When His Royal Highness and the maid left the secret room, the person who replaced them was pretending to be intimate, occasionally lifting the quilt and smashing the pillow to create an illusion.

The two of them bowed their heads to Yan Danren and saluted, and then returned to the secret room to guard.

Chi Apple was a little surprised, and Yan Danren was going to find a few sisters to talk about love as usual, so Chi Apple went to the new room together.

Warbler swallow swallow.

The beautiful girl competed with each other, and her slender waist caused Yan Dan's breath to be uncertain, and he had to shake the fan to reduce the fire.

Chi Apple sniffed, full of fat powder cheesy, and was confused for a while. She got up and looked at the light clothes of the happy woman in the middle of the room.

The hazy pale pink vibe heats up, and the dancer grins toothily, taking Chi Apple's hand and spinning.

Chi Apple looked at the dancer blankly.

The dancers are very beautiful.

The Yan Dan man sitting in the corner stuffed pastries into his mouth, seemingly with extraordinary concentration.

He is not pure-hearted.

Yan Dan people like the white moonlight that is not stained with ordinary dust, the kind that is so clean and transparent that it can be crushed with one hand.

When I was a child, there was a little princess like an ice and snow elf in Linguo. At the banquet of the Three Kingdoms, the little princess and Yan Danren talked very happily, and they took advantage of the absence of the courtiers to hide in the small garden to play with you kissing me and I kissing you.

Scissors burden hammer, the little princess loses, she has to kiss first.

The little princess kissed Yan Danren: "I'm your bride!" ”

The little princess happily waited for Yan Dan to kiss her.

The little princess sneezed, and a yellowish snot ran down.

The noble and reserved little prince Yan Danren repented on the spot, refused to play kissing, and resolutely left the little princess to leave alone.

Today's Yan Dan people: The past is unbearable, and it almost made a big mistake.

The little princess left a deep shadow on Yan Danren, and later he began to disguise himself as a woman, and the effect of taking care of himself in the mirror was magical, which led to his serious narcissism.

In fact, there are really few women in front of me who are better looking than Yan Danren.

The painted paper fan is romantic, and when the Yan Dan people do not act, the expression is also like a smile and sweetness, and the side of the hook is overwhelmed, and the fragrant shoulders are slightly inclined to slide into the arms of the man.

"Wait." Yan Danren spread his fan to block, and his face still looked like he wanted to refuse and welcome, "You wash your face first, and then my son decides whether to kiss Fangze." ”

Yan Danren, who also wore makeup, said that he preferred to wear no makeup.

After that, Yan Danren deliberately looked at the men's Chi Apple with a longing face, and the love of broken sleeves was revealed.

Chi Apple, who is dressed as Brother Gongzi, is dealing with a dancing girl.

The dancer smiled brightly and said that Chi Gongzi was wooden and wanted to teach Gongzi to dance.

Chi Apple nodded, she stared at the dancer's dexterous and lively feet, and was about to imitate.

"Chi Lang, you're not suitable for this."

Yan Danren deliberately pinched his throat, yin and yang were weird, sounding intimate and cold.

He was cultivating late apples.

So he took Chi Apple out to have a long understanding and understand the Guangyi Society.

He wants to cultivate a weapon that he can handle.

Not a squirming girl.

The dancer retracted her hand.

Several girls retreated one after another, for fear of causing trouble.

His Royal Highness got up and stood against Chi Apple's body.

In comparison with his height, he was tall and faintly coerced the slightly shorter Chi Apple.

Chi Apple didn't realize it suddenly, just staring at his right hand, which was the right hand that had just been held by the dancing girl.

Another large, bony hand reached over and poked her palm, rubbing it with pretended affection.

"What's wrong, Chi Lang?" Yan Danren's fingertips tickled in circles on her palms, and her voice was low, "Reluctant?" ”

He glared at the dancer, a femme fatale in the depths of his eyes.

The dancer shuddered.

"No, Childe," Chi Apple was accustomed to the moodiness of Yan Dan, "Slave is envious, her hands are smooth." ”

Looking down, the young Chi Apple was full of calluses on his mouth and palms.

In the past years, Li Ransheng had no shortage of ways to get money, and he was always afraid that she would be bullied and taught her martial arts, but because he often warned Chi Apple to guard against arrogance and rashness, not to stand out in everything, not to attract attention, in order to avoid Master Yang Ruilin.

After being silent for a while, Yan Danren grabbed Chi Apple's hand and said, "This son's is more slippery." ”

Dancer: "......"

Chi Apple: "...... Truly. ”

In the eyes of others, the two young men snuggled up to each other, so comfortable.

The sassy flower heart, the fan tastes vinegar.

Keeping his body close and clasping his hands, Yan Danren was obviously more dry, he licked his translucent red lips, and absentmindedly muttered: "Chi Lang, Chi Lang, go out......"

The dark fragrance of the delicate rubs people's earlobes intentionally or unintentionally, and the smooth lines of the neck. Everything is materialistic, the pastries on the table are, the woman standing by the wall is, and the second highness who is drunk in front of him is also.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?" Chi Apple quietly pushed away Yan Danren and supported him instead. She turned her head and saw a pair of moist black eyes, reflecting her own numb countenance.

"I'm tired." Yan Danren replied.

Chi Apple blinked and realized something.

So, Chi Apple helped His Royal Highness to go downstairs, took the carriage, went home, and did not forget to help him take off his shoes when he put him on the bed in the bedroom, and finally covered him with a quilt.

Go out, close the door.

Chi Apple completed today's task.

A stern person who didn't drink and didn't understand why he was sleeping: "......"

That's it.

He rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.

Originally, His Royal Highness planned to take Chi Apple to play for a day, but all the courses were canceled, but now the Second Hall is closed in the afternoon, and it is empty for half a day for Chi Apple to arrange for himself.

She pondered what she was going to do, but it wasn't something like leaving the house alone.

Chi Apple went to the housekeeper and asked for a few candles and a box of matches.

The housekeeper treated her as a celebrity in front of His Royal Highness, and gave her some other things, such as bits and pieces of paper and pencils.

"You are literate," said the butler, "and use it." ”

The housekeeper didn't know about Chi Apple's letter to Li Ransheng and Beidezhen.

Chi Apple is naturally expressing gratitude.

Back in her bedroom, she closed the doors and windows and found a black stone from the depths of the drawer.

Striking a match and lighting a candle, she placed the small black stone, which she had picked up from nowhere, on the candle and roasted it.

Chi Apple, the Fire Yuan God, pinched the stone with his bare hands, and was not afraid of the flames burning himself.

The reason why she used matches to light candles was because Chi Apple was afraid that she would leave behind the fire vitality when she lit the candles, which would affect the result.

Half of the candle burned out, and the trunk of the candle was covered with tears.

The black stone, or rather, the Iron Beast Armor, did not melt.

Chi Apple stared at the beast armor, a little uneasy.

When the beast armor was burned in Yuefu, she quietly kept a piece while the beast armor was not burned out.

In fact, when she stayed, she didn't think about what to do, she just felt that she had to keep the bottom, study and study, and know something that others didn't know.

Are Descendants of Vulcan real?

What is the Flame Iron Beast like?

Black stones lay silently on the wooden table.