Quick Transmigration Counterattack: Mysterious Boss, Don’t Tease

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. Liangzhu's sister just wants to let her sister and her sister know that her etiquette is well learned. Liangzhuo sister, do you say that this palace is right?" Bei Yuxi looked at her with a smile.

Xia Yuwei looked at the smile on her face and only felt particularly glaring, but when she saw the cold and indifferent look of Nan Shaotian, her eyes were full of sorrow and grievances: "The niece is right."

Xiao Yan Lengsen said: "Look at this etiquette is not half as expensive. From tomorrow, Liangzhu will go back to study etiquette, when will he learn, and when will he come out."

Liang Yan’s eyes are round and full of eyes, and his eyes are full of injuries.

Xiao Yan walked by her side with Bei Yu, until they walked far, and Liangzhu was like being fixed and staying in place.

"Anniling, get up." Xiahe looked at her own goddess with a distressed look.

Xia Yuwei stood up, and the weak body was crumbling, as if it would fall down the next moment.

Shao Tian, ​​are you really acting?

Xia Yuwei was supported by the palace lady, her eyes drifting, and the whole person was like being taken away by all the spirits.

Xia He saw her like this, and she was distressed, but she did not know how to comfort her. Whatever you say now can't let the goddess release, unless the emperor.

On the other side, Bei Yu and Xiao Yan took the lead, completely ignoring the woman who had been abused by their tears and even filled with resentment.

"It’s really time for you to come." Bei Yu Yan smiled like a flower, looking at his nephew to become shiny and shining.

He is so good again!

The two men's fingers are tight, and from time to time look at each other, the sweet taste, the people around can clearly feel.

"I just learned a pastry, I will do it for you today."

"it is good."

Going back to the palace, the north rains enter the small kitchen. Xiao Yan did not wait in the temple, but accompanied her in the kitchen. They are only in the kitchen.

"What can I do?" Xiao Yan looked at her with an eye.

"You face."

"Okay." Xiao Yan picked up his sleeves and his hand just reached halfway. He licked it and Bei Yuqi patted his hand.

"You haven't washed your hands yet."

"Oh." Xiao Yan was turning around, and her hand was held by her. He took him to the side of the basin, a soft little hand, and gently stroked each of his fingers.

The micro-capricorn between the abdomen, actually set off a current, flowing through the limbs, and collecting the lower abdomen. Xiao Yan’s deep squat jumped slightly with a suspicious little flame.

Xiao Yan pressed down the heart that was eager to move, and looked at her carefully and carefully washed her hands.

"All right."

When her hand was released, Xiao Yan unconsciously regained her. He didn't want the gentleness of his hand to leave.

Bei Yuyu looked at him with surprise and did not open his hand, let him lead.

"Now you can let go."

If you don’t let go, you can no longer have a hand.

The north rain smashed the beautiful phoenix, and the faint smile was in the eyebrows. The meaning conveyed in the eyes made Xiao Yan slammed his hand.

It’s good to be quiet, if it’s been going on like this, how good it would be.

"Is there a good face? I have already made it here." Bei Yuyu made the ingredients, turned his head, and he was on the stunned look of Nanhuang.

When Nan Shaotian just woke up, he looked at the dough in his hand in disbelief and noticed that the northern rain was focusing on tearing the petals. The soft light shone through the window and her body was coated with a layer. A faint glow, looking at the half of the perfect side face, his eyes can not help but look crazy.