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But what I saw more was her light gauze skirt, and then compared to the fur on her body.

If it is not cultivated against the sky, it is the clothes that are warm in winter and cool in summer.

Whatever it is, it all shows that this group of people is not simple.

Jing Qiqing is used to it, and it doesn't look like that much.

It's just that for Bishu's words, I feel helpless and bitter.

"Who are you!" Bishu saw that San Shao was actually flirting with other women, and his eyes darkened.

Zi Jiuxi turned his gaze back to Jing Qiqing, his eyes were red like an idiot. It is written nakedly, this thing will not come out of a mental hospital!

"Bishu, go back! Ever since I left there, I haven't thought about going back. Jing Qiqing saw Bi Rou's frozen expression for a moment, and knew that it was useless to say more.

"But the saint said......"

"Well, none of that has anything to do with me." interrupted what Bishu wanted to say, and his face was very impatient.

After waiting for Jing Qiqing for a long time, Su Shiyao was restless there.

clenched his fists and looked at the tent door, his eyes condensed like substance.

"Biqi, you say, is he complaining about me?" The woman's voice was still ethereal, with a hint of grievance.

"No, the holy woman is the most beautiful woman in this world, the third young master is infatuated, for you, even his body is ignored, how can someone who doesn't even want your life for you?"

……

It was night, in Su Shiyao's tent.

"Bijian."

"The subordinates are here." A person walked out of the dark corner and knelt straight in front of Zi Jiuxi.

This man, shrouded in shadows, was her most powerful secret guard.

"You go check the relationship between that woman and Qing!" Listening to Bi Shu say that, how could she still do it, and her cold voice seemed to want to tear Zi Jiuxi apart.

"Wait a minute, let's follow the old rules!"

"Yes!" Bijian answered, and disappeared into the tent as he had come.

Seeing the direction in which the blue sword disappeared, the vicious face slowly softened, and finally returned to the same holy rank nobility as always.

"Qing, you'd better not have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

Before the murmuring could fall, another dark shadow passed silently outside the tent.

The shadow was extremely fast, and once again entered another tent.

The man, dressed in a black brocade robe, sat on the floor, holding a yellowed scroll in his hand.

"Master." The man in black fell to his knees on one knee, his body still shrouded in shadow.

"Hmm. Go? ”

The man's voice was cold, and a look of worry crossed his eyebrows.

"Yes, Bi Jian was ordered to investigate the relationship between Miss Zi and the Third Young Master." The man paused at this point, not knowing whether to say or not.

"I don't like to spit out."

"The saint said, according to the old rules." As he spoke, the temperature in the tent dropped dramatically.

The man's eyes were in a trance, and the maid appeared in front of him again, and a bloody and fleshy lower body appeared, and in the cold winter, he was lying naked in the firewood room, and there was no intact place on his body.

"Master!" Sensing a moment of tyranny and condensation, the dark shadow hurriedly interrupted.

"Say." The man turned around, and his breath was instantly restrained, as if it was just an illusion before.

"The holy woman seems to be ...... to the third young master" He knew that he shouldn't say it, but now he was obviously cuckolding his master.

"Ink Shadow, you know I don't care." The man sighed softly.