Venerated Venomous Consort

Gu Xiwei: "..."

The prostitute who was shrinking in the corner of the carriage was playing a silver plaque. The ink of the ink smashed his hand, and the silver scorpion fell into the compartment and slammed.

Ink light immediately turned and the voice was cold: "What are you surprised?"

His body was strong, and the temperature of the whole car seemed to drop. The prostitute was stunned by his momentum and shrank a little, but he still said what he meant: "The son...the son wants to swear...the old man ?"

Ink stunned for a moment, and this reminded me that Gu Xizhen still had an old man's face, and it is no wonder that this prostitute would be surprised.

He smiled softly and raised his hand and touched the face of Gu Xiyu: "Yes, the deity likes her, naturally wants to marry her..."

Gu Xi’s heart jumped, but he feared that the emperor’s clothes would be fried, and he wouldn’t be prepared. He gave him a look and gestured to calm him.

Emperor 拂 clothes fingers in the sleeves, I want to lick someone's claws!

He began to consider the feasibility of making a disaster here. .

Fortunately, Moh is also very clean, although he wants to take advantage of the cheap, but he still has no appetite for the face of this wrinkle like a terrace. Sitting back again, I took a look at the prostitute: "You call the sky song? Come, give the boy a little song."

As long as the goods are not tuned, the emperor's clothes are still very good-tempered, so he really bounced. The snoring sounds like the wind in the early spring, swaying in the branches that have not yet issued a new green, like cold and warm, oh, all the way.

Ink smiled and listened, intoxicated in this snoring, the reddish lips were like a new moon.

Gu Xi's heart seems to have tides and ups and downs, and the emperor's clothes are really forbidden for her. All kinds of things with no lower limit have been made. His sacred priest is now dressed as a singer for a devil's head...

Ink, you wait, let you be happy for a while, wait for your nest, you should be crying!

We will definitely abuse you crying and crying!

In fact, there are still many questions in my heart that I have not had time to ask. For example, who is now dressed as an emperor? Is it a real injury or a fake injury? Has he arranged for other people to come in too?

Her fingers tapped beside her, as if she was screaming in the snoring, it was still the Morse code.

The Emperor’s clothes were naturally glimpsed. He was quiet, waiting for a distorted bomb to finish, and the remaining sound was still lingering in the carriage.

The emperor's clothes are about to put down the shackles, and to pass the message for the sake of squatting, the ink singer has listened to the interest of the song: "The bomb is good! It really is the master level, and another one, the deity can accompany you."

He took out a green bamboo flute and turned at his fingertips.

Emperor Yu Yi will naturally not violate him at this time, and he has played another song. He just made a tone, and the ink of the ink singer added in. It is a very good duo.

Can't help but say that this person has a great musical talent, and the flute is mellow and mellow, like the night wind blowing over the treetops. Like the setting sun, the night falls slowly and the whole earth is shrouded.

The snoring of the emperor’s clothes was originally like a sunny day, the spring breeze and the warmth, which made people listen to their hearts and minds, and they even felt that his snoring had the effect of dredging people’s blood, so that her point of acupuncture and veins would not be so Sour.

But the ink of the ink singer added in, but like the autumn wind blowing across the earth, the spring green is blown away. She seems to have some smooth blood that seems to be more stagnant, and the stagnation makes the muscles of the whole body follow the pain...