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2768: Wordscapes Uncrossed Winter-Flake 5 Answers

The rice was fragrant.

Bai Weiwei finally knew why Lu Xinglan didn't want those dishes in the big kitchen after eating.

Xin Wu's cooking can make her eat three more bowls of rice.

Of course, for people, she ate two and a half bowls.

After dinner, Lu Xinglan reached out and touched the flower beside her bun, "Stay tonight."

He said something dull.

Bai Weiwei blinked, her round apricot eyes became a little nervous and her face was pink.

Seeing her like this, Lu Xinglan shook her finger, and the flower was torn off by his strength.

The petals fell into pieces and fell to the ground.

Lu Xinglan bowed his head and stared deeply at the flowers on the ground.

This flower is too careless.

Bai Weiwei immediately reached out and gently smoothed out some messy hair.

The girl laughed sweetly, her eyes were moist, her face without powder was delicate and soft, and her voice was sweet and sweet.

"It's okay, sir, the flowers are all like this, and they fall a day after wearing them."

It was only at night that the flowers began to lose moisture and began to fall.

Lu Xinglan stared at her smile, and then looked down and whispered, "Well, flowers ... are not very solid."

Little girl's jewelry.

It was only then that her clothes and jewellery were unusually humble.

It's just that he doesn't like women, never paying attention to what women need.

I thought she really liked flowers.

Maybe it was just she had nothing else to decorate.

Recalling, she bowed her head and said softly to him that her hair was bad.

Lu Xinglan's eyes were dull for a few minutes, and then he turned around casually and said, "Go to the bath first, I let Xin Wu cook the water. My mother-in-law will often send a slave to see if you find that you didn't sleep with me One room, will ... "

Punish her.

This sentence cares too much.

He hesitated for a moment before changing his tone and saying, "It will force me to contact more women."

When Bai Weiwei heard it, her slender eyelashes trembled and her face paled.

But she smiled quickly. "Well, Master is not completely ill right now. Too many women are not good for you."

After speaking, she immediately said, "I'll go bathing."

After that, she was flushed.

Seems too ambiguous.

Lu Xinglan looked at her sideways, but saw that her broken steps speeded up, like a small wind, running past him.

He was silent for a moment, too, and his thin lips couldn't help but evoke a light smile.

Then he walked away and came to the table and looked at the map above.

After watching for a while, he was distracted.

After working hard for a long time, Lu Xinglan raised his eyes and remained silent.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, his eyes darkened.

Finally, he was sure what was the same. He leaned slightly to the side and said to the outside, "Xiao Xin, do girls need something different from men?"

Xin Wu: "Specifically?"

Lu Xinglan's face was calm, but he was actually in a daze.

Specifically ... what?

He didn't notice it either.

He fought in the frontiers all the year round, and he saw rough men.

There are few women.

There are also middle-aged women who are thicker than men, and look more men than men.

Wait until you return to the capital.

The women I see occasionally are indeed different from the frontiers.

He was more disgusted than the middle-aged women in the frontier.

He was nauseated when he saw it, so he didn't even want to pay attention to what they needed.

But in retrospect, the skirt ... seemed colorful.

(End of this chapter)