I don’t know whether it was the heart or the meaning of Emperor Lan that ordered Duan Yishen to stay in the palace for a few days and arranged for him to live in the same palace.

Looking at Xiaoxiao, as if he hadn’t recovered from the shock, he clung tightly to Duan Yishen’s side, and the people in Junge were so angry that they were going to have a cow.
Xiaoxiao in the courtyard was sitting in a recliner eating Duan Yishen. She peeled grapes with her own hands. Duan Yishen always smiled and carefully wiped her mouth.
I don’t know what the girl thinks. Frost was the first to lose her temper and complained that she would be with Duan Yishen.
Frost water shook her head gently at her. Stop it, girl. Her idea is not that we can control it. Besides, if the cabinet owner hears it, it will be sad.
Even if the cabinet owner can’t hear him, his eyes are so angry that frost is going to run away, pointing to the people in the courtyard and saying that he has been there since he moved in. Who can’t see that the girl is thinking about the cabinet owner or trying to piss us off?
The water is faint, saying that a girl came back yesterday as if she were a different person. No one knows what terrible things have happened to her. We can’t disturb her here, and Duan Yishen won’t allow us to contact the girl now.
Then can they hurt the cabinet owner like this?
Hey, don’t you get it? The cabinet owner would rather hurt himself than watch the girl be wronged.
Frost gritted his teeth and stared at the outside people’s cheeks, red with anger. He hated that the pavilion owner could bear it. I couldn’t help it. The girl refused to recognize it, so she said that she was angry and pushed the door and left. Nai sighed.
The evening air was cool and refreshing, and a silent figure met the moon in the courtyard, where his robe was blown up by the wind, and he still stared at a distant place and wondered what was going on.
Slight footsteps sounded behind him
He didn’t look back, his eyes were cool and he looked cold.
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This call seems to bear too much depressed feelings for the sound master. Chapter 11
Duan Fei is imminent with a slight quiver.
Suddenly, a soft body clung tightly, and his arm crossed his waist and hugged his thin waist.
I miss you so much.
He is still motionless in those eyes, like light condensation, falling in the distance and floating in her place.
Seeing that he didn’t respond, Xiao Xiao panicked. She went around to his front and looked at him with a pair of big eyes. Are you mad at me? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
She suddenly threw herself into his arms again, and tears fell on me. I was Duan Yishen, but I found that I was wrong. I was you. Even if I stayed by his side, I always thought that people were you. She raised her head and watched him take me away from him, okay?
In those sincere eyes, he looks a little bit moved, and he doesn’t fade until he is widowed. Slowly, he raises his hand and gently wipes away her tears with white and slender fingers. No matter what you decide, I don’t want to see your tears.
His words are simple and natural, and it is as natural as breathing, eating and sleeping that she can’t cry.
Tears welled up again. Xiaoxiao was moved to hold him tight. You are the best for me. You are my most worthy lover. From then on, you will never be separated.
Some warm eyes were dull, and then the darkness all over the sky set off a huge whirlpool in his deep pupil.
Almost didn’t consider he pushed her ShuEr turned around.
Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes and looked at him doubtfully. What’s wrong with you?
His back is cold and lonely, and even when his back is turned to her, a sense of danger and oppression strikes. She wants to stop before, and her voice is weaker and more pitiful. She carefully asks why you suddenly don’t want me. Did I say something wrong?
Is he tilting his head for a long time and his eyes are cold?
She doesn’t trust to confirm the truth

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