The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is dry and foggy.

At this moment, in Wen Zhuangyuan's wing, the thunderbolt puppets Xiao Yan and Wen Zhuangyuan have just arrived and are about to separate.

The moonlight poured down the window and shone on the two little faces looking at each other. Wen Zhuangyuan's moist little mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but it seemed to be more complicated than this.

Beside the two of them, there were two female guards, out of the corner of their eyes, squinting at this splendid scene through the night.

The two female guards were all surging at the moment, and their faces were flushed.

Just as Wen Zhuangyuan and the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan's little faces approached, the sound of spitting sounded very clearly in this very quiet space.

Hearing the sound of spittle, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on the small faces of the thunderbolt puppets Xiao Yan and Wen Zhuangyuan.

The atmosphere of the whole wing room has become much more awkward at the moment.

Even the round of silver moon on the void, the white moonlight pouring down, were also flushed a little red at this moment.

The Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

Yu Guang glanced at the faces of the two female guards, and although the other party turned his face away, he had no intention of leaving.

At this moment, the slightly reddened little face of the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan approached again, and at the same time he looked deaf.

Wen Zhuangyuan's pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and he said secretly: "This is to think... What else do I have to say? Haven't you already said it all?"

Wen Zhuangyuan shook his head suggestively, and said secretly in his heart: "Everything that should be said has already been said." ”

Seeing Wen Zhuangyuan shaking his head, Xiao Yan, the thunderbolt puppet, was stunned, and the tide rising in his heart dropped a lot. The body is also a little straighter.

Seeing this, Wen Zhuangyuan's small mouth curled up with a trace of resentment, and he stomped on it in a hurry.

At this moment, both of them are gently grasping each other's hands. Wen Zhuangyuan also gently pulled it and gave a hint......

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