Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

Liuhuo\'s hand naturally rings around the waist of the monsoon smoke, killing the distance between them to zero.

At dusk, the two hugged and kissed each other.

This scene, without warning, fell in the eyes of the members of the red blood brigade and the bounty hunters who had already run a hundred meters away.

Kuang dang

The chin of all the people fell on the ground and killed them. They did not expect that the young man with good years had such a relationship with the Chinese empress.

In the silence, time passed quietly, I don\'t know how long it took, two people embracing each other, just slightly opened a little distance.

Obviously, it\'s the active strong kiss of the monsoon smoke, but now it\'s a little breathless, white and clean cheeks with a little red, those eyes with water mist can\'t look at the perfect face of Liuhuo for a moment.

"How do you know I\'m here?" The monsoon smoke slightly raises eyebrows.

Liu Huo\'s hands are around her waist, with her head slightly down and chin against her neck. She is greedy for every breath that belongs to her.

At this moment, he didn\'t want to think about anything more, just wanted to be intoxicated with her.

Seeing Liuhuo didn\'t respond for a long time. Instead, she was as tired of her neck as a small animal. The wisps of warm breath splashed between her neck, which made her slightly itchy.

"Son of a bitch, I\'ll ask you something!" The monsoon smoke pushed his chest.

"I miss you..."

Monsoon smoke slightly a Leng.

Liuhuo closes her eyes and feels every minute she is around.

"I\'ve been thinking about you for a long time. I can dream about you every day, but every time I wake up, you\'re gone. Let me hug you and know it\'s not a dream. " Slow whispers, with a little hoarseness, beat in the heart of the monsoon smoke, let her calm down the heart, again warm up.

The monsoon smoke is a little cramped and looks away.

The boy is getting worse and worse. He can say such a thing.

But

On the surface of the monsoon smoke, the body did not make any resistance, but stood there motionless, letting someone cuddle her.

The bounty hunters on one side turned from shocked to coquettish and rolled silently.

But the man of red blood brigade wanted to cry without tears. Now he can\'t walk or stay. It\'s embarrassing.

The setting sun is falling, and the sky is getting late. Before the coming of the evening, the fire finally looks up from the neck of the seasonal wind and smoke. On the white handsome face, there is a satisfied smile.

"Good."

The face of monsoon smoke turned red, forcing the delicate sweetness in her heart, but as she had guessed before, looking at this seemingly pure little fire in front of her, it was not so sweet.

Stinky boy, it\'s time for you to come, you wait for me!

Indulge in the flow of happiness, did not notice the slightest, the monsoon smoke at the bottom of the eye a flash of bad light.

The monsoon smoke collected his mind of calculating accounts after autumn, and then he clapped open the hand around her waist with his backhand, "Stinky boy, I\'m the empress of China now, how can you be such a fool?"

He laughed with a good temper.

The members of the red blood brigade were biting their clothes and complaining.

Your majesty, is it you who started?

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[irresponsible little theater]

little flame: = v =

little Madman: = - =

little flame: rub against ~

little Madman: Did the child discover my intention? So you\'re going to bribe me with a beau scheme?

Some North: you think more

Little Madman: really not?

North: Well, go at the same time. Don\'t delay my asking for a monthly ticket.

Little Madman: every time we sell for a monthly pass, what do you mean?

A North: do you want a black house return ticket? I\'ll send you home for free.

Little Madman: Dad, I\'m wrong.