"Yes, yes, look at my mouth to eat food."
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Yi Nanxun frowned. If it weren’t for fear of revealing his identity, he would like to beat those men in the past now without looking at Xiaoyan’s son. If they hadn’t changed their tune later, he would have rushed to hit someone.
"When shall we go to Xiao … to Jun Yan?" Yi Nanxun suddenly shouted at Xuanyuan Tianyue and said that just those people had already said Xiaoyan Palace.
"Nanxun is quite interested in your words." Xuanyuan Tianyue looked at Yi Nanxun with his eyebrows Gherardini. The smile could not be said. The longer Xuanyuan stayed, the more people knew it was a danger signal.
Yi Nanxun’s face sank in a daze. Don’t overdo it. "She sent me to cure my heart. Can’t she?" He didn’t know where Xiaoyan was when he met her.
Listening to this, Xuanyuan Tianyue explained this in silence, but after listening to it many times, he rubbed his glass in lavender eyes, and there was a deep touch. Four years ago, he also came to Dongliang. When he came, the overall situation here was settled, and he had never seen your words, but he knew a lot from Mu Jing’s mouth.
Four years ago, she was only fourteen years old. With her own ingenuity, she made the future emperor fall into the king, and she was not prepared. On the contrary, she was too prepared. She didn’t look like a teenager who should have brains. Is she going to take part in the battle for the East Beam? Choose Mu Jingyan!
Shallow, have you thought about explaining it to me?
Chapter 318 Matter
The lotus tent in Dongliang Palace is full of spring scenery, mixed with men screaming and breathing, and there is a charming begging for mercy.
"Emperor, please, please …" The sound is so sultry that it seems to laugh and cry.
Attached to the surface of the male movement is more violent. There is evil in the hoarse voice. "Don’t you just hope that I will mercilessly want you? Bitch, don’t you like it now? "
"Emperor I like I like it very much …" The sound of the account is getting louder and louder and the breathing is getting heavier and heavier.
I don’t know how long it took before the tent finally took a shower. A figure lifted the tent and sat on the couch. There was a smell of silver and a smell of evil in those dark eyes.
Behind a pair of weak bone hands suddenly wrapped around his waist, and his chest was circled. "Emperor …" The delicate voice followed, and the face that looked like a man or a woman clung to his neck and kissed him all the way. There were blue marks all over his body.
Suddenly, a big hand caught the strange hand and stroked the hand wrapped in white cloth, looking at the wound and saying nothing.
Such as yan looked at MuJingYan eyes suddenly fell on his ear jiao said, "I have a sore hand. You don’t know how much blood I have shed. You dare to treat me like this because you are really arrogant. You can make decisions for me."
Listening to this, Mu Jingyan’s eyes suddenly sank and tilted, and she looked at her side like Yan. "What do you want me to do?"
If Yan looked at the face in front of him, there was no ambiguous color in my heart. Suddenly, I thought of something and hooked his neck with a charming smile. He said, "It’s cold and lonely, like the bright moon in the sky. If such a person is trying to look at his body, it’s as charming and charming as I really want to see it …" After a charming shout, Mu Jingyan directly pressed the person on the couch. His handsome face showed evil meaning. The whole person looked weird and charming. His eyes seemed to be burning with flames.
"Yan ‘er is really deep in my heart." Mujingyan’s face faded, and the flush gradually emerged. His eyes were full of infatuation like fog. "Do you think his body is as smooth as snow satin, as gentle as coagulate fat and jade, and his small lips are kissed one by one? Is it as sweet and delicious as flowers? If he is tactfully trying, it must be a bone-eating ecstasy." He feels hot and dry at the thought of that taste and the sight.
If Yan Yan looked up at me, Mu Jingyan’s predatory look further confirmed what he thought. This is not his name. If Yan Yan, who is Yan Yan? Today, seeing this monarch’s duke made him feel a little confused. His monarch’s duke was at most two or three points similar, but he was very close to his figure. Today, the emperor can dote on him, even if he has more covetousness for the world’s bilingual man. What’s more, when they are in harmony with each other, the emperor shouted out Yan Er’s mouth and wanted to shout a message.
As Yan meditated, suddenly he felt a pain in his neck being eaten by people, and his big hands were already moving.
"Give me the words!" The manic and anxious voice came to him and he moved vigorously.
For example, Yan Hui came to her head and put her arms around his neck and said emotionally, "The emperor’s slave family is all you." He looked at the top of his head with misty eyes. Since it’s nothing to do with his beauty, he’d like to see that the duke of Haotian is forbidden by others.
The tent shook violently, which was a little louder than the previous movement. The people inside cried and begged for mercy, but they got a bigger movement, roared and gasped. This palace has not dissipated for a long time.
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Cuizhuyuan is the cool capital industry of Haotiancheng. This time, it is the resting place outside Junyan Palace. It is located in the northwest corner of Liangdu City, and almost all of them are Haotiancheng Industrial Institute. Usually, few people come here, which is relatively quiet.
The breeze is blowing slowly and the bamboo leaves are fragrant. The whole hospital is very quiet. In the middle of the hospital, two figures look straight at the forehead and sweat in front, and their lips are dripping a little, but their faces are not resentful.
Next to a woman in an apricot dress, the beautiful faces of the two men flashed a trace of unbearable color. They had been kneeling for an hour like this, and it was getting dark, but the people in the building didn’t mean to let them get up.
"Sister Yun, your knees must hurt when you get up and kneel for so long." Mu Fei Yan stepped forward and could not help but say again that this important person is kneeling like this. What’s going on? Sister Yun is not the third general of Haotiancheng. What did he do so without giving her face? Isn’t his brother? Why is he so affectionate to him?
They met him soon after they left the street. At that time, they were so happy that they went to hug him, but they were directly pushed to the ground by his palm. It was as if everyone in front of them was a stranger. Is this person really a gentleman? That funny young man!
On the second floor, the snowy figure was drinking tea slowly.’ He’ looked light, but his eyes fell on the opposite scene.
Mu Fei Yan gritted his teeth and took a look at the snow shadow, then at his knees. Jun Xin and Yun Shui did not move at all.
"You’re afraid to get up, aren’t you? I’ll find him."
As soon as this statement came out, your face suddenly changed and you shouted, "We are not allowed to punish our eldest brother. Of course, we didn’t listen to our eldest brother." Because he didn’t drink water, his voice was hoarse.
Mu Fei Yan turned around and couldn’t believe it. Looking at Jun Xin, was this man’s head squeezed by the crack of the door? Jun Yan was so fond of him that he even put in a good word for him? ! No wonder your brother said that your words are very good at winning people’s hearts. Thought of this, she stamped her foot and ignored your words and went straight to the second floor.
Jun Xin stared at the boss "Come back!" He wanted to rush over and pull MuFei smoke back, but the eldest brother didn’t say anything, and he didn’t dare to get up.
"Let her go. This girl is still too young." One side said suddenly.
Your heart is silent. Anyway, according to this girl, it won’t hurt the eldest brother. I hope she won’t be scolded by the eldest brother for crying …
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Mu Fei smoke quickly went downstairs, but her eyes touched the bamboo table, and her heart stopped suddenly. She hasn’t said a word since she just met him, but she still feels embarrassed in front of him for four years. She doesn’t know what to say.
That face is a lot more mature than before, as holy as snow lotus, as clear as the sky and as cold as the bright moon. That eyebrow eye is quite warped, and that slightly discolored thin lip is not like a well-crafted one. Even a woman is not eclipsed in front of her. This is the words of the Lord of Haotian!
It seems that I heard footsteps approaching the cold and extraordinary’ man’ and suddenly looked up. Her eyes were bright but without emotion. Her thin lips were slightly open and she said faintly, "What’s up?"
The sound was cold, silent, distant and calm, as if the person in front of me was an irrelevant stranger. My heart was a little hurt, but she quickly perked up at the thought of coming to see him. "You let them get up!"