Chapter 16 I have made you like a fish in your throat

In fact, the man's heart is the onion that was a little purple and red before it was peeled, the woman was curious, and began to peel it, and the more she peeled it, the more she was hurt, and slowly changed from purple to white, until she was peeled by the woman, and finally the onion was gone, and of course there were tears of a silly woman along with it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ‚iqugeใ€‚ ๏ฝ‰๏ฝŽfo

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” obsessed with the small waist

"Oh, you guys, have you two hugged enough?" Shangguan Qingxia's little face flushed, and there seemed to be heat on it, like a hot pot.

The pot is washed, and there are still a little water beads on the black pot surface.

The red fire burned underneath, and in the middle of the jump, there was a thin and crispy 'fart'.

Gradually, there were no water beads on the pot, and it evaporated.

But it burned so red, dry and crisp, curling with green smoke, and no water was poured into it. This is called the red bottom of the pot.

Duanmu Jin hurriedly let go of Shangguan Qiu's hand, seemed to be very embarrassed, lowered his head, clenched his fists, and coughedใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

Shangguan Autumn became more and more calm and calm, there is a flower called jasmine, she is white and fragrant; She is not like Hibiscus, she can catch people's attention as soon as she comes; Her beauty is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, teaใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ Little by little, when we are not aware of it, an occasional glance only to find that it is so inseparable from ourselves and has become a part of life.

Shangguan Autumn calmly straightened out the wide blue emerald smoke embroidery, patted the ash on his body, Shangguan Autumn's skin was like jade against the scattered flower mist and green grass pleated skirt, and the scattered flower mist green grass pleated skirt trembled in the air, like a carefree ripple from the sea.

Raising his head again, Shangguan Qiu already had a solemn face, without the shyness he should have, nor the anger after being annoyed.

"Sister Qingxia, sister, I always remember when I was a child, as long as my sister likes to eat, my sister will rush to ask my sister for it." Shangguan Qiu's face was indifferent, his eyes rolled, and he glanced at Shangguan Qingxia.

Shangguan Qingxia only felt that there seemed to be a sword on her back, and the pain in her spine was terrible.

"Sister, I have also respected Kong Rongrang pear since I was a child. But what? Later, my sister started to grow up, and every time I gave my good things to my sister. So what am I left with? Shangguan Qiu looked at it from afar: "Sister, what do you say is left of that sister?" โ€

"Left... Leftover.... Shangguan Qingxia couldn't hit it for a while, and the red at the bottom of the pot was even more pale, like the white ash on the wall mixed in.

"So, I've been thinking, 'Kong Rong let pears, I don't let 'why the big ones should let the small ones, is it because the big ones are born earlier than the small ones?!" Shangguan Qiu retracted his gaze and slightly cocked his chin as smooth as jade: "Hmph." โ€

The expression is full of energy, like a child who has grabbed candy to eat, full of spirit and joy.

"Brother Huang, the princess and I will leave first. There's something to do at home. Duanmu Jin rushed to grab Shangguan Qiu's wrist, made a gesture, and hurriedly retired.

Duanmu Hua watched the back of the two leaving, talented and beautiful, picturesque.

Duanmuhua sat down again, and muttered silently in his heart: "Kong Rong let the pear, I won't let it!" That's a good point. โ€

His slender right hand rested on the stone table and tapped irregularly.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has retired first." Shangguan Qingxia's face was directly gray, her body swayed from side to side, and when she walked to the staircase, she almost fell.

Fortunately, there were people who came with him, and the attacker and Xi Juan supported him.

The backs of the three of them were marked with a black slash.

"Let go of my hand! It hurts to death, do you know? Shangguan Qiu and Duanmu Jin went to the carriage together, and Shangguan Qiu was angry and wanted to shake off Duanmu Jin's hand.

Their intertwined hands are like a knot, cut and cut, and the arrangement is messyใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

Duanmu Jin's tongue seemed to be plastered, and he couldn't speak for a while.

But he finally slowly let go of Shangguan Qiu's wrist.

Shangguan Qiu bent his elbow and rubbed his wrist in distress.

"Duanmu Jin, what are you crazy about! Inexplicable. Scold..... It's really unreasonable. Shangguan Qiu's anxious face twitched, he stood in the carriage and made a circle, pulling his hair: "Duanmu Jin, you tell Lao Tzu clearly, what is the ** crazy?" Lao Tzu's hand was pinched twice by you today. One time is more ruthless than the other. ** Say ah! โ€

"I'll rub it, don't say it, don't say it." Shangguan Qiu is really angry, he has been a special police officer for so long, although he has not had a lot of pain, but he has not been so aggrieved, he can't fight back, he can't scold back, I rub, what does Duanmu Jin want to do.

"Boss, how do you sell this pineapple-flavored rouge?" The voice of a thin woman asking for a price sounded.

"Five copper plates are enough." A mellow middle-aged man's voice rang out.

There are all kinds of shouting outside:

"Steamed bread, steamed bread, steamed breadใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ Top big, top big steamed buns. Five cents a piece, five cents a piece. โ€

"Girl, do you want to buy a fan, this is a new variety that just came out this year - Summer Cicada Song."

ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ All sorts, all of them, all of themใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

It turned out that the carriage was in the middle of the city, and with a sigh, Shangguan Qiu didn't stand firm, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he was quick to hold on to the window.

"Ya, Nima, everything is not going well today, and I always fall." Shangguan Qiu sneered and sat on the board of the carriage.

Duanmu Jin was confused by Shangguan Qiu, who was suddenly furious, and suddenly saw Shangguan Qiu's legs so disregarding his image, like the hind legs of a toad.

Seeing Duanmu Jin's face suddenly darkened, and he said with an unkind expression: "Shangguan Qiu, I didn't expect you to become so vulgar after a few days. โ€

Uncouth? Lao Tzu is obviously a collection of "vulgar, vulgar, kitsch" in one of the three vulgarities, is it good! Shangguan Qiu rolled his eyes at him disdainfully.

The wheels of the hub are rattling, and the cries of the downtown are coming and going, catering to each other. It's very harmonious.

The symphony seems to be an old man of time passing by in a hurry, and in the torrent of time, it has become just the eating and drinking men and women on the road.

The hustle and bustle of the city sets off the silence in the carriage, as if it is the silence of the grave at night.

"You've had enough." Duanmu Jin finally came back to his senses, sat on the couch, and looked at Shangguan Qiu who was sitting on the ground.

Shangguan Qiu really doesn't want to talk anymore, what is Lao Tzu making trouble, it's clearly you.

But thinking of Duanmu Jin's tongue just now, it seemed to be in a plaster, and even if there was a quarrel, it was Lao Tzu singing a one-man show, which was boring.

She just threw Duanmu Jin a big white eye nakedly, crooked her mouth, and did her best to show him a face.

I remember Hu Shi said: "The most disgusting thing in the world is an angry face; The most obscene thing in the world is to put an angry face on the face of others. It's worse than scolding. โ€œ

Hmphโ•ญ(โ•ฏ^โ•ฐ)โ•ฎDuanmu Jin, Lao Tzu will put on a face for you, and let Lao Tzu become the damn fly in the throat.