Do you need me to see you off? There is a kind of melancholy lingering in my heart, and I feel sorry for him. It’s also a kind of letting go. It’s hard to tell who is sad when the vine breaks.

If I leave my dear snake king together, who do you want to send? Mo Xie suddenly hooked Korea’s crooked jaw and asked seriously
you
oh
The more evil he laughed, the more he cooled down and hid it in his heart. He gently reminded her to stare at her. She was so inscrutable that she was blinded by thick fog that Han Bian could not guess his intentions.
Hehe, is it wrong
You really moved the king. He specially aggravated the word "moved". It sounded chaotic and unclear. Han took the glass and glanced at the calm wine, giving off a strong fragrance. She couldn’t help but feel sour and send evil in her heart. She wouldn’t face the heartache of watching Cass face the back alone. She didn’t want to send him. She wouldn’t give him a finger tip and scratched the glass. She smiled very hard.
Wang Rili shouldn’t drink with me.
I’m not very good at drinking.
A glass won’t free you. Cheers. Mo Xie took the lead in pouring wine into the dry throat. Looking at Korea, she still stared at the wine and lingered.
This wine always makes me feel like heartbroken poison.
Oh, are you going to feed you a drink by the king? Mo Xie is abrupt and close to Jing Han. He pours the wine into his mouth and gulps it down. Besides the mysterious musk taste of the wine, it tastes like a western ecstasy.
You, you give me medicine
Korea dropped to the bed, shivering with cold fingers, grabbed Mo Xie’s sleeve, and the glass smashed into pieces. Mo Xie stepped into the bottom of his boots. He approached his knees step by step and pressed her charming body on the bed, tightly contacting me. You drank like a drug, but Wang’s physique was dear, but you were different. Korea dropped suddenly and felt his head stepping into her neck, warm and warm, accompanied by a hoarse voice called shoulder socket, which caused great pain. Then she heard Mo Xie’s hoarse and evil spirit bewitched you. I will succeed in being a bad hunter, my little dress.
On that day, the warm sun just rose outside the window and stung her eyes, but she didn’t regret it and was buried in the darkness.
Xiang Wu has passed Mo Xie, Korea, and there is no floor to eat. Cass goes back and forth on that staircase and sometimes looks at the door panel. Is his slave really not going to see him off?
At noon, rubbing his sore temples and stretching his arms, he just yawned and realized that he was asleep beside him.
Brain-fried consciousness tripped and Mo Xie was strapped to her waist and hand. Han Guayi sat up and looked pale. My shoulders trembled, Bei Teeth bit my lips, and a drop of blood dripped to Mo Xie’s coquettish cheek. He was sleepy and opened his eyes, evil evoked his lips and gently asked, Did you sleep well, dear?
you and me
Wang has a sedan chair ready to take you to the Dragon Palace to get married. Mo Xie laughs very grimly. It’s good to have all the dark plans going on.
You set me up.
Uh-huh
Mo Xie Korea waved her hand and gave him a slap, ringing and ringing. Mo Xie licked the blood at the corner of her mouth and asked the king, I can give you everything, but I can’t let you leave my sedan chair. The king will take you away from this dirty brothel.
I cann’t believe you touched me
Korea dropping suddenly sneer at smile than cold.
Touched
Mo Xie smiles enchanting, but the bottom of her eyes is extremely sad. Will he really touch her in a coma? It’s really a loyal little maid. It’s bad for him to touch her or not. The difference makes him a bad guy to the limit. At this time, there is a burst of footsteps outside the door. Cass slammed the door and brought in food. When he caught a glimpse of this scene, he rustled and fell to the ground.
bang
The porcelain bowl broke and Checher’s heart rang. At this moment, Cass wait for a while was scratched by the bowl in the palm of his hand and stained with silver and white clothes.
Flying hair blows his cheeks one by one, dragging up his beautiful and refined cold cheeks, and his pure and beautiful eyes are as clear as ice.
As sharp as that, as blurred as steady steps, the tall body is like a precarious mountain that will collapse at any moment. A strong god turns into a fragile bamboo. It takes a moment to look at Cass’s lazy and domineering eyes, ignite a flame, and a gentle trace turns out. Korea’s heart is broken into pieces.
Kasi I
Wang will send a post to you, Cass. Mo Xie proudly and wickedly smiled at Cass, but Sen was cold. He won the day but lost her. This kind of destruction made Mo Xie dripping with joy than drinking blood.
I’m sorry
Korea’s drooping head can’t explain it, but Yan Yan can’t explain it. Grasp the quilt and put it in it, ignoring the broken ice statue at the door.
The food is dirty.
Cass suddenly squatted down abnormally, lifted his lapel, and half knelt on the ground, picking up the bowl piece by piece, and immersing his fingertips in the food as harsh as that.
The snake on his forehead jumps endlessly, but the blood in his eyes is dim and dead. It’s like Korea’s death, and he is paralyzed with pain. He laughs evil spirits and laughs wildly. He escapes from the able-bodied lip and refers to blood and dirt, which eventually needs to be scattered
You are so pitiful.
Mo Xie’s evil smile also grabbed such ridicule and sadness that I couldn’t help but want to give you a hand, hahaha.
Our contract was rescinded.
Cass held the paper tape in one hand and held her a lock of hair dyed with blood. The cloth hissed and shattered, and the room was full of stars. When Korea dropped and was lifted before, tears would fall into the palm of your hand. Cass muttered hoarse and called for heartbreaking.
You go your way, I’ll go my wooden bridge
Cass cruelly drew a line, picked up the dirty bowl, turned around and fought back tears in his eyes, whether it was good or not. When he was in danger, the farther away she was from him, the better. She could bear to watch her lips, and how many evil spirits bloomed in the cold tears like cherry blossoms.
It’s hard to cross the door. It’s raining, it’s raining, it’s cold, it’s covered in blood, and it’s wandering in the cloister. When Korea drops and rushes to bed desperately, the door slams and covers up. That day, it’s been crying carefully, the wine is fragrant, the night fragrance is fragrant, and the cough is constantly bloody and enchanting.