"Do you think too much!" Feng Yan looked at her, moved his hands with both hands, and was skilled in the scabbard. The sound of metal collision was loud and pleasant.
"I ..." Li Wanqing was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. He performed several movies and experienced various love in the script. Now it is placed in the real world, and there is no use.
The temperature of the outdoor was very low. She stood under the corridor, and her body was frozen.
"Muzi!"
"Yes, adult!"
"I'm here for dinner!"
"I know, adults!" The young maid of Muzi bowed back and went to arrange the windy dinner.
"Actually, I'm not worse than her." Li Wanqing said with a silly face looking at Feng Yan's cold face, with endless grievances.
"Even if you are better than her, it's useless."
After he said, he turned his head and looked at the spine of the green tile. The tall eight cherry blossoms had been wrapped in the white snow.
In the spring of the next year, their bloom must be moving.
"Mr. Feng ..."
Fengye retracted his eyes and turned into the house.
"Mr. Feng ... Can't I love you?" Li Wanqing chased up.
As soon as I walked to the door, I took a long knife and pulled out the sheath. When I turned around, the knife that exuded the cold light picked it against Li Wanqing's ear.
The wind of the wind was done in one go, it was too fast. Li Wanqing hadn't had time to exclaim, the ears flashed, the air -conditioned, and a few strands of hair on the floor.
Suddenly, her body was soft and frightened. She looked up tremblingly, and she stared at her with a pair of sharp eyes than the blade. She stared at her with sharp eyes.
"Roll!" In his cold tone, there was no trace of temperature.
Li Wanqing slowly raised her hand and covered her chest. Her legs were soft and had no strength. She moved her footsteps with some difficult movements.
Don't leave one. "
thing?
Li Wanqing lowered her head down and saw the strands of green silk at her feet, so she bent down, and she trembled and picked it up, for fear that there was a missing, and it annoyed this man.
Muzi and another maid dinner have dinner, which is light and simple.
"Is the old lady dining?" Feng Yan raised the rice bowl and asked.
"Adult, the old lady is already dinner, but her appetite is not very good, because Miss Li was frightened and kept crying." Muzi replied respectfully.
Feng Yan didn't say anything, and started to eat.
Nympho
After dinner, Fujiwara came to the inner courtyard with the help of love.
The room was very warm, and the wind was on the thick cushion on her steps, making her leaning comfortably.
Fujiwara sat down, first sighed in a low voice, and then said, "Why are you so good to Wan Qing? She is a girl, but she was frightened, crying from you."
"I don't like her, how good can I treat her?" Feng Yan replied lightly.
"You promised me to get engaged with her." Fujiwara aimed at Fengya's left -handed ring finger intentionally or unintentionally. Then wearing a platinum ring on it, she noticed a while ago, but just ignored it.
The head of the windy mandibular mandibular, there is no objection.
"Hey, in fact, you are very good to marry Wan Qing! I don't think Orange Orange will not oppose it. In the future, the three of you will live together.