The silver cloud dragon pattern copper furnace smoked soft incense, this is the unique taste in Fang Sirui's room, the woman who taught him a headache, is lying on the couch, seems to be tired and tight, the light red robe is dragging the ground, the green onion white fingertips are scratching the small words on the page, the eyebrows are in the painting, and there is a trace of innocent doubt, like a hibiscus flower-like style.

Looking up and seeing Liu He, the trace of innocence disappeared in an instant, she sat up from the couch with her clothes in her hands, her waist and back seemed to support an invisible ring ruler, and the noble nobility came out from between her eyebrows.

Seeing that it was Liu He, the maid serving in the pavilion nodded resignedly, and retreated after a while.

Liu He got up in the half-withered spring, replaced the broken plum blossoms into the porcelain vase with crushed ice, walked to the couch again, took out the fold in his sleeve, and threw it to Fang Sirui casually, with a cold smile in his deep eyes, and said: "This is a bit tricky, it's really troublesome, I haven't eaten for a day, Jin Shi listened to the church there, and he was tired." ”

Fang Sirui's eyes froze, then he snatched the fold and unfolded it to see.

Liu He let her be presumptuous, looking a little unhappy, or thinking that he secretly changed his gift unhappily, so he didn't think much about it, just let her come, after all, he only has a little popularity when he is angry. When he was young, he had trained his weapons for many years, and although he went to the battlefield, the final situation was indeed not very good, but there were still some light and thick calluses in his palms.

Raised his hand and rubbed his head, letting his calluses cross his face again, and he didn't care, he looked at Fang Sirui of the second.

Fang Sirui's face did not change, he only saw the word "marriage" on the fold, his eyes were slightly deep, and he couldn't help but drill tighter, this matter, he didn't expect it to come so quickly, the marriage is not trivial, at this time, the poems are nervous, if they can be supported by them, it is naturally better, it must be Liu Yuan naturally will not refuse, what do they do, how can it be within their range of thoughts.

Fang Sirui's actions made Liu He frown, he didn't like Fang Sirui to be sad, because the people in this room were the people he liked. deliberately put his face to Fang Sirui's ear, exhaled hot air, and said, "What's the matter, aren't you angry?" Nervous? The gentleness and eagerness of the force leaned on Fang Sirui's shoulder, Fang Sirui didn't think about it, and immediately dodged away.

As for her reaction, Liu He was naturally expected, chuckled, and left again, and continued with thin lips: "It seems that you are really in the past. ”。

Fang Sirui's lips trembled slightly, and he just wanted to refute what he wrote, but he still stopped, stopped talking, paused, naturally felt that it was not enjoyable, and said in a low voice: "How come, I am just a concubine, is this a god, I naturally care very much, you don't have to say it again." ”

"What? It's not a man's call today, aren't you really angry? Liu He's voice was gentle, but his eyes suddenly became concerned, and he continued: "Actually, you don't have to be nervous, this matter is naturally solved by me for you, if you say a word, I will naturally not say a word, and directly refuse this marriage." ”

Regarding Liu He's words, Fang Sirui's face did not change at all, but his heart was naturally a little moved, after all, this kind of time is not commonplace, but his expression randomly became calm again, man, what he said, it was just when he blew a gust of wind in his ears. She looked up on her face, her eyelashes were long and dense, and she rarely had a bit of warmth, and there was a chaotic blur in her eyes, which was very different from this cold expression, but it was extremely seductive.

Liu He's eyes were a little confused, but seeing that she didn't speak, he forcibly held back the desire in his heart, and fragmentary anger rose from his abyssal eyes, he licked his lips, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Fang Sirui's neck.

Fang Sirui knew the pain, but he only frowned slightly. After tasting a little fishy smell between his teeth, Liu He let go of her, grabbed his sharp jaw and asked: "You should be like this, you really don't care about it, beg me, only at that time, did I do so many things for you, did it really seem worthless in your heart?" ”

Fang Sirui looked at him for a while, half laughed, and said intermittently: "Did the male monarch do it for me?" I can't remember exactly...... Oh! Could it be that the male gentleman is talking about something? The object that gave me to Shan Yue, without asking me, just changed it at will, oh, yes, I'm just a concubine, what kind of rain do I have to talk to......"

For such words, Liu He Weijue was harsh. He gritted his teeth, grabbed Fang Sirui's thin white neck with one hand, supported the ground with the other, pushed Fang Sirui to it, and immediately kissed it, without saying anything.

Liu He ripped off his belt, revealing the toned pectoral muscles, the bulging muscles were white and tender, and the women with their faces were ashamed of themselves, for a while, take a look at Fang Sirui below, and then look at Liu He's appearance, in comparison, Fang Sirui in his arms is really a little weak.

The long eyelashes were a little wet because of Fang Cai's pain, as if no matter how much he was a love beast in what he did, although Ping Sili, Liu He took her docile, but Fang Sirui always had an indescribable fear, usually it was as cold as an ice carved jade sculpture, and it was difficult for anyone to split a little bit.

Liu He's eyes were stung, and he immediately dodged away, looking a little guilty, but he didn't control it after all just now, and the three souls and seven spirits made her hooked upside down, but when she thought of Fang Sirui's indifferent appearance about herself, her cavity burned with anger. Suddenly, the guilt just now was also gone.

He embed Fang Sirui in his arms, like a medicine to crush Fang Sirui, for a while Fang Sirui actually forgot about the needle prick, so he let him hold it like this, Liu He paused and said: "I have never told you about this matter, but I really love you sincerely, and at that time, your attitude is always so cold, is it possible that if I don't say it, do you think I don't care about it?" ”

The silver cloud dragon pattern copper furnace smoked soft incense, this is the unique taste in Fang Sirui's room, the woman who taught him a headache, is lying on the couch, seems to be tired and tight, the light red robe is dragging the ground, the green onion white fingertips are scratching the small words on the page, the eyebrows are in the painting, and there is a trace of innocent doubt, like a hibiscus flower-like style.

Looking up and seeing Liu He, the trace of innocence disappeared in an instant, she sat up from the couch with her clothes in her hands, her waist and back seemed to support an invisible ring ruler, and the noble nobility came out from between her eyebrows.

Seeing that it was Liu He, the maid serving in the pavilion nodded resignedly, and retreated after a while.

Liu He got up in the half-withered spring, replaced the broken plum blossoms into the porcelain vase with crushed ice, walked to the couch again, took out the fold in his sleeve, and threw it to Fang Sirui casually, with a cold smile in his deep eyes, and said: "This is a bit tricky, it's really troublesome, I haven't eaten for a day, Jin Shi listened to the church there, and he was tired." ”

Fang Sirui's eyes froze, then he snatched the fold and unfolded it to see.

Liu He let her be presumptuous, looking a little unhappy, or thinking that he secretly changed his gift unhappily, so he didn't think much about it, just let her come, after all, he only has a little popularity when he is angry. When he was young, he had trained his weapons for many years, and although he went to the battlefield, the final situation was indeed not very good, but there were still some light and thick calluses in his palms.

Raised his hand and rubbed his head, letting his calluses cross his face again, and he didn't care, he looked at Fang Sirui of the second.

Fang Sirui's face did not change, he only saw the word "marriage" on the fold, his eyes were slightly deep, and he couldn't help but drill tighter, this matter, he didn't expect it to come so quickly, the marriage is not trivial, at this time, the poems are nervous, if they can be supported by them, it is naturally better, it must be Liu Yuan naturally will not refuse, what do they do, how can it be within their range of thoughts.