He spoke out and finally became a little popular. [26nbsp;] Feng Feng shook his hand and stretched his hand at the end of his nose. His breathing was clearly hot, and he was a living person.
He patted her hand off: "What are you doing?"
"Haha, you are a living person, not a zombie."
She felt relieved, patted her heart, and felt relieved.
It turns out that this damn woman is not a pity for the dragon robe, but is afraid that she is a "human-eating zombie". Li Huan said angrily: "I can't see the difference between myself and you. Maybe you are a monster, not you Mo Ming
When I came to the palace in a wonderful way, how could I come to this damn ghost place?"
I am a monster, I am a vixen, a vixen who seduces Tang Seng.
These words burst through my heart like a thunderbolt. I suddenly remembered Jiaye and the days when she was with Jiaye, her eyes turned red, she glared at Li Huan, turned around and sat down.
Li Huan didn't know what she was thinking? She still put the weathered dragon robe in the plastic bag. He turned his face and wanted to ask Feng Feng what he was, but after a day of fatigue, her head was already tilted to the backrest of the sofa and was asleep
It's right.
He got up and picked her up and put her in the bedroom. Seeing that she was still asleep, her face was full of sweat and tears. He shook his head, wiped her, and then pushed open the glass window of her bedroom completely.
Walk out, lying on your own territory - the broken sofa, stretching out the handrail of the sofa with both feet, thinking, what should I do tomorrow?
He has difficulty falling asleep almost every night these days, and he has been worried about the chaos in the palace after his disappearance. Fortunately, the prince was appointed early, so he should have ascended the throne with the support of his ministers. Once the emperor is the emperor and the ministers are the ministers.
The prince's biological mother was killed, and the queen's family was loyal. I guess the situation was already under control?
Although his wallet was shaggy and his future was at a loss, Feng Feng slept very well that night, as if all his unhappiness had temporarily disappeared.
The next morning, it was exactly seven o'clock, which was her usual schedule. She looked out the window. The sky was already bright red in the early morning, the fan had no air conditioning, and the temperature was rising year by year, every summer,
For the poor, it is a growing torment.
She pushed open the door and walked out of the bedroom. She saw that the sofa was empty. She tiptoed to see that Li Huan had already "get up" and stood on the small balcony, looking out at the traffic outside, not knowing what he was dazed.