Venerated Venomous Consort

Missing to paint the most beautiful picture in the world

Waiting for the millennium and other words to say that you love me?

Don't say we missed the most beautiful years.

The sound of the piano is falling again.

Envy and a pair of childhood friends...

The sound of the flute is quiet, but the song is slightly hoarse, but it has its own charm.

After a song was sung, Long Si’s eyes were slightly bright, and she raised her hand and held her hand: “I’m sorry, I’ve been looking for you, not a lie, we’ll not miss the most beautiful Yuhua...”

Gu Xiyu smiled and finally leaned his head on his shoulder: "A fool!"

Although she and his love can not be said to be a childhood, but also a long stream of water.

Even if she can't hold a wedding, she just needs to be with him. Why care about that vagrant?

She closed her eyes and there seemed to be a voice in her ear: "Small, you fell in love with me..."

The heart is like what is tied!

At the time, she was very calm, but the heart was still jumping a few times.

Of course, just a few times, because she knows that he is not serious.

What if he is serious? She doesn't want to be his cinnabar, nor does she want to be his white moonlight...

Three thousand weak water, she only took a drink.

She has found her own scoop now, and the others, then throw it away...

......

On a big tree not far away, Emperor Yizhao sat on a red maple tree, looking down at the pair of **** who were not far away, listening to her singing.

Her voice is good, but there is still a small flaw in the pursuit of perfect emperor.

I remember when she sang to him, he picked out a lot of problems for her and poured a lot of medicine on her...

Now she is hurting after all, her voice is even worse, a bit hoarse, a bit out of breath, some words are not clear...

He can pick out more problems for her, but she didn't sing it to him. She sang to Longsi for the night.

She has always liked the dragon night, the past life likes it, this world can't forget, now she finally got what she wants? is it? is it?

Emperor Yiyi did not know where to take a small jug out, holding the cup on the left, holding the pot on the right, and drinking a cup and a cup.

The wind raised his horns, raised his black hair, and his hair covered his eyes, and he opened his hands.

He knew that he should go down and separate them, and he asked if Longshi’s night was not trustworthy...

But he didn't want to go on, he didn't want her to hate him again...

What he has done recently seems to be recruiting her to hate...

He has done a lot of things in his life, and he doesn't know how many people hate his hateful teeth in his back. He counts the number of his villains, and he doesn't care.

What about the world?

His identity is there, his responsibilities are there, as long as the ultimate goal is right, he is not afraid to use any means, nor is he afraid to become a dictator -

So he never looks at people's faces when he does things. As long as he should do it, he will do it immediately and never hesitate.

But now he knows what to do, but hesitates, can’t bear it...

The two men finally got up and left, and went with them.

The back is beautiful but glaring, and gradually disappears into the distance.

The Emperor’s clothes didn’t get up, but they just poured a bite of wine, and they didn’t get caught in the liquor and coughed up.

After a while, the cough stopped, and I felt some **** suffocation in my mouth. I wiped it with a hand, and the white-skinned scorpion was bright red.

He frowned slightly, trying to get rid of the pal, but just after a hard work, he felt the whole body was broken...