Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Domineering Prince Falls in Love with Me

"It's up to you to behave. ”

The masked man closed his eyes and blurted out, "All of Liu Yiyi's poems are not made by herself, but by someone else." ”

"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Yiyi was anxious, "What are you talking nonsense?"

"She's just an ordinary girl, she doesn't have any great talent, and she doesn't have that special. ”

"You're just crazy, I've written so many poems, and you actually say that there are other people, who are you saying it?"

"Su Shi of "Water Tune Song Head", thinking about "Li Bai" in the quiet night, do you still want me to continue?"

How could he know that he was also from the modern era?

"Don't spew people in that bloody mouth, I casually said that your poems were written by Zhang San and Li Si, will you be angry?" Liu Yiyi said!

"Then I'll ask you. Can you make a poem of your own? About flowers, you can improvise a poem, and everyone will know what I said is true or false. ”

"Remember, be sure to improvise. ”

"Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The trail is dark ......"

"The river boat is unique. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. Liu Yiyi was stunned because the masked man said the next words with her.

Liu Yiyi's face burned suddenly, and she couldn't stop shaking her head, saying that it wasn't like this.

She frantically walked towards the masked man, "What kind of grudge do I have with you?" You're going to do this to me?!"

There was an uproar around, completely covering up the discussion of Qingyue.

Although the county lord of Qingyue is pedantic, he actually did not do anything to lose the council. It's just that the words that come out of the mouth are not good.

And this Liu Yiyi girl is a big deal!

At this point, Long Aotian didn't have any thoughts here, and when the time came, Qingyue secretly emerged from his arms and looked at it carefully with a pair of watery eyes.

"Call 0317, how many traversers are there, and who is this man?"

"The admirer of the heroine. ”

"Of course I know this, and there is more than one admirer of the heroine. Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

"It's a true admirer, the kind that reaches 100% true love. Participated in all of her life. ”

"What?" Why did this heroine's true love come out like this, why is she so difficult?

Qing Yue secretly glanced at Long Aotian and thought.

0317 wanted to say and stopped, but still didn't say. That's because the goal of the strategy is too special and the feelings are indifferent. Selfish and extremely possessive. Don't say a hundred, when it comes to fifty or sixty favorability, he won't give things to others!

No one has been observed to be over fifty at his time, except for the host.

So it seems that there is no desire and no desire, and there is deep merit and fame.

"Gone. Long Aotian picked her up.

"Wait, you haven't chosen anyone yet?" Qingyue tried his best to dissuade.

"If she wants to live, she will be her, and if she wants to die, the next one will be ours. ”

Tut-tut, this arrogance, it's so cool!

The male protagonist is too energetic, I have to say, worthy of the male protagonist. Awesome!

In fact, Long Aotian really didn't care who chose them, he didn't care, so he didn't pay attention. Madame Butterfly was not seen coming out with them.

"Stop. Madame Butterfly said.

Long Aotian raised his eyebrows in surprise?

"It's just for her, a yellow-haired girl. ”

With a deep sense of disdain and reluctance.

"She is my wife, she has been married, and she has visited the church. Men who have become close should pay attention to their lower body. ”

"But that's just her nonsense!"

Long Aotian was noncommittal, and he didn't even want to reason with it.