Martial King’s Retired Life

The Xinjiang dialect may have translated this. One or two. If it wasn't for the courtier turned his head and spit in disdain on the ground, I really think my translation is quite accurate.

But I didn't notice it before. Her Majesty the Queen is really a stunner. Bianis, the ignorant girl, did not know where to go, and she did not learn the style of others.

Looking at the back of Tu Shan'e, I ca n’t help but feel it, oh, that ’s really ... the cabinet, the big girl, the beautiful girl, the little girl, the little nose and eyes are really fancy. If ... if she wasn't so pretty, she wouldn't be so pretty.

Well, good poetry. The artistic conception is high and powerful, which contains the lofty ideals and perplexity of the poet ...

"It hurts so much, what's wrong? Who will twist my ears !!"

As soon as the words came out, I found that the situation was wrong. The hand on the ear was impeccable in terms of angle, posture, and strength. It wasn't my little aunt who was more human.

"What poem? Listen to me again?

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"No, I just carelessly ...

"What are you doing? I listen to it like a love poem, what is beautiful and pretty.

Aunt Shi Xiao smiled cleverly, and glanced into the distance: "Yeah, Qingqiu's sister Wang Ye. It looks really good. Some people say Qingqiu has a lot of foxes, but I don't know how the queen is?"

"Not so good.

The pressure of being scratched against my ears--seriously.

"People see her as good-looking, and I look good as dung.

"Is that so? Do I look good?"

I smirked and nodded: "It looks good.

The auntie twisted tighter all of a sudden.

"Wow, you big fool! You mean I'm dung!"

Ouch, how can this be done the other way round?

My eyes fluttered and I nodded desperately.

"Yes, yes, N but the dung is like my heart & my heart =

Aunt Xiaoshi said her cheeks were flushed, as if drunk.

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