Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 57: The eve of the meeting of the three beauties

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"No one will treat you as dumb if you don't talk," Shui Sheng snorted, "Miss Ben, sleep for a while. Don't blame me for not warning you. If you call the guards over, I will die anyway. I will definitely stab you to death with a knife first, and at worst, we will die together." Shui Sheng raised the knife she had just taken out of her boot.

Looking at the shining dagger in front of him, Song Qingshu asked strangely: "Then why didn't you stab me to death just now, wouldn't you be more afraid that I would reveal your treasure?"

Shui Sheng's pretty face blushed, and she thought to herself, although this person has a bit of a bad mouth, he is still pretty good to me after all, so I don't know what to do...

"Ah, I get it," Song Qingshu yelled, "You must have seen me young and handsome, with high martial arts skills, and a heart that I have silently promised to me... woo... woo..."

Shui Sheng was taken aback by his surprise, and couldn't help but cry when he heard his nonsense. She couldn't take it anymore, and took out her embroidered handkerchief from her bosom and stuffed it into Song Qingshu's mouth.

"It's finally quiet..." Shui Sheng let out a long sigh, lying on the soft bed, wrapping up the quilt, and closing her eyes in enjoyment...

In her sleep, Shui Sheng felt a little chilly, and she unconsciously leaned against a warm place behind her. She felt that it was a warm bearskin coat, so she shrank into a ball and let it cover her whole body.

Early the next morning, a scream broke the tranquility of dawn. It turned out that after Shui Sheng woke up, she found that Song Qingshu had fallen asleep behind her at some point, her head was resting on his arm, and her body was curled up in his arms like a bird clinging to him, which made her collapse even more. It's my own hand holding the other's big hand,...

Pushing away his thighs on her waist, Shui Sheng pointed at Song Qingshu with a pale face: "You...you...you..." At this moment, she couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Miss Shui, I've already warned you, be careful of going to the wrong bed." Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at her with an innocent expression.

"Didn't you get acupuncture points from me? I tied you up..." Shui Sheng looked around in disbelief.

"Are you looking for this?" Song Qingshu took out a light blue ribbon from his bosom. It was the belt that tied his hands that Shui Sheng untied from his dress yesterday, took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, "I am a master Well, of course there is a way."

Seeing Shui Sheng snatching it away in a panic, and tidying up the messy dress in a hurry, Song Qingshu propped his head on his hands, lay on his side on the bed and looked at her, and said calmly, "Miss Shui, you don't need to be so nervous at all. I was better than Liu Xiahui last night, I didn't do anything, just... "

"Just what?" Shui Sheng's eyes turned cold, and he stared at him nervously.

"It's just that someone rubbed against my arms desperately last night, and even took my hand to hug her chest..."

"Stop it!" Shui Sheng was full of shame and anger. Chapter 57 The eve of the meeting of the three beauties

Gritting his teeth tightly, tears fell down.

Although Shui Sheng's big eyes were full of tears, Song Qingshu still couldn't bear to see her continue to be sad, "Tch, what's the big deal about a maid warming the master's bed? Hurry up, come and serve the master to change clothes."

Shui Sheng gave him a bitter look, jumped off the bed, turned her back, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Song Qingshu didn't feel annoyed, after tidying up his clothes, he said, "Miss Shui, thank you for not killing me last night, I decided..."

"Let me go?" Shui Sheng turned around in surprise.

"Although I do have the idea of letting you go, I really want to experience what it's like to be served by an extremely charming maid. After weighing the two, I decide when you are ready to serve me, and I will let you go." You." Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile.

"Shameless!" Another layer of frost covered Shui Shengfen's face.

"Your thoughts are filthy," Song Qingshu yelled, "Maidmaid is a sacred profession, okay? In the western continent, there is a very nice nickname, that is maid..." Song Qingshu's expression fell into memory, and he soon regained consciousness, continuing Said: "It's not that I want you to be a housekeeper, why are you so anxious?"

Shui Sheng thought about it carefully, and understood that Song Qingshu was tied up by his acupuncture points last night. It was just that he was acting to cooperate with him. It's not just a word from you, if you keep ignoring your conscience, wouldn't this girl want to serve you for the rest of your life?" Shui Sheng suddenly raised her head and said coldly.

Song Qingshu was not affected by her cold voice at all, instead he heard the other party's tone loosen from it, and said happily: "I have always been an honest and unparalleled young man... Uh, what expression do you have, don't roll your eyes, since you don't believe me, Then I'll set another deadline, half a year at most, and I'll let you go, of course, if you've served me extremely well before and let me enjoy caring and comfort, I can also let you go in advance."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Shui Sheng said indifferently.

"You're a puppy," Song Qingshu swaggered and sat on the chair, patted his arm, "Oh, come and give the master a squeeze. I was pillowed by someone all night last night, and now I feel sore and sore."

Thinking of the soft and warm pillow last night, Shui Sheng blushed, walked over shyly, and said with a small mouth: "Hey, is it here?"

"A little lower, yes... yes... a little less strength, um~" Song Qingshu felt that his internal organs were as if they had been ironed, and there was nothing wrong with them; there were 36,000 pores, like eating ginseng fruit, and none of them felt uncomfortable .

Of course, it's not because of how clever Shui Sheng's technique is. After all, no matter how clever she is, she can't compare to those famous health care facilities that Song Qingshu visited in her previous life.

The source of all Song Qingshu's comfort lies in Shui Sheng's identity. Thinking of her as a dignified young lady Chapter 57 The eve of the meeting of the three beauties

, I'm afraid I haven't done rough work since I was a child, but I have to pinch my shoulders. This feeling is really refreshing.

"I don't know what it would be like if the concubine or princess pressed me..." At this moment Song Qingshu couldn't help but be fascinated.

When Wei Xiaobao saw Shui Sheng standing neatly behind Song Qingshu, a pair of eyeballs almost fell off, he pulled Song Qingshu over, and said with a smile: "Brother Song is indeed a master, he cleaned up this little pepper in one night. post."

Wei Xiaobao doesn't know martial arts, and he didn't deliberately avoid Shui Sheng, so all his words were heard by Shui Sheng. Shui Sheng glanced at Wei Xiaobao's funny braid on the back, really wished he could grab the two of them and strangle them to death.

After breakfast, Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian led the team of envoys back to Beijing with great fanfare, but Wei Xiaobao followed Song Qingshu and slipped out the back door quietly, heading for Gusu.

"Hey, I don't have a carriage, and I don't have a horse. How far is this journey, Shuang'er, I miss you so much." After driving for a while, Wei Xiaobao complained endlessly.

"It's really useless!" Shui Sheng muttered disdainfully, all these misfortunes came from him, of course Shui Sheng would not give him a good face.

"Stinky bitch, what are you talking about?" Wei Xiaobao gave her a hard look, and then a scolding battle began.

Hundreds of words omitted here...

Shui Sheng, a big girl with yellow flowers, is no match for Wei Xiaobao who was born in the market. Soon his cheeks were flushed with anger, his eyes were full of tears, and he wished he could kill him with a sword.

Song Qingshu clucked his tongue secretly as he listened to it from the sidelines, it would be embarrassing for his insignificant conduct in front of Wei Xiaobao.

With a light cough, Song Qingshu interrupted the scolding battle between the two. Song Qingshu deliberately showed off in front of the two of them. For Wei Xiaobao, he wanted to increase his weight in the other party's heart; Instinct on display.

"It's too slow to walk like this. Come closer to me, and I'll take you to Gusu." Song Qingshu greeted.

The two walked over suspiciously, Song Qingshu wrapped Shui Sheng's slender waist with his left hand, lifted Wei Xiaobao's shoulder with his right hand, and performed the lightness kung fu of stepping on the sand without a trace. The three of them quickly disappeared into the distance like a wisp of green smoke.

Being hugged by Song Qingshu, Shui Sheng realized the terrifying speed of the three of them before he came and screamed. Looking at the trees that quickly disappeared behind him, Shui Sheng looked back at Song Qingshu's profile with a complicated expression: Cousin is far behind him in terms of talent, appearance and martial arts... Oh, Shui Sheng, what are you thinking...

Different from Shui Sheng's complicated thoughts, Wei Xiaobao let out a "yo ha", looking very excited, thinking in his heart, if he has such a good lightness kung fu, who will catch up with him if he runs away

Wei Xiaobao is a person who will do it when he thinks about it, and immediately asked: "Brother Song, can you teach me this lightness kung fu?"

Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "This lightness skill is extremely exhausting, Brother Wei, you have no trace

There is no way to learn internal skills without a single foundation. "

"Oh~" Wei Xiaobao's disappointment was beyond words, and he turned around and noticed that Song Qingshu was gently holding Shui Sheng in his arms, but he was lifting his shoulders to himself, and he couldn't help but think angrily: "It can't be this little boy who hides his secrets and refuses to teach me, right?" .”

In his previous life, Song Qingshu was also a master at observing words and emotions. He was worried that he would plant a grudge when he spoke just now, and quickly added: "Actually, I know that there is an extremely light kung fu in the world. It can be used without any internal strength, and it is very suitable for Brother Wei."

"What is that?" Wei Xiaobao regained his energy all of a sudden.

"God is ever-changing," Song Qingshu spit out a few words lightly, "Tie Jianmen's unique skills, and what's more coincidentally, the Yuan Chengzhi we are going to deal with happens to be able to do it."

"That's good, it doesn't take much effort to get here," Wei Xiaobao chuckled, "If you catch him in the future, you will definitely torture him and ask him about this light skill."

"Brother Wei is really smart by nature, and now he can speak idioms."

"Brother Song, those idioms know me, but I don't know them. This is what I heard from the books before."

After half a day of driving, Song Qingshu still had two people with him, and felt a little tired. It happened to be noon, so he stopped at a market on the side of the road, found the largest restaurant among them, and prepared Take a rest and hurry on your way.

"I'm away from home, why don't I have this?" Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of thick bank notes, "Brother Song is good at martial arts, but he definitely doesn't have as much money as me, don't be polite to me today, pick the most expensive one, Xiaoer , first serve your tea and snacks one by one."

The three of them sat down in the private room on the second floor, and Shui Sheng sneered disdainfully: "Upstart."

Song Qingshu admired Wei Xiaobao's generosity and generosity, and was about to compliment Wei Xiaobao when he suddenly heard a deep voice from downstairs: "Ms. Mu, I have spared your life several times, if you keep pestering me, don't blame the poor." You’re welcome, monk.” Chapter 58: The Gathering of the Four Giants

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked downstairs, only to see two men and two women walking in, a monk about fifty years old, clothed with straw shoes, his face seemed to have precious light flowing, he looked like a super expert.

Another young man, who looked like a son of a family, with a jade face and a gentle temperament, was looking at the side face of a girl in a lotus-colored shirt beside him with an expression on his face.

The girl frowned slightly, with a cowardly look, it was Wang Yuyan who had met in Mantuo Villa that day.

Not far from them, a young girl in black grasped the hilt of her sword and followed in unhurriedly.

"Moha Kakra, I swear pure and perfect precepts. Why does King Ming get angry with a little girl? Why don't you come up and have a glass of water and wine?" I worked hard to study some Buddhist knowledge, so I explained the origin of King Dalunming in just one word.

Moha Kakra is the transliteration of Dalun Mingwang Sanskrit. Jiumozhi did not expect that someone in the south of the Yangtze River could recognize him at a glance. He looked up and saw that he was only a young man. Under suspicion, he walked up with Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu. When Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and soon he thought of something again, his expression darkened, and he followed with a complicated expression.

"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman were to be my wife, the little emperor wouldn't mind switching places with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, live my life like this. No matter what, I must marry this girl as my wife!" As soon as Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao's chest seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, his mouth parched and he was stunned.

The man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the covetousness in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously block Wang Yuyan, blocking the other's hot gaze.

Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"Farewell to Huashan, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Mu Wanqing. The beautiful woman's face has not diminished, but there is a little more tired look on Qingli's face.

"Sister Wan, does this young master know you?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seems to be a little unusual, even though Mu Wanqing has become his own sister now, she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"He is my husband!" Mu Wanqing's words shocked everyone.

It turns out that Mu Wanqing's heart has been broken by Qing's elder brother becoming a real elder brother. Hearing that Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi in Gusu in Mount Hua, he hurried to rescue him. How could he know that the former lover was so full of thoughts so quickly? It's on the girl Wang.

Mu Wanqing's heart was chilled by the speed with which Duan Yu transferred his love to each other along the way. Seeing Song Qingshu now, Mu Wanqing felt a little more warmth in her heart. of.

Being blocked just now, Wei Xiaobao now has a chance. Chapter 58: The Gathering of the Four Giants

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked downstairs, only to see two men and two women walking in, a monk about fifty years old, clothed with straw shoes, his face seemed to have precious light flowing, he looked like a super expert.

Another young man, who looked like a son of a family, with a jade face and a gentle temperament, was looking at the side face of a girl in a lotus-colored shirt beside him with an expression on his face.

The girl frowned slightly, with a cowardly look, it was Wang Yuyan who had met in Mantuo Villa that day.

Not far from them, a young girl in black grasped the hilt of her sword and followed in unhurriedly.

"Moha Kakra, I swear pure and perfect precepts. Why does King Ming get angry with a little girl? Why don't you come up and have a glass of water and wine?" I worked hard to study some Buddhist knowledge, so I explained the origin of King Dalunming in just one word.

Moha Kakra is the transliteration of Dalun Mingwang Sanskrit. Jiumozhi did not expect that someone in the south of the Yangtze River could recognize him at a glance. He looked up and saw that he was only a young man. Under suspicion, he walked up with Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu. When Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and soon he thought of something again, his expression darkened, and he followed with a complicated expression.

"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman were to be my wife, the little emperor wouldn't mind switching places with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, live my life like this. No matter what, I must marry this girl as my wife!" As soon as Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao's chest seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, his mouth parched and he was stunned.

The man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the covetousness in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously block Wang Yuyan, blocking the other's hot gaze.

Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"Farewell to Huashan, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Mu Wanqing. The beautiful woman's face has not diminished, but there is a little more tired look on Qingli's face.

"Sister Wan, does this young master know you?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seems to be a little unusual, even though Mu Wanqing has become his own sister now, she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"He is my husband!" Mu Wanqing's words shocked everyone.

It turns out that Mu Wanqing's heart has been broken by Qing's elder brother becoming a real elder brother. Hearing that Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi in Gusu in Mount Hua, he hurried to rescue him. How could he know that the former lover was so full of thoughts so quickly? It's on the girl Wang.

Mu Wanqing's heart was chilled by the speed with which Duan Yu transferred his love to each other along the way. Seeing Song Qingshu now, Mu Wanqing felt a little more warmth in her heart. of.

Being blocked just now, Wei Xiaobao now has a chance. Chapter 58: The Gathering of the Four Giants

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked downstairs, only to see two men and two women walking in, a monk about fifty years old, clothed with straw shoes, his face seemed to have precious light flowing, he looked like a super expert.

Another young man, who looked like a son of a family, with a jade face and a gentle temperament, was looking at the side face of a girl in a lotus-colored shirt beside him with an expression on his face.

The girl frowned slightly, with a cowardly look, it was Wang Yuyan who had met in Mantuo Villa that day.

Not far from them, a young girl in black grasped the hilt of her sword and followed in unhurriedly.

"Moha Kakra, I swear pure and perfect precepts. Why does King Ming get angry with a little girl? Why don't you come up and have a glass of water and wine?" I worked hard to study some Buddhist knowledge, so I explained the origin of King Dalunming in just one word.

Moha Kakra is the transliteration of Dalun Mingwang Sanskrit. Jiumozhi did not expect that someone in the south of the Yangtze River could recognize him at a glance. He looked up and saw that he was only a young man. Under suspicion, he walked up with Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu. When Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and soon he thought of something again, his expression darkened, and he followed with a complicated expression.

"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman were to be my wife, the little emperor wouldn't mind switching places with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, live my life like this. No matter what, I must marry this girl as my wife!" As soon as Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao's chest seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, his mouth parched and he was stunned.

The man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the covetousness in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously block Wang Yuyan, blocking the other's hot gaze.

Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"Farewell to Huashan, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Mu Wanqing. The beautiful woman's face has not diminished, but there is a little more tired look on Qingli's face.

"Sister Wan, does this young master know you?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seems to be a little unusual, even though Mu Wanqing has become his own sister now, she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"He is my husband!" Mu Wanqing's words shocked everyone.

It turns out that Mu Wanqing's heart has been broken by Qing's elder brother becoming a real elder brother. Hearing that Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi in Gusu in Mount Hua, he hurried to rescue him. How could he know that the former lover was so full of thoughts so quickly? It's on the girl Wang.

Mu Wanqing's heart was chilled by the speed with which Duan Yu transferred his love to each other along the way. Seeing Song Qingshu now, Mu Wanqing felt a little more warmth in her heart. of.

Being blocked just now, Wei Xiaobao now has a chance. Chapter 58: The Gathering of the Four Giants

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked downstairs, only to see two men and two women walking in, a monk about fifty years old, clothed with straw shoes, his face seemed to have precious light flowing, he looked like a super expert.

Another young man, who looked like a son of a family, with a jade face and a gentle temperament, was looking at the side face of a girl in a lotus-colored shirt beside him with an expression on his face.

The girl frowned slightly, with a cowardly look, it was Wang Yuyan who had met in Mantuo Villa that day.

Not far from them, a young girl in black grasped the hilt of her sword and followed in unhurriedly.

"Moha Kakra, I swear pure and perfect precepts. Why does King Ming get angry with a little girl? Why don't you come up and have a glass of water and wine?" I worked hard to study some Buddhist knowledge, so I explained the origin of King Dalunming in just one word.

Moha Kakra is the transliteration of Dalun Mingwang Sanskrit. Jiumozhi did not expect that someone in the south of the Yangtze River could recognize him at a glance. He looked up and saw that he was only a young man. Under suspicion, he walked up with Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu. When Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and soon he thought of something again, his expression darkened, and he followed with a complicated expression.

"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman were to be my wife, the little emperor wouldn't mind switching places with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, live my life like this. No matter what, I must marry this girl as my wife!" As soon as Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao's chest seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, his mouth parched and he was stunned.

The man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the covetousness in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously block Wang Yuyan, blocking the other's hot gaze.

Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"Farewell to Huashan, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Mu Wanqing. The beautiful woman's face has not diminished, but there is a little more tired look on Qingli's face.

"Sister Wan, does this young master know you?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seems to be a little unusual, even though Mu Wanqing has become his own sister now, she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"He is my husband!" Mu Wanqing's words shocked everyone.

It turns out that Mu Wanqing's heart has been broken by Qing's elder brother becoming a real elder brother. Hearing that Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi in Gusu in Mount Hua, he hurried to rescue him. How could he know that the former lover was so full of thoughts so quickly? It's on the girl Wang.

Mu Wanqing's heart was chilled by the speed with which Duan Yu transferred his love to each other along the way. Seeing Song Qingshu now, Mu Wanqing felt a little more warmth in her heart. of.

Being blocked just now, Wei Xiaobao now has a chance. Chapter 58: The Gathering of the Four Giants

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked downstairs, only to see two men and two women walking in, a monk about fifty years old, clothed with straw shoes, his face seemed to have precious light flowing, he looked like a super expert.

Another young man, who looked like a son of a family, with a jade face and a gentle temperament, was looking at the side face of a girl in a lotus-colored shirt beside him with an expression on his face.

The girl frowned slightly, with a cowardly look, it was Wang Yuyan who had met in Mantuo Villa that day.

Not far from them, a young girl in black grasped the hilt of her sword and followed in unhurriedly.

"Moha Kakra, I swear pure and perfect precepts. Why does King Ming get angry with a little girl? Why don't you come up and have a glass of water and wine?" I worked hard to study some Buddhist knowledge, so I explained the origin of King Dalunming in just one word.

Moha Kakra is the transliteration of Dalun Mingwang Sanskrit. Jiumozhi did not expect that someone in the south of the Yangtze River could recognize him at a glance. He looked up and saw that he was only a young man. Under suspicion, he walked up with Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu. When Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and soon he thought of something again, his expression darkened, and he followed with a complicated expression.

"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman were to be my wife, the little emperor wouldn't mind switching places with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, live my life like this. No matter what, I must marry this girl as my wife!" As soon as Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao's chest seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, his mouth parched and he was stunned.

The man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the covetousness in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously block Wang Yuyan, blocking the other's hot gaze.

Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"Farewell to Huashan, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Mu Wanqing. The beautiful woman's face has not diminished, but there is a little more tired look on Qingli's face.

"Sister Wan, does this young master know you?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seems to be a little unusual, even though Mu Wanqing has become his own sister now, she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"He is my husband!" Mu Wanqing's words shocked everyone.

It turns out that Mu Wanqing's heart has been broken by Qing's elder brother becoming a real elder brother. Hearing that Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi in Gusu in Mount Hua, he hurried to rescue him. How could he know that the former lover was so full of thoughts so quickly? It's on the girl Wang.

Mu Wanqing's heart was chilled by the speed with which Duan Yu transferred his love to each other along the way. Seeing Song Qingshu now, Mu Wanqing felt a little more warmth in her heart. of.

Wei Xiaobao had a chance when he was blocked just now