No one can affect her ancient ancient dyeing, and no one can control her ancient ancient dyeing.
"At least I will consider."
Nangong Yunlie looked at Ming Gu dyeing with a smile, and he looked like he was more angry.
"Danan ..."
Nagotan dye vaguely vomited two words. [
"What did you say?"
It was too low, Nangong Yunlie couldn't hear it. At the same time, he saw that the expression of the ancient and ancient dye was very uncomfortable, and it was awkward. She probably had never been threatened so much.
"Dyeing ... ancient dye."
This time, the volume of Mingguyan has increased a bit, which is enough to make Nangong Yunlie listen to it.
"Ancient dye? Ancient? This last name is very special. Shouldn't it be a pseudonym?"
It wasn't that he doubted that it was this woman that he couldn't believe it.
"Do I need to lie to you with a pseudonym?"
Ming Gu dyed disdain.
"Why? When you have confidence in letting go, can you wash my memory or something? Or ... you didn't intend to let me leave? After using it, it would be destroyed?"
"..."
Ming Guran stunned, she really planned to let him go and wash away all his memories.