After obeying, resisting, and agreeing, I tried my best to escape the control of others when men were superior to women. Looking at the snowy flower shaking in the night wind, Qingcheng's chest was blocked and he couldn't help but start to feel pity.
Do it yourself.
In this huge cage, no matter where you go, it is Xuanyuan Qi's territory.
It was late at night, and Qingcheng still had no intention of going back. He just ran out quickly, and he was covered in black like a ghost. I guess the butterfly had been lost! I couldn't find the way back, so I walked around and saw the distance.
There was a pavilion, so I walked over.
Sitting on the railing, the bright moon is in the sky, but unfortunately I lack that mood.
The Ye Feng blew his hair into pieces and itchy on his face. Qingcheng raised his hand and simply untied his high-pinned hair and stroked it behind his head.
The reason why I have never used rouge powder here is that my eyes are a little sour. I raised my hand and rubbed it hard, lie on the pavilion railing, put my chin: Oh! The sadness of the road blindness, I don’t know when the butterfly will find myself. I look for myself
If you don't have her, let her come to find me.
"Little girl, are you here to wait for me?"
In the quiet late night, a playful male voice suddenly appeared, which really scared Qingcheng. She quickly sat on the railing and jumped up and turned around. It was Bei Mukuang. When he saw Qingcheng who was turning around, he seemed to be scared.
He jumped, the smile on his face quickly calmed down, and he looked at him in surprise.
This man who is not surprised by the world will show a look of horror. It is really rare. Qingcheng seemed to be in a much better mood because of his fear, so he turned his head and asked, "I'm not a ghost, is it that scary?"
"You are a ghost, and you are a female ghost with disheveled hair and a hideous face." After Bei Mukuang said that, he looked at Qingcheng and laughed.
Qingcheng was stunned. She had never seen a man like this. He was enchanting when he was in a jealous way; he was domineering when he was domineering; he was like keeping people from afar when he was cold; and at this moment he smiled happily, and he was gone
Provocation and mockery are just laughing because it is funny!
Bei Mu Kuang looked at Qingcheng in a daze, as if he was puzzled. He curled his smile a little and pointed at Qingcheng: "The person who just saw the charming and fragrant Heavenly Highness in Qian Palace, if you see it now
, I wonder what I would feel?" He said, and he seemed to be unable to hold it in, and laughed out loud.
Qingcheng suddenly remembered it, raised his hand, reached in front of him, with his hands on his back and his palms full of dark rouge: Isn't that his face?
Qingcheng could imagine that his face immediately became burning like a fire. Looking at Bei Mukuang looking at him with a funny face, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. He quickly turned around and stamped his feet to cover his face and shouted in anger: "
Don't look at me." But you could still hear the chuckle from him, and you couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and hurriedly wiped your face with your sleeves.
There was still a chuckle coming from behind, Qingcheng couldn't help but be angry, turned around to face him, raised his face and shouted to him angrily, "Look! Look! Let's go to death."
"Haha! I didn't expect the little girl to be so interesting!" Bei Mu kept his smile and said happily as he looked at Qingcheng.
"I don't know that the Lord Beimu is really energetic! He is wandering around late at night, and there is no need to spy on information, right?" Qingcheng was still very angry at his teasing.
"Hey, little girl, can you make me not laugh? This is my place to rest. If I don't come here, can I still go there?" Bei Mu laughed wildly, his dark eyes suddenly gathered, and his handsome face suddenly became
In front of Qingcheng's eyes, he said gloomyly: "It's Your Highness, you are here to come to my residence late at night. I wonder what's the price?"
Qingcheng screamed in shock, fell on the pavilion railing, looking at his evil face, his heart was beating constantly.
"Will Xuanyuan Qi, who is unwilling to give in to the ten cities, send you to my palace for no reason?" Bei Mukuang stared at Qingcheng and his exploratory eyes suddenly became sharp, and with a "defying" sound, flashing with a cold light After that, Qingcheng had not had time to look closely, his neck was blocked by a cold sword, and the cold air reached the bone. Qingcheng couldn't help but lean his head slightly and swallowed.
"Say, what did Xuanyuan Qi ask you to do? What are your intentions?" Bei Mukuang said, sending the sword in his hand one step further.