No. 046 Butterfly Love Flower Language

I saw a girl of fourteen or five years old, with an anxious face, dressed beautifully, carrying a fresh basin of water, frightened by the scene in front of her, falling to the ground, with a beautiful blue skirt, wet, stunned when I saw the person in the hands of the bartender man, without the slightest reserve of a girl, crying and running to the front of the bartender man, the slender show punched the hand of the man who was pitiing the boy, crying, you let go of him, let go of him, please let him go,......。

Everyone saw the girl, dressed beautifully, with a beautiful temperament, white skin like clotted fat, and a face like a peach blossom, which was a rare beauty, how could she go crazy for this slave man, everyone was full of doubts, and the wine guest man, bored in his heart, actually used the wine nature, snapped his backhand and threw it over, the girl fell to the ground in response, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and her jade cheeks showed five more fingerprints when she poured, but she didn't seem to care, still crying and tearing,.

Stop, Ge broke off his drink, like thunder on the ground, this voice revealed an irresistible majesty, filled with a mighty righteousness.

The sloppy drinker man was suddenly startled by this voice, and the strength in his hand was also loosened a little, the young man fell to the ground, and the young daughter who was crying into tears on the side crawled to the young man's side, holding him in his arms and crying helplessly.

The sloppy drinker, looking back, saw a neatly dressed old man, sideburns like silver threads, oblique shawl head, eyes staring at him, the whole person has its own indescribable majesty.

It is Zhou Laoxian, he is old, but when he was young, he was also in a high position, and in front of this sloppy drinker, he stood up and made a judgment, and the strong dragon did not suppress the head snake, and the sloppy drinker did not dare to make trouble on other people's territory, so he couldn't say a word.

The hall was full of guests, and the curiosity was even stronger, seeing the two young men who knelt on the ground and hugged each other, one looked stunned, smiled stupidly, and the corners of his eyes were thin and moist, and there was a sense of beauty that was different from ordinary men in the world, he was young, but the coarse linen clothes could not hide it, the most pure and kind eyes in the world.

Another flower looks like a moon, with a good posture, a delicate and beautiful posture is rare to see, Mingmu is tearful and pitiful to hug the person in his arms, sobbing and crying, it is a gorgeous and beautiful dress, dyed with a little dirt, poignant and weak.

The person in his arms slowly raised his head, his eyes were extremely attached and stretched out his fingers to wipe the girl's tears, serious gentleness, the slight smile, which made people cry,

He hated, hated the coldness of this world, full of grief and indignation and nowhere to resolve, the figure walked to the door, looked up at the supreme sky, thunder and lightning, wind and rain ruthless, mountains in the distance, a little red light swaying, particularly conspicuous, Zhou Laoxian, his eyes shook violently, his body trembled violently, his head was dizzy, he wanted to fall to the ground, his eyes were like about to spew fire, and he lost his voice, this, this, this, how could it be............