The words suitable for dragon feathers have never been delicate, but bewitching, and they are pure and flawless to the bones.

Whether it is fighting or not, it is all between Zhu Yan's thoughts. Since then, she and Qiao'er have become sisters, and she has changed maids by her side. It's just her heart, and no one will tell her in the future. When the competitive maid was waiting for Long Yu's makeup early in the morning, she deliberately applied a few more layers of fat powder, and deliberately picked a heavier golden hairpin, which was finally replaced by Long Yu. Long Yu has never relied on those gorgeous clothes and grooming to expand her aura on the surface, she wins with her beauty and temperament. Even if it is an ordinary and ordinary dress, she can wear the feeling of the phoenix dance for nine days and the city and the country. is still dressed in green clothes, with light makeup, and the flowers are as clear and flawless as water, just like when she came.

In the middle of the banquet, she was generous and decent, without showing the jealousy and resentment of the little family. She regarded herself as Qiao'er's sister, an insider of this big family, and she smiled peacefully during the banquet. This time, she was not as fragile, so fragile, and so crying as others imagined, but was strong and brave and gradually learned to bear injustice and loneliness with her weak shoulders. If you want to see me cry, I'll make you laugh first.

"Brother, Long Yu respects you! Uncles eat and drink well. Long Yu shuttled through the banquet and toasted Ayesorang.

She has always been in a mood of respect and worship for Aye Solang, she respects his straightforwardness and boldness, and respects his uprightness.

"Thank you, princess!" Ayesolan lifted the green radish and drank it down. During the banquet, Aye Solang looked at Long Yu, who was sometimes smiling, and Long Yu was sometimes lingering on Aya Yiyan's face without any change in expression.

I really don't understand what these two people are thinking. One took a concubine with a dull expression as if he was a dead concubine, and the other was as happy as he saw his husband having a new love as if he had a happy event.

I have seen the singing and dancing, like a sigh, a thousand bottles of moon, red leaves, a wave of cold purple Mo cloud fiber easy to change the year. Long Yu pretended not to see Aya's angry gaze, only the unfinished delicacies and the endless ramblings of Ayasolang beside him. If you don't go first, Long Yu will always be this generous lady at this banquet to take this wedding banquet for you.

In the middle of the night, under the red candle, who looks at whose face, and who secretly says that they are stumbling, only to know that the night is long and makes people sad.

In the end, Aya Yiyan couldn't help it, and got up from the banquet, his eyes were bright and bright, but he only fell on Long Yu, who was dressed in green clothes and white clothes with a bewitching smile but ice muscles and jade bones. Qiao'er beside him grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, but how could he have a feather in his heart. doesn't care if this is his new marriage, no matter how strong the laughter is at the banquet, and there is no time to talk about the value of a thousand gold tonight. He was about to walk over and take her hand, so that her bewitching, stubborn, distressed, and wolf bèi belonged to him.

How can you not be sad, I love you so much, treat you so much, how can you smile so flawlessly, as if the harm I have done to you is not worth mentioning, how can I be alone.

"What is this doing? Long Yu is very idle here, so don't hesitate to accompany ......"

couldn't help but say that Long Yu was drunk, and Aya Yiyan took advantage of the drunkenness to hold Long Yu's wrist tightly, looking at her as if he wanted to embed her eyes and body in her body.

The peach blossoms add a few madness to the eyes.

He pulled the dragon feather, ignoring the singing and laughter in the tent. His back was not young, as if it was as long as in a dream, leaving her alone in a panic.

Dream too late, hands are desolate, feel her heart beating. The dream is so long, you don't hold on to me anymore. Until you listened to your footsteps, let the cold moonlight hit Long Yu's face. The stormy kiss fell, trying to crush and erode myself, but I still stood quietly and silently laughing, allowing you to vent your resentment and anger. Until you suck to the end, bite that red lip, and release the lip flap with a blink of light between your lips and teeth.

"Happy newlywed, colt!" Long Yu stood quietly, smiling, looking at Aya Yiyan who was gasping for wine beside him.

So, is it Goodbye? That's how Long Yu understands it. "Now, you can go back to the bride. We're both clear! ”

The first round of climax is coming, and if you like it, you must collect this book and add it to the shelf*****