"That's exactly what she said."

When Arthurs returned to the king's tent, he was in a state of despair.

He wanted to drink again, but he didn't have the face to go back to the banquet, so he could only fold a stick of grass and stuff it in his mouth to chew.

Ahya supported the ground with her hands, straightened up, and looked at her younger brother lying in a large shape beside her, and felt a little difficult to do.

"It's better to forget it." She sighed and patted Arthurs on the head sympathetically, "Twisted melons aren't sweet. ”

Why should people not be the future owner of Sanhailou, leave their hometown and stay away from their families, and stay in Beirong?

"What's the twist, she obviously likes me too, otherwise she wouldn't kiss me." Arthurs clenched his fists and ......

Chapter 367 of "The Tempting King's Spring Night Tent" Galan Festival, the notice of choosing a husband is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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