cpa300_4(); Live-streamed episodes:

Blood Confession:

Ask a question:

Qingchen: Where is your birthplace?!

Big Guy: Snake Nest.

Qingchen (black line): ~ Specific!

Da Liang: Probably, should, maybe, maybe,,,

Qingchen (white eyes): Straightforward!

Big Behave: No. 88 Double Python Cave in the Black Wind Forest of Lechuan Peak.

Qingchen: You still have a semicolon......

Great Obedient (Tail Swinging): The process of modernization has driven the world, and of course our snake clan will not lag behind, each cave is divided into three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, one for parents, one for brothers, and one is a guest room.

Qingchen: Living room,,, are you snake clans still hanging out?

Da Ling: Yes, every 15th day of the first month of April, the distant snakes will come back and get together.

Qingchen: April,,, that's your estrus period.

Big Guy: Yes, yes. (Looks embarrassed.) ）

Qingchen (full of cold sweat): Don't sue me that your family is two-headed.

Da Qiang: No, it was only in my grandfather's generation that the two-headed python appeared.

Qingchen: What is the relationship between your grandfather and your grandmother......

Big boy (two big heads shaking their heads): Brother and sister.

Qingchen: No wonder the bloodlines are so confusing. (Support)

Big Guy: What is bloodline?

Qingchen: It's nothing, (upright, grim-looking), have you ever mated before?

Big good (snake tail is closed, two heads are ostrich-shaped, shy and woody): Such a shameful question. How do you ask people to answer?

Qingchen: (Bulging muscles)! The gold needle reaches seven inches.

Big Guy: I, I, don't be so impulsive, isn't it just copulation,,,, hey, hey, your needle!

(Golden Needle Convergence)

Once, my mother and they all went out, and only me and I were at home. Big. A memory in his eyes. Afterward. Ahem, you know, lonely men and widows, yes, the first love. The nature of the ......, (10,000 words omitted below) in the same room, it is inevitable that some ∵∽∵∽∵∽∵∽, m.≯.co⊥mstyle_tt; Something bad.

Qingchen turned around. looked at the scorching judge behind him: Lord Rong Qi, the facts of the case are already clear, obviously he himself and gave birth to a good man, and asked the adult to decide.

Lazily raised his hand, and his thin lips lightly opened: Pull it down, cut it.

In the distance, there was a big and obedient scream: Wronged, I don't want to be separated from "big" (good)!

Limb separation surgery,,,,

Recommended book "The Age of Recklessness"

After Ji Ning's death, he came to the Netherworld Mansion, and was sentenced to the next life by the judge, and was reincarnated into the Ji clan of the tribe.

Over here

There is a boast of the father, day by day......

There is a Houyi shooting golden crow......

There are also countless immortal cultivators who have gone through three disasters and nine tribulations in order to live a long life, and have died without regrets......

……

Ji Ning also became an immortal cultivator and began his path of immortal cultivation......

Recommend the book "A Product? Beauty: The Demon Husband is Coming

She is a prime minister, but she lives a hard life, she just wants to marry a dignified man to spend her life with, but she inadvertently provokes a black belly and violent men, they are like kraft candy, they all rely on her and can't get rid of it. Well, since she can't get rid of it, then she will come to train them well, let them know what a wife is, but who can sue her, why is it all the other way around? Who the hell is femdoming whom? Why does she wake up every day and find that she is sore all over...... When men married voluntarily or involuntarily, she realized that the smoke of men was even more terrifying, especially a big bad wolf who planned to eat alone and had a combination of intrigue and poison and charm.

Recommended book "The Favorite Wife of the Prime Minister with a Black Belly"

Emperor Jingyuan's favorite princess Rongchang married the eldest son of Zuo Xiang, and Zuo Xiang's mansion won this honor, and opened a seven-day flowing water banquet on Shengjing official street, feasting guests, and the east of the city was very lively for a while

However, unlike the previous princess marrying the prince, the reason why this wedding has become a topic of discussion on the streets and alleys, and even spread to the world, is for another reason.

……

The weeping willows by the moat had just pulled out new shoots, and she secretly ran out of the palace to find Han Ye to put paper kites together. The man who was famous in Jinghua silently accompanied her through the long stone bridge, and suddenly said: "Princess Jing, it was Han Ye who failed you, and the minister has asked His Majesty to marry Princess Luo, and the marriage will be completed in a month." ”

When he finished, he didn't wait for her answer, and turned away.

Han Ye stopped, but he didn't smile, his handsome face was as good-looking as ever, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, occupying the advantage of height, he looked into her eyes without avoiding it from a top-down angle, and said seriously word by word: "Yaya, what I just did is true, the wedding date has been set." ”

Her body was trembling, but her hands hugged Han Ye's arms tighter, she laughed hard, but her words were mixed with the arrogance of many imperial princesses: "It's okay, I'm going to ask my father to change his will!" My father will promise me! ”

Han Ye was silent for a while, lowered his eyelids and said lightly, "I love her." ”

She had never heard Han Ye say such unfamiliar three words, even when he loved her the most, it was just, Yaya, I like you.

Her hand suddenly lost strength, she could no longer hold Han Ye's arm, and asked in a dumb voice, "What...... How can it be? You've only seen her a few times, how could you suddenly fall in love with her? ”

Han Ye looked at her like an ignorant child, as always, with a doting feeling: "Some people may fall in love with just one glance, Yaya, you are still there, so ...... You don't understand [Chapter 00 of the Black Prime Minister's Favorite Wife]. ”

This is Han Ye, the tone of his words has not changed, and his beautiful voice has not changed, but his heart ...... It's changed.

She couldn't answer a word, forgot even her tears, and stood there like a fool. Han Ye wrung his eyebrows and looked at her quietly, then suddenly turned around and walked away along the neat weeping willows beside the river bank, without looking back.

As soon as her fingers loosened, the fluttering paper kite fell into the icy moat with the cold wind of February, and at the age of sixteen, Bailijing's paper kite could no longer fly......

Suddenly, as if crazy, she chased after the distant back. She called his name aloud—

"Han Ye! Han Ye! Han Ye! Han Ye! ”

No matter how much she shouted, he wouldn't turn back, let her voice be hoarse and hoarse, and let her throw herself down hard......

"Han Ye ......"

There was a sharp pain in her wrist, and Bai Lijing suddenly opened her eyes, feeling cold tears slipping down her cheeks.

Dreams can't deceive people, like painful scars, only you know.

She couldn't help but raise her left hand, the red coral beads on her wrist were still so tightly entangled, and the pain came out of the crack in the extreme......

But this one raised his hand. She was taken aback. Big red wedding dress! Lowering her eyes, as far as she could see, there was a red quilt and a red mandarin duck tent, she turned over and just wanted to sit up. But it happened to meet a pair of gentle black eyes.

Bailijing has grown to be sixteen years old now. I have seen the deceit of the court. The snobbery of the market, and even the competition on Lutai Mountain, have never seen such indisputable eyes. It's as calm as a waveless lake. The lake was so close to her that she could hear his shallow breathing.

"I ......" she was about to speak, when suddenly a red wide sleeve stretched out, slender fingers caressed her cheeks, and the warm fingertips slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the movements were gentle, like a treasure.

Bai Lijing was touched by his slightly cool fingers, and unconsciously shivered with cold, and sat up with her arms slammed, only to find that she had just slept in the crook of his arm, and the man's long hair scattered on the pillow was a few strands of her black hair intertwined, and the wedding clothes on both of them were complete.

As soon as she dodged, the man's raised left hand hung in the air, neither high nor low, and could not be touched or retracted. Bai Lijing looked at him consciously, and saw that the man's gentle eyes instantly dimmed a little, he calmly withdrew his hand, half-clenched into a fist against his lips and coughed a few times, and the bright red wedding dress and joy were reflected in his pale face becoming more and more sick.

Sick for a long time, speechless, and killed three widowers who had married wives—

Bai Lijing married Mo Wen, but because of his identity. But for Mo to ask himself, how could his new wife not be sad if he disliked him so much?

It's a pity that he can't speak, and he can't be sad.

Bai Lijing suddenly felt guilty, so she took the initiative to ask, "When did you wake up?" Why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

Mo Wen turned his head to look at her, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he shook his head slightly, he supported the bed board with his arms and prepared to get up, but his body was weak, and his movements seemed to be very difficult.

Bai Lijing hurriedly leaned over to help him, the two of them were very close again, his inky black hair hung down, gently brushed her cheeks, the smell of wine on his body had faded, and only a vague medicinal fragrance wafted from the end of his nose.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, followed by the girl's voice: "Princess Jing, the slave is here to freshen up for you." ”

Three or five girls pushed the door in, and saw the two people sitting on the wedding couch, making eye contact with each other, and their smiles were abnormal. One of the girls stepped forward and said respectfully: "Princess, the slave maid will help you take off your wedding dress, why did you sleep with your clothes last night?" ”

On the wedding night, the wedding dress of the newlyweds is complete, if it is changed to a normal person, it may be excusable, but it can be replaced by the sick and weak son Mo Wen, this kind and kind concern is the essence of ridicule and sarcasm, and this girl has only talked to Baili Jing from beginning to end, completely ignoring the existence of Mo Wen, which is obviously customary.

Bailijing stood up from the wedding couch quietly, the palace maid thought she had agreed, stepped forward, her fingers just touched her wedding dress, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop", the palace maid was slapped out hard, and hit the lacquered wood carved screen hard, and the rest of the girls were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

Bai Lijing stood in the new house in a fiery red wedding dress, her posture was condescending, her eyes swept over the kneeling girl on the ground, and sneered: "The palace doesn't understand the rules of the prime minister's house, but you should inquire, there is never a grain of sand in the eyes of the palace!" From today on, keep your mouths and hands in mind, and don't be confused about who is the master and who is the slave! ”

Daxing is still martial, Queen Situ is from Jiangmen, Princess Bailijing is a good martial artist, and not long ago everyone really saw her crazy ruthlessness. In this way, Shicai's slap was quite light, but half of the girl's face was already swollen, and her lips were stained with bright blood, and she covered her cheeks and kowtowed repeatedly: "The slave knows her mistake!" The slave knows her mistake! The slave doesn't dare anymore! Please spare your life, princess! ”

Baili Jing turned a deaf ear to the sound of forgiveness one after another, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard, and someone stepped into the new house generously......

From beginning to end, Gongzi Mowen's eyes were unpleasant, as if all the qiē in front of him had nothing to do with him. (To be continued...... ）