(Girls' Literature) This sentence took a big turn in an instant.

Mei lightly hooked the corners of her demagogic lips, and suddenly smiled.

"Since it was the little one who forcibly stayed, then I and the little turtle would be respectful and obey our fate."

The corners of Mu Ranming's lips couldn't help but twitch a little.

I have known that he is shameless, how come after a few years, this shamelessness has become even more impeccable, I clearly remember that he said he wanted to stay at the beginning, but in the end, it became him who forcibly left him?

That's it.

He hooked the corners of his lips and pointed to the maid beside him

"Come on, wear the black girl and the son to the room."

"Little Mingming, this king wants the highest reception, as the fox king of a clan, the etiquette should be thoughtful, you know."

Mu Ranming glanced at him, at this time he remembered the number of rites, why didn't he remember the number of rites when he stole things? After thinking about it, he immediately smiled maliciously: "Then you can wear these two to Qinxinyuan." ”

The little maid couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips, and she didn't understand why the Snake King sent His Royal Highness the Fox King to Qinxin Garden, but these subordinates naturally shouldn't ask, so the little maid waved her hand and smiled at the two.

"Then Your Highness come with me."

Good.

Mei smiled lightly, and pulled Wu Xiaonuan along the place where the little maid pointed and walked gracefully.

At night, in the middle of the night, a fiery red man passed by with a halo of light, and there was no shadow of the charm in front of him.

The spiritual power has risen a lot, but whenever it is still uncontrollable in the middle of the night, it will transform into a fox, but relying on the condensation of the spiritual power in front of him, it will probably be a day or two, and he will recover himself, and he will never be able to control the spiritual power again, and turn into a prototype.

So, that's why he plans to live in the snake clan.

There was a whistling wind in his ears, and he felt that the house was actually broken, and the whistling wind blew through the hole, and his slanted eyes couldn't help but stiffen.

Actually gave him a leaky room? I think this is also deliberate.

Mei Qingli couldn't help twitching the corners of his lips, and a few rats suddenly flew in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his feet, and the rats whistled past his feet, he couldn't help frowning, his eyes raised, and he suddenly saw countless spider webs connected to it, and the corners of his lips couldn't help shaking, and he knew the reason why Xiao Mingming did it on purpose.

Presumably he ruined his good deeds.

He suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, and when he came a few years ago, he suddenly broke the good things of the two of them, it is reported that that time, Xiao Momo did not have a face for a month, and he remembered it very clearly.

Suddenly, he smiled.

I've seen this Qinxin Garden divided into two rooms before, he first followed the road to the little turtle's room, remembering that the location was very delicate, and after walking a few more steps to his room, it became a broken temple?

He walked out with his feet up, but he flipped over and over the beams, and looked up at the moonlight, which was sly and white, like the moonlight of a thousand years ago.

Thinking to himself, a woman's terrible voice suddenly came from below.

Mei lightly pulled a smile away from the corner of her lips, she didn't need to look at people, she knew who it was when she heard the voice.

Little Turtle --

The smile overflowing from the corner of his lips became more and more beautiful, the snow-white moonlight shone on the fiery fox, and the body of Mei Qingli was plated with a layer of silver light, the snow-colored moonlight blended with the fiery red fur, reflecting the lilac eyes that always showed the charm of the fish, and couldn't help but make people dizzy, suddenly turned down from the wall, and slowly walked towards Wu Xiaonuan, calmly, where he went, it seemed to be a lotus open.

--ps What about everyone's tickets? What about everyone's comments? There is no one left, there is no motivation to cook fish, tears run for tickets, tickets for collections, comments for comments--, let the boiled fish come back to life.