Chapter Seventy-Seven: Pity on the People in Front of You (Part II)
She gently twisted her slender and rounded waist in order to relax her body even more.
Taketori only caught a glimpse of her white skirt, and was surprised to think that if she swung her waist slightly, she would suddenly turn into a seductive, seductive, and sultry beautiful snake spirit
Taketori was trembling and wondering, what if I couldn't resist her charm?
There was a sudden giggle from the other side. Taketori raised his head, and Murong Zheng, who was showing his two beautiful feet, was out of breath with laughter.
Call. Taketori relaxed his shoulders. For the serpent spirit has no feet.
"Am I that terrible?" Murong Jiao asked with a smile.
“...... Of course, of course not. Taketori's big playful eyes looked at Murong with a soft smile. Oh my God, she just stretched?
However, what Taketori didn't know was that she was able to dazzle the three hard-to-find heavenly pride at the same time. And these three heavenly prides are: Canghai, Rongcheng, and of course, Yun Qiannian.
It's a pity that there is only one person left in Murong's heart now.
Taketori suddenly began to regret that he was not a man, and suddenly began to rejoice that he was not a man. Taketori lowered his head again, his big playful eyes turned around slightly, but he said in an unusually firm voice, "The slave maid and sister will always be loyal to Miss. ”
“...... That," when Canghai was helped out of the painting hall by Liansheng and was about to reach his goal, Canghai stopped, looked down at the beautiful iceberg-like forehead on the low-hanging and beautiful little head on the delicate little shoulder under his left arm, scratched the back of his neck with his right hand, and said, "...... I married Rong Cheng......"
Liansheng immediately turned his head and glanced at him with wide eyes.
"I mean the rumors" scared him into a cold sweat.
Lian Sheng withdrew his own arm under his side, and also lowered his arm from his neck, the same as the iceberg look when he first saw him, but he looked up into his eyes and said seriously: "The rumors are all false. ”
Canghai gasped and nodded, "You're so right. Let me ask you, does your young lady know about this?"
Zhilu said. ”
Canghai's heart was half cold, "...... So what did she say?"
Mademoiselle didn't say anything, just sat there alone and laughed all day. ”
Canghai is demented.
He never thought it would be like this.
“...... Yes. He pulled the corners of his mouth.
He put his arm on Liansheng's shoulder and moved with difficulty. His cold eyes had narrowed into a slit.
Rong Chengche, you who killed a thousand knives.
What was waiting for him was Murong's stunned charming smile. Murong laughed when he heard the footsteps: "Why is it so long?" Raising his head, he immediately jumped up, grabbed Canghai's right arm, frowned, and said, "I was so good just now, why is it uncomfortable for so long?" He waited tenderly for him and poured him a cup of tea.
Canghai said while drinking: "Your toilet is too far away." ”
Liansheng knelt beside Taketori with a cold face, his eyebrows lowered. Taketori glanced at her very slightly.
Murong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed. "Does this have anything to do with you being uncomfortable?".
"Yes, of course. Canghai's amber eyes widened in the sun, "Your girl doesn't care about washing her pants." ”
Murong Huazhi trembled, and said to Liansheng with a smile: "You are talking nonsense to scare him again." Look at his original appearance of 'remnants and thin rocks', isn't this even more 'empty and sick'?"
Murong belched, blushing and sticking out the tip of his tongue. Suddenly, the eyebrows are far away from the spring mountain, the eyes are full of autumn water, and the delicate is like the fragrance of the country, the glow is lightless, and the drunk is before the flowers.
I x. Canghai looked at her in a daze, and there were only these two words in his heart. Is Murong planted in Rong Chengche's hands, or Rong Chengche is planted in Murong's hands, or am I planted in the hands of the two of them?...,
The answer is obvious.
Hey, can't I turn over?
...... The two of them are like a couple.
Tsk, how can there be such a thing as Rong Chengche here? Canghai suddenly frowned impatiently and put down the tea bowl. He sighed heavily.
Murong thought that he had provoked him. Although this is true, how could Canghai really be angry with her? It's just that he secretly sighs for his fate. How could Murong know, but he was full of remorse, and lowered his head and neck, and his face suddenly decreased.
But he heard Canghai say: "I haven't seen you for so long, and your knowledge really hasn't made any progress." ”
Murong raised his head, he was laughing.
Murong said: "You guys go down." Taketori and Liansheng leaned over, lowered his head and stood up and retreated. Murong slowly lifted his femur, flattened his back, bent his body, and slowly moved his limbs, gradually crawling towards the sea like a cat. Charming eyebrows looked at his expression tentatively.
He smiled faintly. Discouraged.
He did not refuse.
So Murong quickly bullied him in front of him, supported the ground with his hands, raised his shoulders high, the depression of the neck socket was like a pool, the convex part of the collarbone was slippery like a beam, the snow was full of snow outside the bandeau, and the eyes were like silk. Murong stretched out a soft pancreas and slowly put it on his lap, but his eyes coveted his joy and anger.
He didn't see joy or anger, only smiled at her soft pancreas.
Murong laughed softly, "Why don't you speak?"
Canghai's eyes narrowed slightly, turned his head to take a sip of tea, and smiled gently.
"Say what?"
"What do you say?" Murong said lightly, lowering his eyes to look at his own hand on his lap, and raised his eyes like a wild cat in a police officer, staring at his face and hooking his lips.
Canghai's eyes smiled, from her greasy nose, sandalwood mouth, grub, fragrant shoulders, lotus arms, crisp hands, slender waist, long legs, and lotus feet, she looked up, smiled lightly, and said softly: "Should I call the two of them back?"
Murong suddenly smiled, the soft pancreas on his lap took the weight of his delicate body, Murong stood up and leaned forward, and the other moving jade hand hooked Canghai's placket, and said softly and hoarsely: "You are really bad." ”
The sea but laughed silently. The beauty on the side of the mouth exhaled like an orchid, the chest snow was warm and fragrant, the sandalwood mouth was lightly opened, the head was slightly sideways, and the feather eyelashes drooped to look at the red wound on his lips and slowly approached.
Canghai suddenly remembered another person in his heart.
It's not that the flowers and leaves are deep, it's not that it's clear.
It would be the one who left him.
He suddenly felt that his memory had forgotten an important experience, and it seemed to be buried at the end of the emotional abyss, waiting for the right moment to thunder and lightning.
But not today. Not even now.
Her lips are so beautiful.
When he thought like this, Murong suddenly smiled very close to his lips, and Canghai felt a cold fragrance slip from his lips.
Murong stepped back slightly, his eyes seemed to be complaining, and he smiled lightly on his eyebrows: "It's a pity that I'm too honest." ”...... ,