A white cross-collared shirt, a light green waist-length skirt, half of the black hair is gently pulled into a cloud bun, and half of the black hair is like a light yarn, pouring down to the waist.

I'm long-hearted today! When he went out, he picked up his hair.

So, the hairstyle is a woman's second face! Changing a hairstyle is like changing your face, with no makeup and a delicate appearance.

Qinghe, who thinks she is full of goddess flavor, is a goddess......... With his aura fully open, he twisted his waist and walked in a snake step, and walked out with a confident face of who he loved.

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Smack———

There was a slap in the face from inside the guest hall.

"! Do you want to burn the lord of this county! ”

"The county lord spares his life, the county lord spares his life......" The kneeling maid in front of An Rou county lord knocked the white marble floor tiles with a bang.

An Rou was about to splash the hot tea in her hand at the maid's head, when she suddenly remembered that this was King Zhao's Mansion and stopped her hand.....

He glanced at the teacup in his hand, put it back on the table, looked around, and smiled slightly.

"Huh, spare your life? Of course, the lord of this county is merciful..... "The left hand pinched the maid's miserable face, and the right hand lifted the teapot on the table.

"Come, drink it while it's hot, and I'll spare you if you still have your life!"

Pinched his mouth and poured hot tea into it, "Be careful, if you burn the hand of the county lord during the struggle, you know the consequences." ”

"Ahh No... No..... Princess.... County..... Goo Goo ......"

How can there be such a perverted woman! Qinghe under the porch outside the guest hall saw this scene, and just wanted to stop it, but a male voice came from outside the hanging flower door.....

"Lord Anrou?"

An Rou in the living room immediately stopped her hand and put it back in the teapot. A look motioned for the maid to get up. The maid covered her hot mouth, suppressed her sobs, and stood back behind the county lord of Anrou.

Qing He on the porch subconsciously hid behind the pillars when he heard the sound.

A purple figure stepped into the weeping flower door, and a mutton fat jade unicorn was on his waist.

"Huh? Jun Wuchen? Why is he here...... If you recognize him, will you beg me for food? Seeing the visitor, Qinghe didn't dare to think about it, so he jumped hard and hugged the corridor beam.

was taking a nap, but was suddenly hugged by the bear on the beam gentleman, who was about to take out the palm when he saw the emerald green, and hurriedly retracted the palm.

But the closing momentum was too violent, and the two people who were entangled were about to fall together, and the wind did not react quickly, and turned around and hooked the beam with one hand and one foot.

Qinghe, who was startled by the moving "beam", fell into the air with his hands. Subconsciously struggled to grab it. The legs were tightened and the "beam" was tightened.

The right leg is tight, and the waist is loose. . . Qinghe's "beam" - the wind is not a device, the right leg is hooped, and the waist of the trousers is torn...

It's hard to describe the picture......

"Let it go!" Connected between the beam and Qinghe, Feng Buqi hugged the beam with his left hand, grabbed the brocade belt around his waist that was pulled by Qinghe with his right hand, and spoke fiercely.

Qing He, who finally stabilized his body, saw the person in front of him clearly, and then looked at the purple figure in the hall with a weak heart, and replied with a smile on his face:

"Good right away, the prince will be patient again!"

Feng Buqi's face became iron-blue, let go of the hand holding the belt, and wanted to slap Qing He's hand down, but before he could shoot it, Qing He let go first.........

And then wrapped around his waist!

Sometimes if she doesn't push herself, she doesn't know how slippery her trick is by the old tree roots!

There was a koala wind trap hanging on his body, and Tie Qing's face turned blood red.......

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Jun Wuchen noticed the movement on the beam, and stepped into the living hall leisurely, raising his hand: "Lord Anrou, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"An Rou has seen Master Hou.." Seeing that the person who came was Jun Wuchen, the county lord of Anrou had a bright face.

"The county lord is waiting here for his cousin?"

"Exactly..... The Queen Mother sent me to see His Royal Highness King Zhao for her, and by the way, I would like to give a few thoughtful words. ”

"I'm also here to discuss with my cousin about the Red Lotus Temple in three days, why don't we go to the backyard together and enjoy the strange flowers and plants in his house while waiting, okay?"

"That's good." The county lord of Anrou leaned sideways and smiled shyly.