Do a little more lucky pro, grasp the hope and fight hard.

The advent of the god of luck is often just because of a little more look, a little more thought, an extra step, and a little more.

Mr. An's words spoke to Qiaohe's heart. In order to make the atmosphere more relaxed and harmonious, Qiaohe deliberately joked:

"Mr. An, I have massage skills! Every day, with my hard-working hands, massage Xiong Yege, will you capture hope? ”

Still An did not answer Qiaohe's question directly, but like a philosopher, he said from the bottom of his heart:

"The three of you, all young men; They all live in hope and mature in the pursuit of hope. The reason why youth is beautiful is because hope is your splendor! ”

Mr. Still An said it so well! Still Xiongya thought: What is hope? It was a ray of sparkle waiting anxiously, and it was also an unexpected look back!

Holding a seed of hope in his arms, he did not hide his intentions:

"My hope is very simple, that is, to accompany Nu Ai and wait patiently for Shaokang to come back. hopes that Shaokang will bring a beauty home and completely break the thoughts of female Ai. Then, I can marry Nu Ai back home! ”

Everyone was amused by the wish of the young man! Qiaohe thought to herself: Don't suppress your enthusiasm, give yourself a little hope! So, her confession was very frank:

"My hope is not complicated, that is, I hope that Shaokang will come back and marry Sister Nu Ai home. Then, I became the bride of Male Yego. ”

Hearing Qiaohe's wish, he still grinned, and his heart was mixed. Nu Ai thought to herself: When everyone has hope, life will be more fulfilling. Sister Qiaohe's courage is commendable and worthy of appreciation.

But what is your heart's desire? Nu Ai said with infinite longing:

"My hope is very realistic, that is, I hope that Brother Shaokang will return safely, I hope that Brother Xiongye will recover soon, and I hope that a lover will eventually become a family!"

Hope is the wind chime that blows dreams; Still An has full confidence in young people:

"Actually, hope is the sweet dream of waking people! Tonight, you three young people, with hope, each have a sweet dream! ”

"Sister Qiaohe, let's go! Xiong Yege still has to recuperate from his injuries, and Mr. An is also tired! Hopefully we both have a good dream when we both lie in bed! Nu Ai smiled and urged Qiaohe.

"Alright! I hope to be able to dream of Xiong Yego tonight! "Qiaohe's way of expressing love is very direct.

Qiaohe smiled at still Xiongye, then took Nu Ai's arm and walked out of still Xiongye's room. At this time, the rain was unleashing its enthusiasm, and they rushed into the rain curtain together.

The rain fell downward, dripping down the eaves and turning into strings of watery notes.

Imagining their backs in the rain, still Xiongye shouted:

"Qiaohe, I don't want to appear in your dreams!"

The voice of the still male is drowned in the sound of the rain. Still An said meaningfully:

"Young man, the search for hope is only the beginning, and grasping hope is the process. When you see hope, it doesn't mean you see the dawn of victory. And when you really grasp the hope, you really have the chance to win! ”

Give yourself a hope, and you will live a vibrant and passionate life. Still Xiongye said thoughtfully:

"Mr. Still An, strong courage and firm will will allow me to work hard and grasp hope. Tonight, I want Nu Ai to appear in my dreams. In my dreams, she will be my bride. I will ride a white horse and marry her home!" ”

"Young man, may your dreams come true!" Still blowing out the light, he lay on the floor and got into the quilt......

Tonight, it is a rainy night, accompanied by the sound of the rain, still Xiongye is pregnant with beautiful hope, in the infatuated waiting, experiencing the nourishment in the heart.

The sound of the rain slammed into the night's dreams. Rain, pure a world. In the dream of her childhood sweetheart, Nu Ai stores the holiness in her heart.

Listening to the rain on a rainy night, in addition to enjoying loneliness, more often, enjoying a quiet and tranquil experience, enjoying the process of purifying the soul. Qiaohe imagined the fluttering of love in his longing for still Xiongye.

On this rainy night when still Xiongye was recuperating from his injuries, still Langtian entered Concubine Feng's bedroom and met Concubine Feng in the bath.

In the rising mist, in the rustling rain, love and love naturally merge together, exuding a different kind of clear fragrance......

Let's say that Langtian still lost the battle, and he was very discouraged. Phoenix Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, there are many masters. If you want to destroy the rebels in Phoenix Mountain, you have to ask for help.

Who is the best helper? Still Langtian thought of the brave and good fight. Moreover, after Shaokang fought against the 500 Han Army, he was hit by an arrow, and Pegasus jumped away, and there was no news; I don't know if the Han Pepper Technique caught up with Shaokang.

Where did Shaokang go? What about life and death? This is still the issue that Langtian is most concerned about.

Last night, still Xiongye led 200 elites to attack the Chinese army camp that was still thunderous. Under the command of Ji Muxiu, Yi Yi Zheng led the Nanying Righteous Army to ambush Still Lei Lie, and still Yuan led the Xiying Righteous Army to burn the Chinese military tent.

This morning, still Lei Lie came to plead guilty and tell the truth. When still Langtian knew that still Xiongye was stabbed in the chest by still Lei Lie, he was very happy: although the Chinese army's tent was burned, still Lei Lie still dealt a powerful blow to the arrogance of the righteous army.

Moreover, who is still Xiongye? The culprit of the uprising! The core of the rebels! Although hundreds of officers and soldiers were lost, so many people were really small compared to still Xiongye.

Being able to stab the still male Ye off the horse is a small victory. Still Langtian was relieved, at least, still Xiongye was seriously injured, and the rebels would not take any new action for the time being. Taking this opportunity, he can go to the city to move troops.

So, not only did Langtian not reproach still Lei Lie, but also gave him the soldiers and horses he needed, and helped him with some property. Still Lei Lie was blessed by misfortune, and naturally he was determined to give his master his life.

It's just that still Lei Lie didn't dare to say anything about Jing Ye stealing the waist card. That kind of humiliating thing, let it rot in the stomach. Moreover, he also kept his mouth shut about those who knew about it.

added soldiers, horses, and property, and still Lei Lie thought - after still Langtian left, how to be beautiful and bright, and when still Langtian returned, he would ask for merit and reward.

Still Langtian decided to go to the city tomorrow, and on this rainy night tonight, he came to the dormitory of the Empress Dowager Feng and said goodbye to her.

Still Langtian likes to kill, but he also likes women. There is nothing more comfortable for him than being with the woman he likes.

On this rainy night, Concubine Feng was taking a bath in the bath. The water is sprinkled with pink roses, delicate and charming. The palace maids gathered around Concubine Feng, cleaning and kneading her. Concubine Feng looked very enjoyable.

Since His Royal Highness still made him a king, although the father and son of Yexi control the power, they have special respect for their mother and son.

is still young, and needs someone to support him to get through this period of youth. As long as the father and son did not covet the throne of the king, their mother and son were victorious.

When you still grow up, you will naturally gradually receive the real power in your hands. At that time, the father and son of Yixi must not be the opponent of their mother and son.

And for still Langtian, Concubine Feng is not disgusted. One, still Langtian will fly to the eyes. There is a magical power in those eyes, and the glittering brilliance goes straight to the bottom of the heart, touching and tempting.

Moreover, there will still be sweet words in the sky, and the feeling is like: the moon hangs on the willow tops, the evening breeze blows lightly, the osmanthus flowers are fragrant, and the dew is dripping.

Still Langtian's biggest advantage lies in his supernatural body. Every time I love her, I bring Concubine Feng the feeling: as if flying in a wonderful fairy tale, lingering in the flower room of a dream.

How many times, Concubine Feng has hoped to turn into an innocent white cat and let her be caressed.

Concubine Feng is like an innocent girl, like a sound, ticking, rushing down from a high place; As a result, he became a dizzy elf in the vast rain.

The caress of the still sunny sky is a melodious melody. Just like the breeze rippling, the strings rattle, and the lotus leaves can't help but dance. It was the grace of green, the delicacy of red.

In the blend of love and love, the two people seem to turn into two colorful butterflies, fluttering in the quiet morning light, swaying in a beautiful scenery.

"Queen Mother, Da Sima is still in the sky!" There was a palace maid who reported and woke Concubine Feng from her thoughts.

"Let's just say that the Queen Mother is bathing and let him wait in the main hall!" There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Concubine Feng's mouth.

She will hang on him, and she will not let his heart do its way. So, she gently stroked the water, closed her eyes and lay in the water, leisurely.

After waiting for a long time, Langtian still didn't see Concubine Feng coming to the main hall. He didn't want to wait any longer: he had to leave tomorrow morning, and there was still a lot of work to be arranged.

The little king is still a decoration, and they are still father and son to do big and small things. Let Concubine Feng spend so much, won't it delay time? I just want to say goodbye to her and leave after making it clear.

So, still Langtian walked directly towards the bath. Those palace maids and guards knew about their affairs, and they did not come to stop them, and they did not dare to stop them.

Although Concubine Feng is the queen mother, the power is in the hands of the father and son, who can not be afraid? .

Still Langtian is the Great Sima, whoever controls the army has the right to speak. Everyone avoided it, but Langtian was still unimpeded all the way.

When I came to the bath, I saw the phoenix concubine surrounded by roses: her expression was leisurely, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her skin was better than snow, and she was delicate and watery. Still Langtian didn't stop and look at it, Concubine Feng was really beautiful and elegant.

"Queen Mother, Da Sima is here!" A palace maid whispered in Concubine Feng's ear.

"Presumptuous!" Concubine Feng shouted loudly at Still Langtian. I thought: Old lady bathing, what are you doing here? Don't you think the two of us are not an eyesore?

"You go down!" Still Langtian shouted at the palace maids beside the bath. The voice was terrifying. The palace maids hurriedly left Concubine Feng and walked out of the bathroom.

"Still in the sky, you ...... You...... You've gone too far! "Concubine Feng's face has been lost, and she will still grit her teeth with hatred.

"Sister Feng, I'll help you wash it!" Still Langtian instantly became gentle, and his tone was graceful and charming.

This is really: the rainy night bath to meet, the style is all kinds of Tibetan graceful.