The Anarchic Consort

"Why don't you continue to talk?" Barry Gregory stopped moving, like a smile, but there was no smile in the donkey.

Although Helen Weiwei felt that this matter was not handled properly, she still had to say: "His Royal Highness, we have made a contract, saying that we help each other, not mutual restraint."

The Bailijiajue did not look at her, as if she had said something to her, she was full of carelessness, and she was somewhat absent-minded, and even the hot tea poured out in her hand overflowed, and she did not notice it, only the voice said coldly. "You mean to say, you just want to see Kurosawa, can't you manage this temple?"

"No." Helen Weiwei saw his hot tea almost touch the wound in the palm of his hand, reached out, held his left hand, moved to the side, and said again: "I just think we can't Affecting each other’s freedom, if today’s Highness is going to see which woman, I will not let the temple go down, and my Highness will certainly be uncomfortable, after all...”

"No." Not yet waiting for Helen Weiwei to finish, the Baili Jiajue interrupted her faintly, and the tone was clear and cold: "This temple knows who the temple wants to marry."

In other words, it is you who are unclear who you are going to marry.

It was said by a man that Helen Weiwei had some guilty feelings. According to the truth, the average husband and wife is indeed more jealous of this.

"Have you ever thought about it, if you lost your reputation before the test of martial arts, what would be the consequences?" The voice of Bai Lijiajue did not change, but the outside cloud suddenly became thicker. Originally The breeze suddenly multiplied more than twice, swept in the ear, like the ten army and the horses smashed the dead leaves, some swearing: "The consequence is that you can't marry the royal family in your life."

When Helen Weiwei just wanted to speak, he listened to him and continued: "The temple will not allow anyone to destroy the contract before you and the temple. If you insist on seeing him, then the temple has to do it, and clean up the black house." The second son of the family."

He Lian Weiwei was sinking, she did not think that things would develop like this, until now she clearly realized what people said about the three halls.

For a long time, he was indifferent, even elegant to the point of carelessness.

So that she forgot, he was hungry when she hunt her.

The third man, this man, as long as you don't touch his scale, everything is easy to say.

If it is to destroy his plan, he does not mind letting you see his means.

Who is it, but it is because in this game, she is just a piece of his chess, so he cares about her reputation is also reasonable.

Helen Weiwei smiled and looked up and said, "I know." Then he sat back to his original position, polite and unfamiliar.

Cooperation should be the way to cooperate, although the words of His Highness are ruthless, but the essence is true.

It was just that Helen Weiwei had an alarm in his heart.

She never made a chess piece.

This game is her opening game, and she has to end.

From now on, she has to plan carefully, how to get out of the body.

Because she found that the partner she picked was really more dangerous than she thought.

If you don't pay attention, the front may be an abyss.

Helen Weiwei likes to work with people like this, which will make everything easier.

But, again, Helen Weiwei knows that he has to be careful.

This game is not only that they join hands to deal with others, but also to maintain each other.

In the face of such a rival, Helen Weiwei felt that she had all the energy, even thinking that after all the things were finished, she went to the bottom of the world, or to find a bag .

As for now, I still know that my position is better.

As for Blackpool, I can only go to the college for another time.

Barry Gale found that he did not like her obedience at the moment, the distance emanating from the bones, like a wall, pushed him to a meter away.

For a black hair, she is like this.

Ah.

Ok, that's great.

The hundred miles of the princes groaned, and the expression was both arrogant and lonely, and the face was cold and silky.

It’s just a prey that you prefer.

He slowly slammed his hand, and his heart was so ridiculous, but he couldn't help but squeeze the book.

The atmosphere inside the car seems to be frozen.

When Sun Gonggong opened the curtain, he saw this scene and hesitated when he wanted to retract his neck.

The Barry Gregory looked at him and looked at him lazily. He leaned back and yanked his robes in one hand, and randomly placed one hand on one side: "What?"

If something is wrong, Sun Gonggong knows his own undergraduate, and the more he feels bad, the more he will look like this.

Strange, according to what they said, the mood of His Royal Highness along the way is very good, but also a bit of tea, saying that it is to give people to eat.

How is it now?

Sun Gonggong held the tray on his hand and thought about it: "Your Highness, this osmanthus cake, you want to use it with tea, or the old slave will go to give you some preserves."

"No." The low voice of Bai Lijiajue floated with the sound of the rain: "No one has eaten yet."

It was said that Sun Gonggong felt that he was not right, and he made a look at Helianweiwei.

Helianweiwei reached out and put the wooden plate over and placed it on the hand of Bailijiajue. After thinking about it, he said: "If you eat more, the wound on your hand can be healed quickly."

The wind outside is a little small.

The Bailijiajue glanced at her and did not refuse. She only swept her left hand with the light, and swept her face.

After waiting for many years at the Bailijiajue, Sun Gonggong knew the meaning of His Royal Highness. After reading this scene, he quickly said: "Miss, the hand of His Highness is not convenient for eating, the old slave is dirty. Also ask Missy to help the old slaves to persuade His Highness to eat more."

Not waiting for Helen Weiwei to quit, Sun Gonggong retired from the carriage.

Helen Weiwei still hesitated here.

Over there, the Bailijiajue had picked up a piece of cake with a hand wrapped in white pad, probably that the pastry had touched his wound, his long eyebrows were wrinkled, and the pastry **** was scattered on his gown. It rolled to her feet and it looked awkward.

Helen Weiwei didn't think much about it. He took the other cakes in the dish and put it on his lips.

Just when Helen Weiwei thought that he would dislike his own hand, the third hall opened his mouth, and when the thin lip slid over the cake, he gently touched her finger, which made it difficult to ignore the coolness, so that Helen Weiwei I couldn’t help but take it back. I looked at the eyebrows of Bai Lijiajue and felt that I was making a fuss...