Withered Xue muttered a few words, and finally raised her head, her cheeks dyed pink: "It's not that I don't know, and I don't really hate him, it's just, it's just ......"

Zhi Jiyan hugged the withered snow, patted the withered snow's back like a child, and chuckled: "I know, I know." There are many reasons for 'just', but in the end, he will come back. Definitely. ”

Drinking pupils left at some point, withered Xue put down the wine jug, dyed some children's willfulness, and bit Zhijiyan's shoulder: "It's all you." ”

"Well, it's all me. Zhi Jiyan smiled uninhibitedly, "Anyway, it's only me when you're ugly." I am the only one who dares to marry you. ”

In the end, withered snow didn't know what she muttered, and fell asleep.

It's still like a child.

She is a cold queen on weekdays, and it is rare for a child to be a child once.

Chenyu came to the foot of Yanjia Mountain, took out the pill from his arms and swallowed it—the pill given by Zhijiyan.

Of course, Chenshu is not stupid. The reason why Zhi Jiyan came ten minutes late was because Chen Yu came to him to ask for an antidote, and Chen Yan finally said that he wanted to see the withered snow, and Zhi Jiyan finally let go of his concern for He Youfan.

Morning Trolling is always their Lord, and no matter who he loves, that will not change.

Besides, isn't He Youfan very strong? Zhi Jiyan felt that she deserved to be his wife.

And you can do research for him...... Ahem, if the morning trolling allows.

So in this way, in the last covenant, Yan Yiyun retreat to do living sacrifices, but Xiyan because the puppet formation consumed too much body to sleep on January 8, He Yan, who was about to slip down the mountain with a big belly, met the morning drag up the mountain.

Then, the two of them stared at each other, and the same golden eyes reflected each other, and they were subtly weird.

Then He Yin: "......"

Chenshu: "......"

He Yan felt that in Chenyu's eyes, she must be expressionless, indifferent, very domineering and cool. But in fact, her heart has shouted thousands of times - how, what, in, this, a, time, wait, and, up, people, special, what, yet, yes, morning, drag!!!

On the other hand, Chenshu is more expressionless, his eyes are more indifferent, and he is more domineering and cool. He Yan didn't guarantee that he wasn't shouting in his heart, in short, she was shouting.

He Yan held his big belly and planned to pass by.

But obviously, in this way, there are only two people in the forest, and when the two of them know each other, and in a state of god-like eyes, it is impossible for Chenyu to let He Yan go like this.

At the same time that He Yan was rubbing shoulders with him, Chenyu grabbed He Yan's arm, but did not use force, but simply stopped her: "Princess Mo." ”

"Hahahahaha. He Yan smiled and snorted, shaking off the shackles of the morning with one hand, "Hahahaha, what a coincidence, Lord Chen." ”

Laughing so much that my face was cramping.

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a silver needle passed through He Yan's hair, stabbing at the snake behind He Yan who opened his bloody mouth, pursed his lips, and showed a smile: "Unfortunately, He Yin." He took a step in the direction of He Yan, He Yan took a step back, and his eyes sparkled: "Or, should I call you He Ji?"

"Hahaha, what a joke. He Yan tilted his head, "Who is He Ji, this princess has never heard of it." After saying that, he was about to leave: "The morning lord also came here to hang out." This princess is done wandering around, and now she is leaving, you are at your own convenience, you are at your own convenience. ”

"You're pregnant, where are you going?" Chen Yu grabbed He Yan's hand, his brows furrowed slightly, looking displeased.

He Yan secretly leaned on, I'm pregnant, where can I care about your.

"The morning lord is right. Above the two of them, a leisurely and beautiful voice came: "You are pregnant, where are you going?" The last sentence sounded like a sneer: "My beloved concubine." ”

The word concubine was extremely strong, and He Yan's voice turned into a cold sweat.

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He Yin: Hehehehehe, the author, you write like this, you just use it to make up words, hehehe.

Author: Hahahahahaha How is that possible.