Liang Wenxi was a little happy, endured it, but still didn't hold back, revealing a soft smile, and two small pear vortices appeared on his cheeks.

"Think about it. ”

"Huh?"

"We stuff villains!"

He put his arms around her waist.

He already knew that the villain was not a doll, but a sauce brew.

The water vapor was still fumigating, but the two who were busy didn't notice that a vine-like blood-gold pattern appeared on Liang Wenxi's back, reflecting the snow-white skin bewitching and beautiful, and the pattern was amazingly charming......

His mind was dizzy, as if something was squeezing into his head, but he was too happy for him to think about what was wrong with him.

Until a certain moment, his expression gradually changed, becoming rude and manic, even his eyes became fierce, and even his facial features changed slightly, adding a shallow toughness to the original clarity and handsomeness.

Xuan Ye: ???

What's going on?

He was in his arms......

He gasped hard, and the sky spun around, and another consciousness ran over.

"Sister ......"

Yin Huaili was inexplicably surprised, and before he finished his sentence, he was squeezed out again.

The expression on the face of 'Liang Wenxi' changed for a while, suddenly cold, suddenly evil, rough, and serious.

The consciousness of the seven emotions returns to the body in turn, but Zhou Yanqing is lying on the shoulder of 'Liang Wenxi', she can't see the exchange of 'Liang Wenxi's expressions, and the warm fragrance of nephrite jade in 'Liang Wenxi' is in her arms, and she can't see her appearance at the moment......

It was like a dream, no one could tell, and a few people pondered after that momentary 'exchange'.

But many more are at a loss.

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When Zhou Yanqing got up, it was already three poles in the sun, and Liang Wenxi slept sweetly, and muttered 'fragrant' in his mouth......

Zhou Yanqing smiled and kissed her, and then got up and wrote down a note. She decided to go out of the palace to take a look, and the Nirvana Villa outside the palace couldn't always be the shopkeeper.

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Nirvana Villa outside the palace.

Cen Bingjun, the chief financial manager of the villa, has recruited a lot of people, and recently Nirvana Villa has blossomed everywhere, and even runs restaurants, and there are several shops selling barbecue, hot pot, barbecue, shabu-shabu, and pastries in Bianjing.

In addition to these, there are also ready-to-wear stores that make textiles.

In the afternoon, Yan Qing, the female owner in white, pushed the door and walked out of the courtyard.

"Master, are you back?"

Someone saw Zhou Yanqing, looking surprised. The owner of the village is very mysterious, and the daily dragon sees the head and the tail, and disappears for a while and then comes back without knowing it.

"Where's Su Qing?"

Cen Bingjun saw Zhou Yanqing asking, pointed to the stove room and said, "Brother Su is burning a fire in the stove room!"

Even if Zhou Yanqing didn't come, Su Qing, the cold and paralyzed guard, would make a fire and cook rice and stir-fry vegetables on time and on time every day.

Zhou Yanqing walked slowly to the stove room, she was delicate and lazy, like a fed cat, with red lips and white teeth, excellent complexion, and her expression was full of contented charm.

Compared with a few days ago, the charm of her eyebrows and eyes seems to have grown a lot, and the bottom of her eyes is like a spring peach, which has been injected with a pool of spring water, which also makes her whole person appear softer and more coquettish.

"Suqing?"

With a thud, the spatula in the man's hand fell to the ground.

Xiao Yan, the regent with the pseudonym Su Qing, glanced at Zhou Yanqing hurriedly, quickly turned his back, and said hoarsely: "I'm making soup, I'm ......"

"Your throat?"

Regent: "???!!!"

It's broken, it's exposed!