The Anarchic Consort

Early morning, on the comfortable carriage.

The burning stove wood was burnt and gave a dull sound.

The mellow and mellow fragrance slowly spreads out from the red gold carved incense burner.

This is Long Yanxiang, make up the five internal organs, and the spleen and stomach, go to evil, break the symptoms, and smoke in the inner chamber is best for the body.

If Helen Weiwei’s memory is not wrong, this Longyanxiang is her mother’s favorite incense in the past...

However, when Su was married, she took her incense and said that she could not smell this. It would be disgusting to smell.

So the Huguo government banned this incense up and down.

People know that this is the newly married two lady who gave the big lady a horse.

But what about her "good father"?

Protecting Su's everywhere, she also said that she is weaker than her mother.

Su's body is weak, her mother is not weak?

At that time, the mother was already limited, and her chest was vomiting. The generation of women who were racing in the battlefield, the real true Helian was the master, but there was no qualification for even a single incense...

No one knows, that is a situation that makes people feel sad.

The little Helen Weiwei pinched the skirt and watched her mother's so much pity, but could not do anything.

The memory deep inside makes Helen Weiwei close his eyes tightly, and when he opens his eyes, the pupil has already become a clear-cut.

No matter what the past, she will regain the original things that belong to her.

I was thinking, suddenly I felt that someone was watching myself.

Helian Weiwei immediately converges on the suffocating suffocation and lifts it up to the opposite side.

In a white robe, the singer of the singer was sitting on the chair. The robes of the ancient robes were like flowers on the wrists of the jade. He turned the scrolls on his hands and looked like jade. High cold.

Helian Weiwei felt that the three emperors could take the action of a magazine casually, and it would be a pity that such a person would not be a star.

Probably aware of the eyes of Helen Vivi, Baili Jiajue’s eyes glanced at her side, then pulled the small wooden box in the carriage, and the slender fingers turned over inside and threw it at Helian. Wei Wei has a few pieces of martial arts tungsten iron, which means that she is watching.

Helen Weiwei picked up his eyebrows and put the tungsten iron on his hands. The rumors were true. Everything of the three emperors could not be measured by money alone. Even the usual food was the most empire of the war dragon. Ok.

Just look at this carriage and you can see that one or two, jade table, fruit, tea, snacks, chessboard, book rolls, etc. are all ready to use, everything is top grade, valuable, luxury is not a little Half a point.

Helian Weiwei is also welcome, elegantly squeezed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, the entrance of the pastry is instant, the thick green bean fragrant, and the pears with a lot of flesh, the unique taste melts in the mouth, let her Enjoy the general set off

Because in the carriage, coupled with the busyness of the previous night, today, Helen Weiwei did not paint black juice on the face that made it easy for her to misunderstand.

This makes her look very beautiful, especially when she laughs, she smudges a piece of autumn light, and the charm is long.

Ordinary women are relying on feminine to win, but she is different, each place is full of charm and arrogance, black Danfeng eyes are always vaguely reluctant when looking at people.

The original woman will have such an impressive skin.

Especially the thin lips with water, it looks a little moist, invisible and tempting.

The Barry Gregard sank his eyes, with a slight sigh...

Helen Weiwei was eating sweet, and the three emperors who saw the opposite book kept looking at her.

"It's delicious?" It's the kind of commanding voice that is so expensive.

Helen Weiwei thought that the question of the three emperors must be a foreshadowing. Then he must say that she likes to eat anything like pigs, she will not go to him!

So Helen Weiwei is very clever and has not answered!

Just what she didn't think was that the next move of the Three Emperors turned out to be holding a book in one hand, holding her hand in her hand, and eating the half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand and sending him into indifference. Thin lips!

Helen Weiwei looked at this scene, slightly stiffened his body shape, why she always felt that the three emperors' actions were somewhat intimate.

Moreover, what she has eaten, he eats again... it feels weird.

It can be said that the three emperors are still a pair of high-cold male gods who do not eat human fireworks, which makes Helian Weiwei unable to withdraw his hand.

When I was doing the task in the wild, everyone did not have a bit of a compressed biscuit.

Maybe she just thought more.

Helian Weiwei is doing psychological construction, and the wheels seem to have encountered something heavy, suddenly sloshing.

She held the teacup in one hand and was held by the man in one hand. She did not stabilize her body shape for a while, but she could not reach out to the left side to stabilize the center of gravity, because the three halls were sitting there.

She subconsciously wanted to avoid the man, but did not expect that he would soon put her whole person in her arms.

The faint and elegant man was filled with her nose and mouth, such as the lotus-like snow, which coincided with the occasional scent of the carriage, and the quietness was cold.

"What happened?" His voice was very light and he couldn't hear any emotions.

The people outside the window replied with respect and respect: "Your Highness, I don’t know who put a stone on the mountain road, no big deal."

"Yeah." Bai Lijiajue lowered her throat and looked down at her. The beautiful peach blossom slipped through her eyes and landed on her messy neck. The deep scorpion was so dark...

His hand was placed on the waist she couldn't help but the temperature of her palm passed through her clothes, and her inch was hot.

I don't know if he intentionally or unintentionally, and the finger slightly rubbed her most sensitive place.

Helian Weiwei felt a tremor, and the feeling of numbness seemed to be from the tailbone, which spread to the limbs.

The Bailijiajue naturally noticed her reaction. The waves in her eyes flowed, revealing a shallow, arrogant evil laugh. The low-pitched magnetic voice has a metallic texture. It sounds like a good cello sound quality: "So sensitive?" Ok?"

Helen Weiwei carried the shackles, only to see the sun faintly spilled on the man, or deep or shallow outline his perfect figure, it is also evil, shaped like a knife and axe.

When he whispered in her ear, the faint sandalwood scented with an electric shock.

This guy, born to challenge women's self-control!

Helen Weiwei had heard about it, and it is said that the person who lives in the ghost hall can be any other girl as long as he thinks...

Unfortunately, she is not in the "any girl" column.

He Lian Weiwei's body shape turned, his movements sat down straight, his tone was faint: "His Royal Highness is too much, but it is more itchy on the waist, but this road is too unstable, and His Royal Highness is still far away from me. A little bit better, maybe there will be something going on in a while."