Half a ring. Ling Yun picked up the teacup from the coffee table and took half a sip into his mouth. Purse your lips. A faint short sigh.

The star slave still fell to his knees. looked at Ling Yun as if he had moved. Move your knees back. From the front of the round table, the plate of pastries was quietly placed in front of the coffee table.

"These are the emperor's favorite pastries. Use some of it. The star slave leaned over and muttered timidly. She didn't dare to peek at Ling Yun again. I'm afraid I'll make him angry.

Ling Yun glanced lazily at the plate of pastries. So much time has passed. The imperial dining room can still make such a delicate osmanthus cake. It looks like it has just been plucked from the treetops. If she's still around. She'll be happy to eat them all. It's just that. He glanced sideways at the empty spot beside him. She is no longer back.

"It's not my favorite food. Let's all get down. "You always have to learn to forget. Facing these pastries has taught him to be so uncomfortable. I'm afraid that he will chase after him without hesitation. It's only a few days. He was still able to recover her.

Xingnu was a little stunned. This is served to the constituencies in the dormitory of the Eiwa Hall at a certain time every day. Why isn't it his favorite? There was a little puzzled look in his eyes. I couldn't help but bow my head and meditate. As Ling Yun spoke again. She already knew something.

Hurriedly removed the pastry from the coffee table. Carefully hold it in your hand. Qingyun's explanation is vivid. Kowtowed.

"Nine Gates: Palace Lock Red Face" 240, Xinfu is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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