"At that time, should Ziwan call Xuanxiao Wang Ye Yunqi or Young Master Yun?" Ran Ziwan blinked her thick eyelashes like a feather fan, and said with a playful chuckle: "Yunshan has a thousand-year-old reputation, and the respect of the young master is even more respectful, and Xuanxiao Wang Ye should take more care of the Duan Wangfu!

"The tens of millions of fat powder on Yunshan are the ultimate in the world in the sky of Ziwan County Lord?" Xuan Ge's thin lips pursed slightly, and he was very concerned about Ran Ziwan's previous words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Young Master Yun has the blessing of Qi people! Ziwan is just envy!" Ran Ziwan coughed lightly, he was going to marry the East China Sea, and he had no chance to see tens of millions of beauties above Yunshan. If she could see it, she wouldn't dare to guarantee that she wouldn't be ruthless and destroy the flowers with a spicy hand. She must not be able to tolerate it, Xuan Ge's side, there are countless beauties, and she can't tolerate even rain and dew.

The strip of red cloth on the sycamore is the long-cherished wish of countless obsessed people for thousands of years. Over the years, many strips of red cloth have been eroded by the wind and snow, broken, and the dry ink on them can vaguely see the deep affection in the hearts of the people holding pen and ink. Ran Ziwan looked at the red cloth strips flying on the old tree, and this past flew in his mind. She remembered that among the thousands of strips of cloth, there was one that she had tied with her own hands, and at that time she seemed to have written two words - Yunqi!

"......" Xuan Ge chuckled and walked towards Ran Ziwan, stretched out his hand to brush Ran Ziwan's chaotic green silk, and sighed slightly, "I know it well...... It's not your heart. ”

"How is it not?" Ran Ziwan stood in place, standing in front of Xuan Ge, Xuan Ge's broad shoulders and narrow waist were tall and strong, and Ran Ziwan's toes were only up to his chest.

"You said before, if one day, you go up to Cloud Mountain, you will definitely drive them out of the Cloud Palace!" Xuan Ge put down the last wisp of green silk in his hand and mentioned the past. The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of warm colors!

"I ......" Ran Ziwan was a little speechless, did she say it?

"Don't remember?" Xuan Ge took a step forward and reached out to touch Ran Ziwan's forehead: "It's a little cold?"

"I ...... Naturally, I remember that "Ran Ziwan coughed twice and opened Xuan Ge's big hand."

Xuan Ge suddenly got up and grabbed the wrist of Ran Ziwan, who was about to leave in a hurry: "Evening...... You...... Remember the sycamore moon, you and I are obsessed with the past?"

“…… I ......" Ran Zi was speechless in the evening, but it was difficult to avoid Xuan Ge's starry eyes.

"You...... Do you remember?" Xuan Ge suddenly got up and grabbed the wrist of Ran Ziwan, who was about to leave in a hurry: "Late...... You...... Do you remember the obsessed past of you and me under the sycamore moon?"

Ran Zi was stunned for a while, and his breathing was a little messy. She remembers...... But she should tell Xuan Ge that she has not planted the poison of love, and she remembers the countless pasts with him. Should she say she remembers them all?

"That year, you lay on your stomach...... On that tree, dance barefoot......" Xuan Ge's words were not finished when he was interrupted by Ran Ziwan's bright smile.

"Remember!" Ran Ziwan adjusted his breath deeply, and then ...... She accidentally fell, and Xuan Ge hugged herself and kissed her!

"At that time, we made a grand wish......" The voice of the song selection was sad, the fist he had let go of before was tightened again, he couldn't look directly at this woman and didn't remember him at all, he couldn't bear this woman to take someone else's name and surname, and he couldn't watch her marry Donghai with his own eyes...... However, he couldn't wave a million troops to take her back from the flowers. Because the medicine of love flowers is the flowering period, because he Xuange wants her to live!

"Ziwan remembers the appearance of Xuan Xiaowang soaking naked in the water, remembers the high courtyard wall of the Green Pothos Garden, and the green pothos ...... the courtyard" Ran Ziwan blinked and looked at Xuan Ge with a smile.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about......! ...... the hell Or have you forgotten?" Xuan Getong lowered his eyelashes, and for a moment he really thought that she remembered him.

The sun has sunk in the west, and the Tianlong Temple is brightly lit. Under the dark night, Xuan Ge obsessively pulled Ran Ziwan's arm, hoarse.

"Don't remember?" Xuan Ge angrily pulled Ran Ziwan over, leaned over her red lips, and brushed her soft ...... Conquer the city, mixed with grief and indignation...... This woman, she really forgot everything?

The bright moon is like snow, and under the dark night, Xuan Ge is obsessively gnawing, and Ran Ziwan's crystal almost transparent skin is covered with Xuan Ge's domineering kiss marks. Xuan Ge tossed and turned and became angry, Ran Ziwan was paralyzed again and again, and she once again fell into the tenderness of choosing songs and couldn't extricate herself.

"Is that enough?" Ran Ziwan hardened his heart, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it did not carry the slightest warmth. She confessed that she had once again fallen into the man's abusive kiss, and that he had once again clinged to the man's neck and shivered, but she couldn't...... lost his original intention, and dragged down his grand ambition to dominate the world, Hero I.

“…… Not enough!" Seeing Ran Ziwan's pale skin showing bright red tooth marks, Xuan Ge couldn't bear to let go of his hands, but he was once again angered by Ran Ziwan. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed Ran Ziwan's slender waist, resisted Ran Ziwan hard, and leaned against the plane tree. The big hand tore domineeringly from top to bottom, until the rude death broke the belt on Ran Ziwan's chest and stroked the towering roundness of Ran Ziwan's chest...... Again and again gnawed, again and again abused......

“…… If Xuan Xiao Wang Ye doesn't give up, Ziwan is willing!" Ran Ziwan's soft waist leaned against Xuan Ge's powerful chest, her lotus arms were slightly exposed, and her chest trembled slightly. The real white delicate dust is not clean, and there are countless kiss marks blooming on the skin like plum blossoms. She indulged in Xuan Ge's body, her slender jade legs clinging to Xuan Ge's waist. The face is full of charm, and the soft bones are full of charming, muttering and whispering softly...... It is true that she said that she was willing to promise Xuan Ge's deep affection with her body, and it was also true that she was willing to accept joy under the chosen body when she was hungry......

“…… Damn!" Xuan Ge put away his movements, and once again stopped the big hand that untied Ran Zi's evening dress. The hot emotions under his body are irrepressible and suppressed. What is he doing?Xuan Ge was a little annoyed...... He knew that she had planted Dongzhou's love flowers, and that kind of poison could only be detoxified by the flowering period that was introduced as a medicine. Her body...... Her person, this life can only be flowering...... Xuan Ge threw a fist in annoyance and slammed it on the plane tree, shaking down countless Hua Ye.

Xuan Ge's chest is like silk, and his skin is half-exposed...... The pink and tender lips are slightly swollen, with the softness of obsession between opening and closing, and the magnolia fragrance left by Xuan Ge is full between the mouths. The two soft pink dots on the chest are hidden between the tulle, and they silently tell Xuan Ge's domineering and powerful revenge in the wind.

"Xuan ......" Ran Ziwan's soft voice slowly floated out, the slender lotus arm gently clinged to Xuan Ge's back, and the red and swollen tender lips leaned against Xuan Ge's thin lips again, and kissed softly. (To be continued.) )