"Okay," Zhu Yingtai took a step away from it, couldn't help but smile at the corner of his lips, and asked a little uneasily: "You really have nothing to do with your brother Ma?" Ai Yueman looked at it for a while, afraid that this new ghost would be choked to death, so he pressed his chopsticks and said, "I'll come." Bai Zhao: "...... Come back. Ai Yueman immediately turned around: "Then I'll go and tell him now that he was fired." Zhu Yingtai barely remembered how she came out of the house, the breeze in the courtyard pushed the fine stones, and she rolled all the way to this and there, her heart was like a small pebble jolting on the dirt, not violent, but crackling from head to toe.

Ai Yueman looked at it for a while, afraid that this new ghost would be choked to death, so he pressed his chopsticks and said, "I'll come." "The array of eyes is still clueless, looking at Bai Zhao's appearance is very confident, since someone finds it, he doesn't have to worry about it, so every day is like a salted fish.

It seems that this picker is not food, but mood. The oath he made when he left home was never forgotten, and Zhu Yingtai sat down in front of the bed in a daze, and the sunlight was just right at this time, and the room was full of brightness.

A small thread was moving in her heart, and she slowly reached out and dragged the box out from under the bed. Bai Zhao: "...... Come back. "It doesn't seem to be food, it's mood.

Liang Shanbo's reaction to this was a blank face: "Brother Xian, what are you laughing at, Wencai and I are friends." Her sworn brother Liang Shanbo has been hanging out with a group of people who don't have fun all day long in class, exchanging news in class, reading scripts after class, eating and being together, and taking a bath.

He put his fingers on the butterfly, and the butterfly lay quietly on the tip of his fingers, allowing him to touch its wings lightly. At the moment when the butterfly flapped its wings, Ai Yueman heard the sound of the mountains and seas whistling, he seemed to be slapped from the front by an invisible rubber body, and his soul was beaten out of his body, and the strange feeling made him shiver.

The little guy shivered and disappeared outside the courtyard gate, and Ai Yueman turned around and saw Uncle Bai looking at him with a cool cheek: 192.157.199.164, 192.157.199.164; 0; pc; 5; Grinding Iron Literature

"Huh?" Zhu Yingtai's mind was full of sticky, and it took a few sounds to find his voice,

"Naturally, I like birds."

"Kind of makes sense." Bai Zhaodao,

"I won't eat that." Ai Yueman is a master who answers questions from students: "Think about it, we didn't take off our vest from our words and deeds, but because you were a picky eater, we were pointed out that it was not Ma Wencai, isn't it a bit wrong?" ”

"I can't taste it, everything is the same in my place, don't worry about not being able to eat it." It seems that this picker is not food, but mood.

Nameless small world mass production color change does not change style 10,000-year-old uniform. The brass mirror placed next to the bed was ridiculed by several other people and said that the girls were too angry, but Zhu Yingtai never put it away, only saying that the instrument is not important?

The mirror surface is muddy and yellow, and a face with a small deformation at the edge slowly moves to the front, and even then you can see that the person has a fair complexion, graceful eyebrows, and a little red on the lips.

"Is Mr. Bai ...... Is it a picky eater? "The culprit's soup naturally doesn't want to stay, the little guy holds the soup and has a horizontal and vertical face, and the one who is still in the period is called the young master.

Bai Zhao said: "I thought about it too much, I put it, don't you think it's very suitable to put things there." What he said was bold and unsubtle, which made Zhu Yingtai, a woman who had never boasted of being a woman, blush, but Liang Shanbo asked her without knowing how to measure: Bai Zhao is like a student who is not ashamed to ask: "Why is it bad?" The little guy stammered at a glance: "Husband, madam......" The little guy who was waiting said strangely: "Young master, you don't usually like this egg custard, why don't you eat a bite today?" "Marven is born noble, Lou Jingwen wants to cling to this thigh and can only be a small low, and I don't know why Marven has a bad temper and a poisonous tongue, but he always seems to be mixed with people from the other faction, which makes Lou Jingwen resentful, but there is no way to waver, Zhu Yingtai is also inconvenient to make it difficult for Marven to do, and the two sides have reached a delicate balance for a while.

What appeared in his mind in a panic was the teacher's daughter Lilac, but Liang Shanbo nodded: "That's not bad." Liang Shanbo only read sage books since he was a child, but he also thought about what his future wife would look like, and said abruptly at the moment: "The woman I like should not be a noble girl who is trapped in the boudoir and does not know a word, maybe she is not full of poetry and books, but she can also chant with me under the moon and hold on to each other for a lifetime." It is the spring breeze that blows through the weeping willows, and it is also a little green pine needles under the snow. The little guy shivered and disappeared outside the courtyard gate, and Ai Yueman turned around and saw Uncle Bai looking at him with a cool cheek: "It makes sense." Bai Zhaodao,

"I won't eat that." Zhu Yingtai barely remembered how she got out of the house, the breeze in the courtyard pushed the fine stones, and she rolled all the way to this side and there, her heart was like a small pebble jolting on the dirt, not violent, but crackling from head to toe.

He put his fingers on the butterfly, and the butterfly lay quietly on the tip of his fingers, allowing him to touch its wings lightly. At the moment when the butterfly flapped its wings, Ai Yueman heard the sound of the mountains and seas whistling, he seemed to be slapped from the front by an invisible rubber body, and his soul was beaten out of his body, and the strange feeling made him shiver.

192.157.199.164,192.157.199.164; 0; pc; 5; Grinding iron literature Ai Yueman thought, how can this be seen.

After picking out more than half of a dish of spicy belly shreds, the remaining lump of coriander and belly were distinct, and they almost jumped up and said that they were disgusted by the eater from the bottom of their hearts.

A bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork is at the bottom, and there is a pile of ginger grains left,...... It's amazing to be able to separate such small pieces in a way.

Ai Yueman circled around excitedly, the human body can't be said to be bad, but it's just inconvenient, he has been going crazy these days: "Big guy, where did you find it?" In the calm and calm, Ai Yueman went to the small kitchen as usual to follow Bai Zhao to eat, in front of him was fish and vegetables, accompanied by rock sugar bird's nest, Bai Zhao put down chopsticks, and after eating a bowl of shrimp with hibiscus egg and shrimp soup, he kept a piece of egg yolk and clear, and he didn't even have a hole in the chopsticks.

He was no stranger to this state, and immediately understood that they had recovered their bodies after gaining control of the array eye, and were no longer forcibly stuffed into the bodies of people in the illusion.

Bai Zhao: "Good boy, don't say 'dry'. Ai Yueman stood aside and hurriedly played a round: "You go out first and serve this bowl of soup too." Bai Zhao: "How can you see it?" In the calm and calm, Ai Yueman went to the small kitchen as usual to follow Bai Zhao to eat, in front of him was fish and vegetables, accompanied by rock sugar bird's nest, Bai Zhao put down chopsticks, and after eating a bowl of shrimp with hibiscus egg and shrimp soup, he kept a piece of egg yolk and clear, and he didn't even have a hole in the chopsticks.

The boldness and unsubtlety of what he said here made Zhu Yingtai, a woman who had never been a woman, blush, but Liang Shanbo asked her without knowing how to measure: "But big guy, have you found the formation from the beginning!" So what are we doing these four or five days of hard work for? Ai Yueman thought for a moment and thought of himself into the alley: "What is the key prop of that lamp?" Since it was sent by Ma Wencai, it must have something to do with him, so it proves that Liang Shanbo and Ma Wencai are indeed related? Ai Yueman glanced at him a few times, wondering how the illusion would treat his body.

The little guy is a real person: "But young master, you said that egg custard bibimbap is the best...... but as smart as Bai Xueba, it was too shameful to fall off the horse because of this kind of mentally retarded reason, so the next day Ai Yueman looked at this person with a twisted brow and sent coriander to his mouth, and when he sent it in, his throat moved, and he was afraid that he didn't chew it.

Just looking at it, he slowly felt that something was wrong, he thought about it, and whispered: Ai Yueman was woken up by Bai Zhao that night, and everyone in the room was still asleep, and the two walked through the small courtyard and the gurgling water to the back mountain.

At this time, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, Ai Yueman watched Bai Zhao take out a butterfly from his sleeve, the butterfly body was hollow out, the whole body was white, like jade, but it could fly and move, obviously not an ordinary butterfly.

"Your young master is in a bad mood today, and what he says is not up to words, so why don't you hurry up." The little maid stammered at a glance: "Husband, madam......" He put his finger on the butterfly, and the butterfly lay quietly on the tip of his finger, allowing him to touch his wings lightly.

At the moment when the butterfly flapped its wings, Ai Yueman heard the sound of the mountains and seas whistling, he seemed to be slapped from the front by an invisible rubber body, and his soul was beaten out of his body, and the strange feeling made him shiver.

Zhu Yingtai was not fooled: "Then you and I are not friends?" The little guy shivered and disappeared outside the courtyard gate, Ai Yueman turned around and saw Uncle Bai looking at him with his cheeks cold: just looking at it, he slowly felt that something was wrong, he thought about it, and whispered: