Suddenly, Xiaoman seemed to have thought of something, and her body shivered suddenly, and she was covered in chicken skin.
But when she shook her head, calmed down, and recalled carefully, but she couldn't remember anything
Is this an instinctive feeling? Or is she too concerned?
Xiaoman didn't know, she only knew, and for a while, she couldn't find the answer
When you can't figure it out, the best way is not to think about it, and then close your eyes and sleep
Xiaoman fell back on the mandarin duck embroidered pillow and forced herself to sleep
When I raised my hand, I felt the pillow was wet. I guess I was scared to tears in my dream.
I don't know how long she was churning in bed, but she felt like she was asleep in a daze
This time, she didn't dream, at least she didn't have that nightmare
The streets are sparsely populated
Although the spring is already strong, there is still a little cool
Aunt Huang wrapped her coat, accelerated her pace, and rushed to the residence of Lord Fang, the Minister of Personnel.
Today is the day to measure the size of summer clothes for the third concubine, she cannot be late
It was late and ruined the big thing about her boss. Her family of three had to drink the northwest wind
Turn a few more turns, cross a few alleys and arrive
Thinking of this, Aunt Huang suddenly felt wind under her feet and started trotting
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of her, blocking her way, and said, "If you want your life, follow me."
Looking at the sharp knife on her neck, Aunt Huang knew that she had no choice but to tremble and beg: "This master, I have an old man above and a young man below, please let me go."
"What are you doing so long-winded! Just follow me!" The masked man obviously lacked patience.
Aunt Huang, who is usually long-winded, wants to say a few more words, but unexpectedly, a ball of rag hits, blocking her sharp mouth
Before she could react, she felt her bucket waist tightening, and her whole body soaring into the air, and the sound of wind whistling by her ears
‘Is it a trait?’ This is the only thought before Aunt Huang fell into a coma
Thinking of herself dressed in Aunt Huang, Xiaoman smiled
Disguise, such a good thing. In the blink of an eye, she went from a stunning woman to a middle-aged woman with a round waist, a big face and a collapsed nose.