Presumably, at the wedding of Yi, the two of them looked at each other?
But how could it be him? Luo Yunfan's son!
It seems that these people are going around, or are these people. I do n’t know. Is this a fate?
Huangfu couldn't help laughing.
After that, the children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and their young people should let them make their own care. They will not intervene in the last generation. Let's go.
Nympho
The dusk came to an end, and it was replaced by the bright stars.
Huangfu was lying on the bed and chatted with Luo Rushen.
"It's so dangerous just now, our family is going to see you."
"Well, my parents also mentioned this while eating at night."
"Then how do you deal with it?" Huang Fuqing was a little curious.
"Then let them see it." Luo Rushen was light and light, and a faction was calm.
"No, see, see, we are fake marriage." Huang Fu's heart flashed a trace of joy in his heart. At the same time, there was a tension in the depths of our hearts.
"Well, you can see sooner or later."
As soon as you see it?
Doesn't the meaning of deep levels mean, it is equivalent to admitting your identity?
Of course, Luo Rushen wouldn't think so, but he didn't want to wipe out the wishes of his elders.
"But I just didn't let them see you, and I succeeded." Huang Fu sent out this sentence a little.
In this compartment, Luo Rushen looked at him for a while, and then returned flexibly with his fingers.
Huangfu was so happy to get a roll in bed. This is really imaginative.
So the emperor, who was in excitement, sent out the words in his mind without thinking.
"You say that, will it make me think you fall in love with me?"
When the text message was sent, Huang Fu's love a little regretted, secretly knocking on his head, Huang Fu's feelings, what are you excited?
During this time with Luo Ruochen, he taboo taboo this topic, even if it is a joke, it is impossible.
The emperor's love, for fear of such a word, their relationship returned to the starting point, and returned to like two parallel lines.
The palm of his palm was sweaty, Huang Fu held his mobile phone, his eyes stared at the screen of the phone without blinking, and his heart was nervous.
For a long time, Luo Rushen didn't reply to text messages.
Huang Fuqing was about to reply, just a joke just now.
The screen is on.
"You think too much."
Four words, simple and powerful, but there is no doubt, cruelly broke the fantasy of Huang Fu's feelings.
The corner of the mouth raised a trace of self -deprecation, but the men knocked quickly, "Well, I think too much, just just handsome, just kidding." Press the sending key, Huangfu loves the phone.
The lingering mind was still his figure, the gentle face, the corner of his mouth smiled, and gradually sank into the dreamland.
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The sound of Ding Dangdang came upstairs.
Ning Ning laughed while helping clean up, "I also said, yesterday, your wedding night, you ran back to your mother's house, thinking what happened between you, dare to move, so can't wait to move over.
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Huangfu laughed, "Yeah, the emperor is not urgent, and the emperor is too urgent. Besides, I came back yesterday. I deliberately showed my mother's marriage certificate. Who made her always miss me and my ears were cocoon.
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"Sessions," Ning Ning looked at her, "Do you really plan not to have a wedding?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Huangfu looked at her puzzled.