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Song Yuan, this goods, can also write poetry?

Silence of the night.

Water clear.

Moonlight.

Homicide.

"My poem, how?"

"Good poetry!"

Mrs. Mingyue didn't have to think about it, blurted out, must be praised, good poetry.

Meanwhile.

She muttered in her heart: "You meow, this can also be regarded as poetry?" "

Song Yuan, hehe.

As soon as he was happy, he grabbed a beast leg and gnawed!

While nibbling on the leg of the beast, he asked his wife: "Good poem, where is the good?"

Madame: "... That's it, that, okay! "

Huh? Perfunctory?

"No, no, ahem, good poetry that's really good, I saw it in poetry... The night sky is high and silent, which is a far-reaching artistic conception. "

I also saw ... The moon is sparse and the water is rippling, which is a pleasant pleasure. "

I also heard... Fierce golden sound, iron-blooded pride, a decisive temperament! Song

Yuan: "..."How

do I not know?"

"What's in my poem?"

He was stunned.

Then, he gave a thumbs up to Mrs. Mingyue: "Rainbow fart, can be so brilliant and colorful, really have you!" "

Madam:"..."

Song Yuan smiled.

He continued to gnaw on the legs of the beast, feeling comfortable.

Even if Mrs. Mingyue is just patting the, hehe, this is patted, I have to say, just right, so that Song Yuanshi is prosperous, and he wrote another poem!

Cover your face!

......

Moon.

Once.

Swedish people.

Lonesome?

......

In fact, Song Yuan thought of a question, a very gossipy, very gossipy question.

Before.

On his way to Mingyue Villa, in the flying boat, he discussed with Dong Daqi and Senior Brother Seven.

"The night of the candlelight in the cave room, before the groom ascends, hehe, the groom and Mrs. Mingyue, is there that?"

Up in the air.

There may be or may not be, so is there any?

Song Yuan's goods, I want to know.

However, after all, he still has a face, so he is embarrassed to ask directly.

So, his gossip heart, the burning poetry, the combination of the two, and euphemistically mentioned the former one... Swee people!

Mrs. Mingyue's face changed drastically.

"Sren", she sounded like a "dead man"!

"Song Yuan wants to kill me?"

"His first poem, the last sentence: Killing, this, is already the manifestation of killing intent."

"Now its second poem, the third verse, The Dead, alludes to..."

Be quiet.

Mountain lodges, islands, night parties.

Cherry stood at the far end, and around the rest, there was no one else.

......

"Hey, how about this poem of mine?"

“...... Still good poetry!

"What's so good about this?"

Song Yuan smiled.

He waits, rainbow fart, another one!

Lady Mingyue was silent for a moment.

She bit her thin, rosy lip, and she made up her mind.

She got up and approached Song Yuan.

She said decisively: "Xuanwu Sect's share in the Bright Moon Pavilion has doubled, well, I hope Sect Master Song will forgive me!"

Madame said, and also gave a blessing to apologize... Before, she did not personally greet Song Yuan, deliberately snubbing Xuanwuzong's apologies.

She paid a great price, hoping that Sect Master Song would forgive her and not kill her!

Mingyue Pavilion is a subordinate of Mingyue Mountain Villa and shops all over Nanmingzhou, which is large in scale and lucrative.

The three sects are the backers of Bright Moon Villa.

This kind of backer relationship, of course, is actually an alliance of interests.

Every year, Madame Mingyue takes 30% from the profits of Mingyue Pavilion and makes offerings to the three sects, Xuanwu Sect, Ten Thousand Beast Sect, and King Kong Gate.

Each of the three cases has a real score.

It's such a sum of money, which is actually quite considerable.

Now, at this moment, Madam Mingyue decisively decided: double the share of Xuanwu Sect!

Then it is, Xuanwu Sect has two percent alone!

This means an increase in income for hundreds of millions of spirit stones!

Song Yuan: "Huh?

He paused to gnaw the legs of the beast, looked at Mrs. Mingyue, the surface was calm, and he wondered in his heart: "What is she doing, sick, suddenly, send money?"

Madame faced Song Yuan, her feeling was: Sect Master Song's eyes were cold, between life and death, he still hasn't let me go?

"You're not satisfied?"

"Okay, then add another ten percent!"

So.

Xuanwu Sect won three percent alone, and this one increased the income of hundreds of millions of spirit stones!

Song Yuan: "..."

He silently gnawed the beast's leg.

He muttered in his heart: "You are willing to give, so generous, then I am reluctant, I must give you a face, so I accept it all!" "

But..." "I want to write poetry again!"

Song Yuan said seriously, seriously, and seriously: "Tonight, my poetry and talent are overflowing, and I can't control it!"

Madame's body shook.

Can't stand it!

She put her hands on her forehead, turned around, and stepped back, just wanting to sit back in her place and be quiet.

"Huh?"

Song Yuan looked at his wife's back, and suddenly, he thought of a common sense question: the difference between women and girls.

It seems that it can be distinguished from the body shape.

The curve of the profile.

The degree of firmness.

Whether the shape is fluffy and swollen.

"You stop!"

Song Yuan said suddenly.

Madame Mingyue immediately stopped, so that she was facing away from Song Yuan.

"What's wrong, Sect Master Song?"

"Nothing, wait a minute."

Song Yuan looked behind Madame, inspected, distinguished... Her hips!

He looked very seriously.

He thought, if she and the groom already had something that night in the cave, their body shape, especially their hips, would be almost visible, right?

"This buttocks!"

"Pretty cocked, this should be the buttocks!"

"Well, hers is different from the feminine one, the feminine belongs to, hehe, it's pleasant to think about, the feminine beauty belongs to the peach buttocks... Madame's?

"I'm not too sure, gee, but it's beautiful!"

This lord, appreciating.

What about Lady Akatsuki?

She was tall and tall, with long legs, standing there in a pavilion, allowing Song Yuan to admire from behind... That gaze can be perceived!

"He's been staring at my ass, look!"

"This guy, damn it!"

"Den apprentice!"

"He, tonight, my body?"

"My Mingyue Pavilion paid such a big price, Song Yuan, he is still not satisfied?"

Madame's heart was cold.

What about Song Yuan?

He continued to gnaw on the leg of the beast, sighing, and shaking his head slightly.

He carefully and carefully observed Lady Akatsukue's buttocks, but he was still unsure!

However, he will definitely not give up easily.

A gossip thought, persistence!

"By the way, after all, Madame is 30 years old, mature,, then her body shape must also change with age, it is not so easy to see ... Isn't it more obvious to compare?

"Hey, you call Cherry over!"

Madame was helpless.

She had to do so.

She summoned cherries.

The maid cherry fart trotted all the way and came over.

In fact, she was waiting in the distance, always worried about Madame.

Especially from a distance, I saw Madame standing there without moving, with her back to Song Yuan, and Song Yuan kept staring straight at him..."Serang, big bad!" Cherry was indignant inside.

Now.

Maid Cherry also came.

Song Yuan gestured to her, standing shoulder to shoulder with Madame, still with his back to him.

He looked again.

Compare.

Cherry is a girl.

If the cherry's and Madame's are about the same, then, the conclusion, speaks for itself.

So.

Song Yuan's expression was serious, his eyes were focused, comparing Madame and Cherry's... Buttocks.

Mrs. Mingyue was in her heart: "Look at you, Song Yuan!" Cherry

in her heart: "Dead pervert, stinky man, big color ghost!" "