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Chapter 593: [Love Triangle] 1

Mo Fei frowned, and those who were injured in internal injuries should not play a flute, because when the flute is played, it requires a certain amount of energy and power ...

And is he concerned about his body at all? Even if he is a fairy, but the fairy is not a panacea!

Otherwise, it won't be hurt!

"Xiaoye, I said to eat!"

Mo Fei was patient and said loudly. I didn't know who said who wanted to eat poached eggs. She specifically made him a copy of him according to the five -pointers he said, because others were all familiar with it.

He likes to eat five points!

However, it is strange, she seems to be familiar with it!

It will be done soon!

Even for the first time, it is very delicious!

But what made her unexpected was that Xiaoye would not give face!

"Xiaoye, you really can't blow the flute anymore, do you know, you are injured now, and if you still blow the flute, it is easy to make the wound more serious ..."

"Don't you know?" Mo Fei reached out to grab the flute in his hand. Although she didn't know why he was unhappy, she couldn't watch him hurt herself!

"I really don't know!"

Seeing that the flute was snatched by Mo Fei's concubine, it was not angry or the like. Instead, she smiled easily, as if the orchids in the valley opened the beauty of instantly, and spent Mo Fei's eyes!

He is really beautiful. Beauty is sighing and beautiful!

And who is so beautiful, who can be willing to hurt?

"Aren't you a fairy?" The subtext is that the fairy should know!

"Fairy is not a panacea, and the fairy is not known to everything!" Xiao Ye pursed his lips, came down from the soft couch, and stretched out his hand on her shoulder. He has always been tall.

His beautiful face!

"Then can you eat now?" Mo Fei couldn't help swallowing. His expression really made her feel a lot of pressure!

"Of course ..." Xiao Ye turned his head to look at the food on the table, just like the monotonous color in the memory, but it was the most moved and warm color!

I ca n’t help but my throat is a little tight. For her, when I rolled the third life, there was no fixed memory trace in the past life, but for him, it was just ... the eternal instant was left in the deepest memory of his memory.

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