The spring breeze is warm, blowing the hair of the beauty, gently scratching the wrist, making people's hearts itch.

Ahya raised her eyes, half expectant, half joyful gaze at Xie Ji, and a branch of peony between her temples was particularly delicate.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes to look at her, his knuckles fell on the side of Ahya's face, and he gathered a strand of loose hair for her: "Okay." ”

Shimo is the most knowledgeable and the most clever, and when Ahya asked, he had already instructed the little palace maid to look for the paper kite.

At this time, as soon as Xie Jian spoke, she took a few small palace people and a few paper kites to Ahya.

Ordinary like a spring swallow butterfly, a good meaning like a phoenix bat, and a small palace person is ingenious, according to the cat raised by Ahya......

Chapter 175 Your Majesty Taste, Is the Spring Sweet Spring? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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