Yan Rong scraped her nose proudly, "Just to make her angry, very angry, angry from the inside out." He twisted his hands like a frog, opened and closed his mouth, "Toad is bulging with anger, and he is so angry that he is eight
The fifteenth day of the month."
This man is hopeless.
Even at the age of eighty, he still has the same naughty temper.
Zhuye Hitomi was not unhappy at all when the answer was wrong. Yuhui asked the question again in a different way, "There must be a purpose in doing things. Husband, please help me clear up my doubts."
A slightly reverential tone came out of the beautiful little mouth of Yan Rong's most precious wife. The surging self-esteem filled Yan Rong's heart, making him feel more satisfied than drinking the most mellow wine.
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The ape's arms stretched out and he took her into his arms. Yan Rong looked like a child who had just played a prank and wanted to share it with someone close to him. In the name of talking, he put his mouth towards her to steal the fragrance, and said slyly, "Yu Luojiao has a big thing in her hand."
The plan is hesitant, I am trying to cheer her up, just wait and see, she will make up her mind as soon as she goes back and throw all the miscellaneous scruples out of the sky."
As for women, ninety-nine and a half out of a hundred are emotional creatures. Maybe someone like Yu Luojiao can remain calm all year round, but Yan Rong firmly believes that it is relative stability without inducement. It is like a building.
The volcano is accumulating energy. The precipitation of time and the oscillation of external and internal forces have made the relatively stable power no longer as smooth as in the past.
This time, Yan Rong's fierce fire burned her up. It's really exciting to see whether Yu Luojiao suppressed her anger and suppressed it, or whether she let it scatter and attack with abandon. It's really exciting.
That evil smile made Zhuye's pupils glazed over for a moment. Every time Yan Rong smiled in such a vulgar way in his memory, the corresponding power was astonishingly powerful.
She could only silently pray for Yu Luojiao, hoping that she would not fall too badly.
Outside the military camp, the soldiers were getting ready for the final battle of their fate.
When the city is broken, it's time to return home.
This fortress, which symbolizes the power of the King of Lu, is a powerful pass that hinders the army. If it is not demolished, there will be no reunion dinner.
Morale, no need to encourage, has reached its peak.
Just waiting for the command to attack, a powerful undercurrent will form and sweep out.
Wherever it passed, it was reduced to ashes and smoke.