One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

"The Moon God Terrace is different. I don't want you to remember your son's son like this."

No one saw anyone. The first time they heard the sound, they all stopped and looked towards the temple gate. They soon saw Zhang Yang picking up the steps, spreading out his long hair, a light-colored robe and a soft belt. , For example, long ink hair hangs down to the waist, and a red, dexterous headband is tied to the tail of the hair. The skirt opened slightly, revealing a beautiful bone. If you can't see it, the eyes are gleaming and charming, but the corners of the mouth are hanging down, with a touch of sarcasm.

People think of the evil and crazy son on the podium. Looking at Zhang Yang, he is lazy and willful in front of them, and the air seems to be stagnant.

She gave a few unheard of smiles.

Zhang Yang stood quietly, his eyes swept away, and Dickens slowly walked up. She said nothing, with a smile of three and seven cents. "It's nice to see you again," he added, "It's nice to see you again."

"It's nice to see you fall in love at first sight, goodbye."

Such cold words were instead read affectionately from the open mouth, and hit Dai Chun'er's face softly and openly.

Some people, they just don't like it, for example, DECChong-er. The feeling of missing a woman like a snake makes Zhang Yang feel that it is dark and thick.

Zhang Yang didn't see Daisy's trembling body, closed cuffs and white knuckles. He walked past her at a glance and walked leisurely to the sandalwood chair in the middle of the hall. It seems that I don’t know if there is a double-layer cabinet that can be seated in a high position with the sleeves down.

The movements are graceful and canceled, just like the silk satin savored in the mountains and seas in a day. Wearing a noble door, that delicate jade hand gently strokes the tea, the movements are very charming.

The clouds of the moon, the smoke of the moon and the pride of vicissitudes of life are not on the moon, and the cherry heart is not there. She swept across people's eyes and saw the ground, blinking his right eye playfully, and other people, it seemed that they didn't have much impression.

"My son is afraid of sitting in the wrong place, so both the cabinet chief and deputy cabinet chief can sit."

His white-dyed clothes were like snow, and his beard and hair clip a white flower. Looking at Zhang Yang, his face was cold like a knife.

The white dye is the master of the cherry heart. It turned out that he wanted to draw the cruel Mr. Chen Zixin through the cherry heart. Even if the cherry heart cannot be drawn, it also depends on the cherry heart being an unintentional person. Even if it is the cloud of this month, they should be given a third of thin noodles. But for no reason, he killed a red son, so that Cherry Heart was embarrassed to live out. All this, Bai Ran naturally counted on Zhang Yang's body.

"Oh? Then if Chen Zixin is here, can you sit down?" Zhang Yang gently shook the tea, smiling politely at the corners of his lips, lazily.

"Cold people sit naturally." Bai Ran snorted coldly, unable to see the soft bones, men, women, and irregular postures.

"That's it, you have to figure out one thing. Now, ah, he is worse than me. I sleep where he sleeps. How can I not sit where he can sit?"

Where he sleeps.

Zhang Yang just wanted to prove that she had occupied the bed of this book. But people don't think so.

Suddenly everyone's face realized that they were really sleeping together. There is another moment of imagination.

Bai Dye didn't expect what Zhang Yang would say. He thought that between the two people on the bed would be ashamed of the lips and teeth. Zhang Yang said so lightly that he could also enjoy a leisurely sip of tea. ..