"You!"
Zhao thief took her face and rubbed it.
"Let’s buy some cakes. You also like sweet things, right? Say what you want when you go to the street for a while. "
Prince Zhao didn’t open his mouth and keep his mouth shut. Since he met with Anle, he should accompany her first.
He’s thinking about Yan Er, but he can’t play favorites. It’s not too late for the little witch to go out of town again.
Even if you end the water unevenly, you must show people that you have the attitude of ending the water evenly.
"Does Anle like chopped green onion patties?"
After he bought some desserts, he found a little witch and wanted salty cooked food.
"Yaner often eats this." The princess hall said something that surprised him. "Buy it for her by mistake."
"Happiness is so good"
"hmm ~"
Zhao Cuo took her downtown until nearly noon when the carriage left for the city. The little witch was clever and couldn’t help it soon.
"Give me cakes by mistake," she said with a face of natural evil. The villain wanted to spoil her like a daughter today, but it’s better to treat her like a human being. "You greedy cat."
Four horses galloped all the way out of the city, and Yu Di flew halfway through the fog and rain.
……
"The bad guy …"
A boudoir in a mansion in Beijing
A beautiful woman dressed in a lake green robe is beside the bed. She has a charming zhangyan face, but in her beautiful purple eyes, she is innocent and innocent.
She hung a bright and charming face, elegant and towering clothes blocked her view. She raised her jade hand with anxiety and loss, bit her finger lightly, and looked at the distance through the windowsill with bitterness. She had been waiting for half a year, but these two days were particularly difficult.
"Zhao Cuo, if you don’t come to me today …" The beautiful woman in the cassock flattened her lips with injustice. "Yaner will come to you!"
She’s been having sex for a day or two, villain. If you really ignore her, she can hide in the quilt and wipe her tears.
"Why don’t you come to see Yan Er …"
Chapter five hundred and sixty-three Mrs Flame Dad …
"come"
Zhao reached out his hands to return the car after he got the wrong carriage.
"It’s so mellow," the little witch said absently after being held in his arms, "I like it."
"Do not say such things outside to let others hear? Anle wants to be a good boy. "
Little grandpa raised his hand and rubbed her little head with a little shame.
"hmm ~"
The princess hall seems to recall something and turn around with a small pink tongue.
"You!" General Zhao poked her white forehead. "Let’s go and see Yan Er first."
He turned to look at the front door of the mansion, which was closed and there was no movement inside.
"She’s still angry with me and won’t come out to see me. What do you say?"
Zhao Wang Ye asked the small and medium-sized beauty in his arms.
"Don’t give her cakes by mistake."
Happiness a face of koo to his eyes.
"Then you can swallow her share, too, right?"
Zhao mistakenly pinched her white face funny, and the little witch was really cute, and he couldn’t help but bow his head and kiss back.