Chapter 18: Spring dreams without a trace

Skinny Horse is a little drunk tonight.

It wasn't because of drinking, but he never touched the wine in the glass on the table.

It was the other person who made him drunk.

Lan Xin, it's really beautiful.

The face is like a red glow, and the skin is like congealed fat; A pair of black and white eyes, looking forward to glass, looking forward to autumn water; There are three thousand clear silks on the head, which are scattered from the fragrant shoulders at will, soft and silky; A set of lilac evening dresses, wrapping the graceful delicate body in it, nephrite is warm and fragrant, full of charm, the whole person exudes a fatal temptation, with a delicate face, it looks dusty and charming.

Three hours ago, the entire ghost palace was cheering for the skinny horse.

He didn't understand how he had become a hero and had been in the limelight.

It wasn't until Lan Xin was pulled into this room, sitting at the dining table, and listening to her talk that he realized that he was so great.

He killed the rebel leader and led everyone to put down the rebellion.

Skinny Horse is eager to ask if this is really himself? Why don't you remember any of these at all?

The only thing I can remember is leaning over a person and hearing a very embarrassing word.

Is that all? Is it possible? Even he himself didn't believe it.

But this did not prevent the thin horse from appreciating Lan Xin.

Don't look at it in vain, don't look at it.

What's more, Lan Xin's beauty tonight was originally blooming for him.

"Have you seen enough?"

Enough? Of course not enough.

If it were possible, the thin horse would really want to keep watching it like this, even if the landslide cracked, and he would not regret it until he died.

However, after Lan Xin finished speaking, he moved lightly and came to him.

This makes the skinny horse a little nervous.

"Can you dance with me?" Lan Xin affectionately faced the thin horse, and his voice was like a yellow bird.

"Really...... All right? ”

"What do you say?"

Of course! The skinny horse trembled inwardly, so that he almost didn't stand still.

"You're nervous!" Lan Xin smiled like a flower, and naturally took the thin horse's hand and put it on her waist.

It's soft, fragrant, and feels really refreshing.

The skinny horse was breathing heavily.

I never thought that there would be such a day when I would be able to hug Lan Xin so closely.

Soft music sounded, and the skinny horse felt like the whole world was lit up.

Lan Xin's waist is like a promise, his hands are like a soft wattle, he lingers tactfully, his skirt is flying, a pair of eyes like water want to talk, under the dim light, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and elegant, flashing with strange brilliance, obviously close at hand, but it is untouchable......

The skinny horse was deeply intoxicated.

The ancients had a saying: "Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic", and the thin horse can be regarded as having experienced it.

Actually, it's really good to be a ghost.

Good day and fine wine, beautiful women in the arms, how fast life is!

Who cares about the difference between people and ghosts, and the separation of yin and yang?

However, the song ended quickly, which made the thin horse who was intoxicated feel deeply regretful.

"Wait for me!"

Lan Xin leaned over the thin horse's ear, his jade lips biting lightly, and he breathed like an orchid.

And also?

Tonight's treatment is too high!

The thin horse was stunned, and he was even more looking forward to what kind of surprise it would bring him next.

Reluctantly let go of Lan Xin's hand, sniffing her seductive body fragrance, and stopped talking.

At this moment, he understood that this life was doomed, and it was you.

Love came too suddenly, only to blame us for hating to see each other late......

The sound of running water came from the bathroom next door, which made the thin horse's heart like a cat scratching.

Is it finally coming this far?

How should I deal with it?

Skinny Horse is a little drunk tonight.

It wasn't because of drinking, but he never touched the wine in the glass on the table.

It was the other person who made him drunk.

Lan Xin, it's really beautiful.

The face is like a red glow, and the skin is like congealed fat; A pair of black and white eyes, looking forward to glass, looking forward to autumn water; There are three thousand clear silks on the head, which are scattered from the fragrant shoulders at will, soft and silky; A set of lilac evening dresses, wrapping the graceful delicate body in it, nephrite is warm and fragrant, full of charm, the whole person exudes a fatal temptation, with a delicate face, it looks dusty and charming.

Three hours ago, the entire ghost palace was cheering for the skinny horse.

He didn't understand how he had become a hero and had been in the limelight.

It wasn't until Lan Xin was pulled into this room, sitting at the dining table, and listening to her talk that he realized that he was so great.

He killed the rebel leader and led everyone to put down the rebellion.

Skinny Horse is eager to ask if this is really himself? Why don't you remember any of these at all?

The only thing I can remember is leaning over a person and hearing a very embarrassing word.

Is that all? Is it possible? Even he himself didn't believe it.

But this did not prevent the thin horse from appreciating Lan Xin.

Don't look at it in vain, don't look at it.

What's more, Lan Xin's beauty tonight was originally blooming for him.

"Have you seen enough?"

Enough? Of course not enough.

If it were possible, the thin horse would really want to keep watching it like this, even if the landslide cracked, and he would not regret it until he died.

However, after Lan Xin finished speaking, he moved lightly and came to him.

This makes the skinny horse a little nervous.

"Can you dance with me?" Lan Xin affectionately faced the thin horse, and his voice was like a yellow bird.

"Really...... All right? ”

"What do you say?"

Of course! The skinny horse trembled inwardly, so that he almost didn't stand still.

"You're nervous!" Lan Xin smiled like a flower, and naturally took the thin horse's hand and put it on her waist.

It's soft, fragrant, and feels really refreshing.

The skinny horse was breathing heavily.

I never thought that there would be such a day when I would be able to hug Lan Xin so closely.

Soft music sounded, and the skinny horse felt like the whole world was lit up.

Lan Xin's waist is like a promise, his hands are like a soft wattle, he lingers tactfully, his skirt is flying, a pair of eyes like water want to talk, under the dim light, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and elegant, flashing with strange brilliance, obviously close at hand, but it is untouchable......

The skinny horse was deeply intoxicated.

The ancients had a saying: "Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic", and the thin horse can be regarded as having experienced it.

Actually, it's really good to be a ghost.

Good day and fine wine, beautiful women in the arms, how fast life is!

Who cares about the difference between people and ghosts, and the separation of yin and yang?

However, the song ended quickly, which made the thin horse who was intoxicated feel deeply regretful.

"Wait for me!"

Lan Xin leaned over the thin horse's ear, his jade lips biting lightly, and he breathed like an orchid.

And also?

Tonight's treatment is too high!

The thin horse was stunned, and he was even more looking forward to what kind of surprise it would bring him next.

Reluctantly let go of Lan Xin's hand, sniffing her seductive body fragrance, and stopped talking.

At this moment, he understood that this life was doomed, and it was you.

Love came too suddenly, only to blame us for hating to see each other late......

The sound of running water came from the bathroom next door, which made the thin horse's heart like a cat scratching.

Is it finally coming this far?

How should I deal with it?

The sound of running water came from the bathroom next door, which made the thin horse's heart like a cat scratching.

Is it finally coming this far?

How should I deal with it?