Broken Yu listened to Song Chumo's heartbeat, she wanted to know that Song Chumo's heart was beating for herself at this moment, but no, not at all, she could hardly hear Song Chumo's heartbeat.

Is she not beautiful enough?

If you take off your clothes?

Broken Jade raised her head, untied her coat in front of Song Chumo, and pinched Song Chumo's face again, asking him to look at herself, in this way, she still felt that it was not enough, so she untied her belly pocket with one hand.

The white and tender breasts reveal infinite spring light, especially the turbulent appearance on the chest, which should be unbearable for most men, but Song Chumo was still indifferent, just looking at this clown-like figure with a sarcastic expression.

"Song Shayu, you are not her, even if you ask for a parting word, you are not worthy." Song Chumo spit out these words unhurriedly, no matter how the person in front of him scratched his head and gestured, he was indifferent.

If you don't love, you don't love, no matter how much you force it, even if it's medication, it will only make him feel sick.

But the more Song Chumo is like this, the more he hates Broken Jade. Suddenly, she saw a simple purse hanging from Song Chumo's waist, without the slightest pattern, but it was new as if it had just been embroidered. But she knew that there were no women by Song Chumo's side.

"What is this?" Broken jade pulled through the purse and looked at Song Chumo questioning.

"Give it back to me, Song Shayu, don't let me hate you." Song Chumo gritted his teeth and said to the broken jade, this is Xiao Li'er's thing, he doesn't allow anyone to touch it.

"Hmph, I knew it was that woman's thing, such a rotten handiwork, in the entire Shikoku, it is estimated that only that woman made it."

Broken jade glanced at the purse with disgust, and then under Song Chumo's murderous eyes, in front of Song Chumo, the purse town was smashed, after the purse was broken, the objects inside were also revealed, it was a piece of fine mutton fat jade, and the broken jade played with it in her hand a little lovingly, and seeing that Song Chumo was still looking like she was going to eat herself, she suddenly spoke.

"Destroy her, and you'll love me!"

After saying that, Broken Jade began to giggle, but in an instant, she found that she couldn't move, what was going on? Is there a problem with this purse, or is it the jade in the palm of the hand?

Pure white mutton fat jade, under the illumination of candlelight, looks beautiful and makes people can't take their eyes off, but it is this inconspicuous little thing, so that how many heroes and heroes, bow down to the hand, it is in response to the old saying, the more inconspicuous, the more beware.

Song Chumo struggled to get up, tied his clothes, and then snatched the mutton fat jade from the broken jade's hand, and wiped it vigorously on his body, as if the broken jade had soiled it, that purse, he actually didn't need it, Xiao Li'er, a half-thing, how could he not, it's just that that thing is Xiao Li'er's.

Song Chumo finished wiping the jade and staggered towards the door, the broken jade screaming in place. "Why, why don't you want to like me? Second Emperor Brother, I have liked you for so many years, but you have never been willing to look at me squarely, what did I do wrong? ”

Song Chumo heard the word liking, paused, half loud, and when Shayu thought he had left, Song Chumo said such a sentence.

"You and I are the same kind of people, selfish, for their own sake, do everything, but I don't want the person I like to be such a person."

Tears suddenly flowed out of the corners of Broken Jade's eyes, and she opened her mouth to herself. "She's also selfish, why don't you hate her?"

"No, you're wrong, Xiao Li'er is the most unselfish person I've ever met."

If she is selfish, she can walk away, if she is selfish, she can be the freest and happiest person in the world, but my little divorce will not, as long as she cares about you, she will always think about you.

Unlike them, they keep talking about love, but for the sake of fame and fortune, they can love their father and kill their brother.

After Song Chumo left, Broken Yu cried naked and couldn't help herself, from now on, she and the second emperor brother would no longer be possible.

Song Chumo walked out of the courtyard, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and when he tried to open his eyes hard, his head was only a piece of chaos.

But he knew that he shouldn't sleep at this time, Song Chuhao's people must be looking for him all over the street, but he was so tired, really tired.

Xiao Li'er, if you were here at this time, you would definitely think of a way, right? You see that the senior brother is useless, he has a body of martial arts and a body of medical skills, and he is secretly calculated like this, Xiao Li'er, are you okay here?

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In the Luojia Temple, the moon and the stars are kneeling in the center of the Buddha hall devoutly, kowtowing one after another, as if this can bring good luck to themselves.

However, Qiu Moli stood alone outside the Buddha hall, looking at the crowd for a while, and pulling his sleeves for a while, he looked extremely comfortable.

She doesn't enter the Buddha hall, because she has no wish, if she insists on getting involved, only the virtuous concubine is happy and happy, and she lives a long life, but these can't ask for heaven, only she can control her own life, maybe she can't control her life, but it is not difficult to strengthen her body at all.

Her life has become a mess, the emperor is not like the emperor, the general is not like the general, and even the maid has become not like the maid.

If only my brother were here, he would know where there was fun and where there was good food.

Thinking of this, Qiu Moli suddenly stretched, well, the others are really tired, it seems that they still have to go to the backyard to rest first.

In addition to a few royal families, the backyard of Luojia Temple is generally not allowed to enter, but Qiu Moli and Song Chumo are the apprentices of Master Fushen, and the people in the temple will never stop her.

The backyard is still the same as before, quiet and quiet, but because of winter, all the trees in the backyard have turned into dead branches.

Perhaps, there should be some pine trees or something here, Qiu Moli thought quite seriously, in this way, he should be more angry!

It was still the room where he usually lived, and when he pushed the door open, he saw a person standing in the room, so frightened that Qiu Moli hurriedly took a few steps back, and when he finally saw the person in front of him, Qiu Moli's anger finally rose up.

"Okay, you Luo Chan, you still know how bad you are, do you know how badly you hurt me? You bastard! ”

Qiu Moli pointed at Luo Chan who was wearing a mask and began to scold, if it weren't for this bastard, how would Xuan Zixu know that he knew that he knew martial arts, how could he let his last trump card "Li Li" become a hypnotic talisman.

It's all him, Luo Chan, I'm going to kill you......