On the other hand, our prospective male supporting queen has no consciousness of being a male supporting partner at all.

The heroine has been shy here for a long time, you don't even raise your eyelids, it's too shameless, right, you deserve to be a single dog for a lifetime, and you can't catch up with the heroine and become a dead corpse!

The Fuyao fairy spoke to him, and at the beginning of the thing nodded and chirped twice, but then there was no sound at all.

Look at the Fuyao Fairy again, but there is no sadness that has been ignored at all, and after taking care of himself, he has evaluated the fairy grass and flowers raised here by Houqing at a very high level. Apricot eyes swept away, looked extremely boring, yawned and obviously didn't have much interest, then politely said goodbye and reluctantly left with the beautiful Feixian bun in three steps and two turns.

Then, she watched with her own eyes that after the heroine left, she opened his lilac phoenix eyes with a radiant light, where was the drowsy appearance just now?

I saw Hou Qing lazily touching the teacup on the Lingyu table next to him and taking a sip lightly, pursing his thin lips: "Really, women are troublesome, it's tiring enough to listen to my old sister's nagging all day long, so I have to wait for this god to give a hint before leaving." A woman who doesn't have eyesight, the tea is cold. ”

Mo Xiao Momo......

Memories are over.

didn't get a response for a long time, Hou Qing didn't care much about picking the beautiful but not girly handsome eyebrows, and said faintly: "Can't speak?" It turned out to be a mute, and it seems that he was pitted by a woman again. ”

...... "Bah! You can't speak! You're dumb! Your whole family is dumb!

Because at this time, Hou Qing no longer looked at her back and forth, but put her on a piece of Xuan Ice, as a flower demon Mo Xiaomo who has lived on the Snow Mountain for nearly fifty years, this little ice cube is like scratching the itch of a boot, and it is useless.

Hou Qing glanced at the flower demon who was obviously unresponsive, and then slowly took out a grill and a chicken from his sleeve pocket, picked up a bench and sat next to Xuan Bing and began to make a fire to roast the chicken. From time to time, he also glanced at Mo Xiaomo, the flower demon who was resting on the ice and was motionless.

As the color of the roast chicken changed, the fragrance began to drift uncontrollably, and then it happened to float to the nose of a certain woman who was settling down.

Smelling such a criminal and intoxicating fragrance, Mo Xiaomo would definitely roll up his sleeves and throw his shoulders if he had arms and legs at this time. But...... Now Mo Xiaomo is drawing circles to curse Hou Qing's goods, and he will have no asshole when he has a child in the future. After thinking about it, I felt that it was too vicious, so I added a deadline, and I didn't have an asshole for 800 years......

As a carnivore without meat, he has been alone in the snowy mountains facing the cold northwest wind for nearly 50 years. If it weren't for Hou Qing's roast chicken next to her this time, she would really forget that there is such a beautiful thing as eating, Mo Xiaomo self-examined, and felt that as a senior gourmet, if she didn't taste this roast chicken, it would really be an insult and disrespect to the food world!

But...... She's a flower bone, and she doesn't even have a hand or foot to eat! Mo Xiaomo myocardial infarction late stage ......

glanced at Hou Qing, who began to sprinkle seasoning on the roast chicken, gritted his teeth, and grinded the back molars to the sky! If it weren't for this girl, she would definitely have successfully transformed now, and she happened to go down the mountain to meet the male protagonist, and then she could happily brush her existence, and brush her goodwill!

With the current body and spiritual wisdom divided into two parts, the incarnation can't be said for the time being, and it will be used as a small gift to show love.

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