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The emperor was in a hurry, but in a blink of an eye, even the people who accompanied him disappeared.

Nanjing Jingyu looked ugly at Su Kui, who was leaning in Nan Xuange's arms. His thin lips spurned an ironic smile, and said coldly: "Huangmei is good!"

Su Kui had a flick of interest in his eyes, and helped Nan Xuan Geyun get up lightly, but his expression was extremely innocent. He blinked and cut his eyes, the tail of his upper eye showed a hint of maliciousness, "His Royal Highness said What, I do n’t understand. It ’s just that this palace is unwell, so I will take a step first. Xuan Ge, let ’s go back— ”

The tail stretched long, revealing a domineering momentum.

Nan Xuange did not feel that this expression appeared to be strong and overbearing on Su Kui, but thought she was really cute.

Holding her hand tightly, Su Kui walked slowly, and walked out in front of the temple door. She smiled and raised her lips to Nanjing Jingyu with a smile. Somehow, if something happens ... "

Yu Zhi smiled softly while covering her lips, but it felt particularly harsh in Nanjing Jingyu's ears. His face was almost dripping with water, and his teeth gritted angrily: "Jingliu Kite! Don't fool you too much!"

Su Kui, who had already walked out of the door, heard an angry roar, but laughed more pleasantly. The pale lips chuckled, and the pale and delicate face was clearer than the plum blossoms in the courtyard.

"I bully you, why do you want me ?!" Liang Liang threw a sentence, Su Kui was helped by Nan Xuan Ge's tenderness, and got into the car.

But a teenager who hasn't really grown up yet, although he can cover up his emotions more than his peers, he still can't do the same thing as the top of the Taishan Mountain collapse, which is a thousand miles away.

Such a fear of Nanjing Yu?

After getting in the car, the car dangled all the way to Changle Palace.

In the car, Nan Xuange picked up a hand stove and warmed Su Kui's hands, then took out a clean veil from his arms and carefully wiped Su Ku's forehead. The tone is not distressed: "You are a woman, why don't you cherish yourself? This time it hurts again, I think, this scar is afraid that it can't be removed!"

As I said, my eyes were a little bit red, and my hatred was obvious in my eyes, "I'm sorry, this time I dragged you down. He was right, maybe only the Ye Ting is more suitable for me, you just send me again Go back, I do n’t want to cause you any more trouble! "

Su Kui listened quietly. When he finished speaking, his face was already covered with frost. Shen Sheng asked, "Did you finish?"

Shaking off his hand, she sneered, "I spent a lot of effort to keep you down. For you, I went to kneel and kowtow, put dignity on the soles of others, and trampled on. I don't care about appearance, I do n’t care what others think about it, but until now, you have told me that everything I do is self-assertive! "

After she leaned back tiredly, there was no emotion in her voice, "If you want to go back, then go back, and Bento we have never seen it. I owe you the life-saving grace--"

Upon hearing this remark, Nan Xuange's heart was like a needle-like pain, and it seemed that countless pairs of invisible big hands were tearing hard. The empty heart was swept by the wind, and only the body was cold.

He hurriedly took Su Kui's cold little hand, and said in a hurry and guilt: "I don't mean that kite, I just, just don't want to drag you down—"