Venerated Venomous Consort

Suddenly, the sky fluttered above the iron pillars, and the long skirt swayed like a river, like a blooming flower. Suddenly, he swooped down, but when he was about to land, he flew up, his feet circling, and the whole body turned into a confusing arc.

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But now he accompanies the dance of Gu Xizhen, and he has made a few mistakes in his turmoil and ran twice.

He is a perfectionist, so the ultimate dance is naturally accompanied by the ultimate music, otherwise he can not forgive himself. So he quickly pulled back his mind, playing the piano in one hand and playing the drum in one hand, actually playing the most exciting music, flowing between the heavens and the earth.

A dance stop, a happy end.

Gu Xiyu made a spin on the iron column and smiled: "Today, I am leaving." A direct teleport...

Her intention was to teleport directly back to her yard, her own house.

Because the sky is not early, because the person on the opposite side is getting deeper and deeper...

So it is the smartest way for her to run almost the same way.

It’s just that her plan is very good, but the reality is far from that.

"Hey!" She hit a transparent cover!

The transparent cover is colorless, soft and elastic. Because the speed of the teleport is too fast, the momentum is naturally not small, so when she hits it, the body flies back directly, and then ‘oh! "The ground broke into a embrace.

The scent of the sultry linger in her arms made her heart thunder.

The voice of Emperor's clothes rang in her ear: "What are you running? Are you afraid that this seat has eaten you?" The sound is magnetic with a sultry dumbness.

Gu Xizhen was almost in his arms, watching him grind his teeth: "When did you get an enchantment?" This guy seems to have decided that she will run away after she jumps, actually making an enchantment in advance to block she was.

Strange, the original her teleportation was not blocked by anything. How could it be bounced back by this rash?

Emperor 拂 手指 finger licks her pink little mouth and answers her question: "When you go to change clothes."

Here is the deep mountain, there is no smoke around, but the emperor's clothing for the sake of insurance, or secretly set up an enchantment here, lest she wear the clothes and was smashed by irrelevant people.

His arms were hot, and her eyes were very deep and her breathing was thick.

"Why, you dance this way - how many people skip?" He sat down with her and asked in a dumb voice.

How many people to skip? She really can't count, because she skipped three games that year, everybody was full, and the crowds were swaying, and I didn't know how many people were there.

Gu Xiyu coveted and did not answer.

"Why don't you talk? Can't answer? Hmm?" The last word was picked up, and the pick-up was stunned. She blurted out: "What are you worried about? I am counting..."

Emperor Yi Jun’s face was directly blue, and her lips squinted at her: “Is it still?”

Gu Xizhen actually regretted the answer. When he was held in his arms, his brain was often short-circuited. If he blurted out, she would like to swallow it when she finished.

She smiled and said: "Actually, there are not many people. There are really not many people..." It is only seven or eight hundred people.

Emperor's coat hugged her, her arms around her head, her palms falling on her collarbone, her arms around her legs, her elbows on her legs, her wrists around her waist.