The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei blinked a little inexplicably.

The dark eyebrows of Bai Lijiajue rose slightly.

The third man was not happy, but where was not good, Helen Weiwei couldn’t touch the stalk for a while, so he had to squint again: "You have a book arranged by the master, let me see."

The ancient scroll on the handlebar of the Bailijiajue slowly puts down: "Why should you let this temple show you?"

"We are not at the same table. Of course, we must help each other at the same table." Helen Weiwei smiled and said very well.

The Bailijiajue did not care for her, and it was extremely cold.

Helen Weiwei decided to do it himself, and he wanted to go to the stack of scrolls that the Baili Jiajue was carrying.

Who knows, the Baili Jiajue suddenly turned back, put her in the corner of the carriage, and then extended two hands to resist the window, so that Helen Weiwei circled his arm.

Helian Weiwei had no choice but to stick his car on the back to avoid the breath of the other party.

The Barry Gregory bowed his head slightly and looked at the eyes of Helen Vivi.

Helen Weiwei discovered that the person of Bai Lijiajue was actually excessively evil. How could she not come out before?

"Would you like to recognize the mistake first, and then discuss with the temple what the same table should help each other, eh?" Bai Lijiajue face, the thin lips look good, so almost the distance will kiss her.

Helian Weiwei did not retreat, but really admitted the mistake, the attitude is very sincere: "I am wrong, then I can copy your scroll now?"

The Baili Jiajue took a deep breath and loosened his hand, completely ignoring her.

Helian Weiwei smiled evilly, turned the scrolls one by one, and began to find the one that the master arranged. The result was half a day...

But the man who was lying on the soft couch, raised his left hand carelessly.

Originally, Helen Weiwei thought that if he wanted to win over, he would definitely have to work hard. I did not expect that the three halls would be quite generous.

Helian Weiwei smiled and opened the scroll...

Blank one...

"What do you do with the mark?" Helen Weiwei's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. How does this scroll look newer than her one?

The singer of Bai Lijia’s indifference closed his eyes: “When did the temple say that the temple would be marked?”

"The meaning is to say." Helen Wei Weiton paused: "You have not read the book laid down by the Master."

The Barry Gregard took a tea pot and played it in his hand. He smiled and laughed: "The book read at the age of five, the temple is not interested in seeing one side."

I know so many traditional characters at the age of five?

Sure enough, I can't look at a high court with a normal eye.

Helen Weiwei looked at the scroll full of words, and felt that her scum was deeply insulted.

How did a certain temple grow up?

Is it like Tang Shao, who belongs to a special group of people who have spent half a day studying hard and getting them in two or three hands.

Therefore, why should there be a living creature in the world?

Helen Weiwei was sad for a while, then said: "Since you have seen it, you should know where is the point? Tell me, I will draw them."

"Tell you?" Barry Gregory squatted down, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly smiled: "Alright, but this temple is going to have some benefits."

Helen Weiwei did not come and ask for any benefits, he was taken over by him, pressed in his arms, and then his long legs, pointing to the ancient scroll, fingers slender Such as jade: "Here, plan."

Such a posture? Helen Weiwei adapted to the delicate atmosphere that came from behind her ear, and then picked up the brush and began to mark the place that the Baili Jiajue gave him.

He did not do any extra moves, only holding an ivory porcelain cup, and from time to time, he was on his way.

Helen Weiwei was used to it in the end. He yawned lazily and forgot that he was still sitting in the man’s arms. He only thought about the feeling that he had not copied his homework for many years, and he returned from the pain. .

In the end, the Barry Gregory seemed to never see it again. He reached out and held the brush with her hand across her hand and wrote a few words on it.

Helian Weiwei is still comforting himself: "I think my words are also very good, and they are not the same as your style."

After listening to her words, the feelings of Bai Lijiajue seemed to be finally good, and the mouth of the mouth was lifted up, and her face was freely let go of her hand and let her write.

Helen Weiwei is preparing to come up with all the spirit to make him look good.

In the shirt, he found a cool hand, and Helen Weiwei had a meal, and the brush under his hand slipped through an irregular arc.

"I don't pay attention to this?" Bai Lijiajue picked up his eyebrows and smiled at his thin lips. He looked at the look of such a bad-tempered person in his own arms. His eyes were deeper and she was soft. The hair was fluffy and fiddled, revealing a long, clean neck, inexplicably making her look a lot more fragile!

Helen Weiwei bounced a little, squinting and trying to pull his hand back from Bailijiajue.

But the Barry Gregory held her right hand in one hand and licked the ink.

The other hand is arrogant...

Helen Weiwei clenched her thin lips, but her breathing was somewhat uneven.

The carriage is very hot. She is not as neatly dressed as the Bailijiajue. In order to be cool and comfortable along the way, Helian Weiwei wore a wide and wide robes. The neckline of the robes was not small. The Jiajue was so tempered that the neckline was untied two, so that when she bowed her head, her softness of whiteness jumped into the sight of Bailijiajue.

The Bailijiajue suddenly sinks into a scorpion, and the thin lips begin to attack the city.

Helen Weiwei only felt a hot ear, and the force of the hand kneading became heavy. The sensation of numbness could not be heard, and it was passed from the ear to the tailbone!

The robe on her body was not seen at all.

Everyone said that the three halls were pure and heartless.

It is simply nonsense.

Let her see, he is a wolf, or a wolf for more than ten years!

Helian Weiwei only felt that the whole person couldn't tell the hot and dry heat, but I didn't know that my peach eyes were covered with powder, and the sight was like being covered with a layer of water. The original lighter hazelnuts were so much. A little bit of confusion that I can't see at all.

The Baili Jiajue looked at her. The heat below was a little painful. She put down her brush directly and buckled her whole person into her arms.

Helen Weiwei knew that her back had hit a chest and wanted to avoid it, but he was shackled by his limbs. The fabric under the long legs was separated by the robes, and the heat of the bursts came, she could even feel it. The breath of the other person's breath penetrated into her pores...