It is said that looking at the beauty under the light, it really does not fake.
Oriental dawn gave birth to a delicate and unparalleled face, and at this moment I fell asleep again. [
The lofty and unruly on the face were all covered, and the small face left only simple and seductive.
It reflects the light yellow light, and it looks more and more soft.
When Hua Rong had seen the attitude of Oriental Dawn, he couldn't help but lose his God, but just watched him slowly approaching the Jin couch.
In the air, suddenly there are strange fluctuations.
Hua Rong realized something sensitively.
That is, the cold ... murderous?!
For a while of cold back, he woke up sharply and returned to God.
The right foot that has returned to the steps, Hua Rong coughs lightly, and then called out.
"Son, son!"
On the Jin couch, the east -dawn eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes lazily. When she saw the flowers standing under the steps, she didn't get up, but just asked lightly.
"What is the thing?!"
"The subordinates have notified them, and I believe there will be clues of Xuanying and Qiu Shui Cold soon!"
Hua Rong replied respectfully, but the chill on the back continued.
I don't know why, he always feels that in a certain place in this room, there seems to be another pair of eyes staring at him.
Moreover, the eyes of the pair of eyes are definitely not friendly!
Is this Oriental son really blessed by God?!
"If nothing else, Hua Rong retires first?!"
Glanced at this small hall quickly, the tone of Hua Rong was very respectful.
"Go!" [
Lazyly waved his hand, and the east rolled directly, changed a comfortable posture, and continued to close his eyes.
Once she sleeps, she is a little confused, and she did not realize that the abrupt blanket appeared on her body.
As soon as the figure flashed, the dark shadow that had disappeared before appeared behind the brocade.
Ran, as if it appears out of thin air.
But it seems that he has been standing there without leaving.