fu shook him and actually went to bed. He was agitated when he was shocked. Yuan Zhaoyu turned to smile at her on the pillow and gently said, "Hey--"

He turned to look out the window, where there was a faint shadow of light black.

Meng Fu shook his eyes and silently made a posture of squatting.

Yuan Zhaoxuan smiled and turned his back to the window. He leaned over his head and gently said to her ear. "Girls don't want to kill so much, affecting the grace..." When he spoke, his breath was warm, with a slight heat, and he was soft. Meng Fu shakes the ear side, like the string is gently swaying, low and blurred, the word is intoxicating.

Meng Fu’s face was not red.

That point of blushing and rest has not been exhausted, just the guy who told people not to be so murderous, suddenly flicked his fingers.

A slamming sound, reflected on the pale white window paper of the slanting shadow, opened a few bright red plums, and then slowly opened, intertwined with those thick and faint flower shadows.

The suffocation that was suppressed to the extreme, slammed under the wall and instantly went away.

Meng Fu listened to the sound and couldn't help but shake his head. "It's a good demeanor, but you even have a hedgehog in your ears."

"If he doesn't stick to the window paper, how can the ice needle hurt him?" Yuan Zhao's swaying eyes are like a sly dream, and the dream is full of swaying smoke. "All things have their own cause and effect. ""

Meng Fu shakes his body and wants to get up, frowning and laughing. "This is the morality of your Promise?"

Yuan Zhaoxiao smiled and did not answer, Meng Fu shaken and moved, suddenly found that he could not move, suddenly looked back, only to see the pillow on the Yuan Zhaozhao actually moved closer, smiled and picked her up on the pillow Long hair to play, see her look over, smile more dazzling, will be close to the nose, close eyes and deep smell.

Then smiled, "good fragrance."

Meng Fu immediately pulled the hair back and killed him with his eyes.

When Yuan Zhaoxuan didn't see her gaze, he held his cheeks with his hands, and he took a long hair to continue playing. By the way, he also put a smashed hair under his body. Meng Fu shook and broke, and grinned at him. I smiled white, and I "rolled the grass tonight, fell off the cliff, and rained for a night."

"Fortunately, not too stinking."

"I have a bitch."

"Better, I will help you catch."

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Meng Fu shakes for a long while, suddenly smiles, Yuan Zhaoyi looked up at her, this look at the face is really dizzy, Meng Fu shake a quilt to cover his face, then vigorously shake the bed.

The bed swayed dangerously, and the bead curtains were lustrous and seemed to be suspicious.

Yuan Zhao picked up the corner and raised his brow. Then he understood what she was going to do and couldn’t help but smile.

Hey.

Almost immediately after the sound of the shaker, a group of fat white shadows came out from the corner of the wall, and climbed into the bed. In the air, there was another "three hundred and sixty degrees of frontal flipping body". Open the two that seem to be doing bed exercise.

With a cry, the two men were willing to stand together, and the insults of "Love Lord" slammed into the bed, squatting between the two, and the beggars were very soft. The ingots were deeply immersed in the vortex and tried a few times. I flipped and struggled to get out.

Finally, it was swaying and standing, and the unscrupulous master’s fingers were shot, and the ingots were planted.

Yuanbao adults hugged the quilt and cried.

Meng Fu shook the quilt and laughed quickly.

Outside the window, it suddenly sounded to win the light, three sounds in succession, and then a black shadow floated in like a smoke.

Yuan Zhaoyu greeted him. His back blocked the face of the black man. The two men talked a little low and the black man immediately retreated.

When Yuan Zhaoxuan turned around, Meng Fu Sha had already sat up from the bed, and a pair of black eyes were found from the tabernacle, staring at him with light and light.

"Your master left Tai Fu for a few days, saying that he has not seen old friends for many years, and he should be well-reported." If Yuan Zhaoyu’s smile is profound, "Tai Fu would have to leave today, now, naturally, can’t leave."

"Lin Xuanyuan has always been an old fox." Meng Fu shrugged.

"I was going to take you down the mountain with Tai Fu. Now we have to change the plan." Yuan Zhaoyi gently put his fingers up and held it on his chin, a beautiful posture. "Lin Xuanyuan has informed the relatives of Yi, recently they It is necessary to come. He has retained Tai Fu. In fact, he has already suspected that Tai Fu is involved in the matter tonight. He dragged Tai Fu to his family. When there was any conflict, it was also the family who offended Fu Fu. He played well. ”

"Do you say that Tai Fu is involved in the matter tonight?" Meng Fu smiled and looked at him. "For example, if you help me, does the old man know it?"

"You still have to worry about how to get out of here." Yuan Zhao is not fooled.

Meng Fu didn't talk, climbed up his whole bunch of clothes, and tied his hair high.

Yuan Zhaoxuan sat still and watched her movements, and there was a smile in her eyes. "Well?"

"I still don't want to stay here." Meng Fu shakes his cuffs quickly and checks the weapons on his body. "You have helped me twice, enough loyalty, I will rely on you again, will give you and too. Fu is in trouble, and he can't be so unconscious."

She waved her hand and made a good farewell gesture. "Goodbye."

After talking, the head did not go back outside, but did not go to the door, slammed, the bolt automatically tightened, Meng Fu stopped, turned back, looked at Yuan Zhaoqi.

The sky will be clear, the morning sun faint from the cracks in the door and window, and her figure leaning against the door frame is straight and clear, like a soft man and a stiff Liu.

In the morning light, the Yuan Zhaozhao light is extinguished, the eyes are meaning, the words are unclear, and the road is unknown.

For a long while, he gently put down the tea pot in his hand, and the bottom of the porcelain touched the desktop of the boxwood. The sound was clear and subtle, like some unspeakable mood.

"Women don't want to be so self-reliant." Yuan Zhao's smile sinks in the pink and purple glow of the morning glow, even the Xiaguang is forced to retreat a few points, "that would make men feel that the hero is useless."

"Oh? So hero," Meng Fu leaned on the door frame and looked at him with his arms and arms smiling. "How are you going to use it?"

"Lin Xuanyuan's next day, when you come to the door, you will hit it like this, then I will save you, and I will save it," Yuan Zhaoyuman stepped forward, his fingers gently stroking Meng Fu's delicate skin on his cheeks. "I saved." You, half of your life, should be mine. Since there is my share, should you be responsible for me?"