The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

For a moment, Shiman thinks that Wen Wei’s woman should be very interesting in modern times. There is a heart that climbs up, but it can only play stupid and low-level means. At the end, it may even blame his boss: Why not promote me?"

I think that I have done something very well, but the medicine depends on the efficacy. If you want others to recognize you to what extent, you have to do much, and exchange the equivalent. From the perspective of my own light, how can things be one-sided.

Did not fight with the temperature, Jiman just called her to the hall earlier.

A small mourning hall, the coffin in the middle is not big. Ning Yuxuan paid attention to this child after all, and went to the hall to personally come to the incense, but also kept beside the paper.

When Wen Hao got to the place, the eyes exploded like the water pipes. He screamed and cried, crying and shouting: "My child..."

Mo Yu Hou’s heart is thicker.

Everyone in the room came, but Xia and Liu Hanyun were somewhat jealous and did not bring their children. One of them screamed at the scent, and Xia’s stood next to Jiman’s side and said: “The good-looking baby said that it’s gone, why isn’t it so careless?”

Wen Hao was like hearing the sound, turned around and took a look at Xia.

Xia’s contraction, standing behind Jiman, stretched half a head: "It’s really scary."

"You don't say a few words." Liu Hanyun whispered: "Hou Ye is in a bad mood. If you don't have children, you should be sad. Don't say something."

Xia’s mouth is quite convinced: “I just think that if I hold a child, whoever rides a donkey and hits me can’t give me a hand.”

"Picking lotus." Ning Yuxuan closed his eyes and gave a soft reprimand.

Xia Shi finally did not speak.

"Tian Di Ming Jian." Wen Yanhong said with a red eye: "If I was holding it at that time, how could I let my nephew fall!"

"Yeah." Mu Shuiqing, who has never been open, has finally said a faint sentence: "The child's grievances are the heaviest. The girl who wants to do so does not want to be entangled by the grievances of the children. How can I go? Harmful."

This is said, the vain monk next to him read a Buddha number: "Amitabha."

Wen Yu hangs his throat.

After the ceremony, Jiman followed Ning Yuxuan and left the hall. Wen Yan was to keep on guarding. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji Man told Ning Yuxuan about Errong and Nie Qingyun.

"Is it not for you to deal with it?" Ning Yuxuan hooked his lips: "How come to help me?"

Jiman coughed twice and looked at other people walking not far behind him. He lowered his voice and said: "It's a little inconvenient, and I don't want to see him, so I can only ask Hou Ye."

"They are not bad things." Ning Yuxuan glanced at her and said faintly: "Why are you so anxious?"

Is it not a bad thing to stay away from it? Is it difficult to be old and dead and not to be bad? Jiman gritted his teeth: "Hou Ye said it was too easy."

"Why don't you wait for Ning Mingjie's triumph to see your brother and Errong's marriage problem." Mo Yuhou smiled lowly: "Not very smart, always know everything?"

Jiman has a meal.

Ning Mingjie Kaixuan? Well, let's not say that Ning Mingjie is not the one who is going to be in charge. How can it be the turn of Ning Mingjie? How does Ning Yixuan know that Ning Mingjie will definitely triumph? Didn't this mean that because of the problem of ordnance, has it been defeated?

Moreover, what happened to Ning Mingjie's triumph, Guan Ning Er Rong and Nie Qingyun's marriage?

Nie's collapse, Huang Guifei was recently left out, the newcomers in the palace won the old man, and soon there was more of this 妃 that 渐, gradually divided the emperor's grace. The harem situation is beginning to be unclear. There was a vacancy in the general of Zhenyuan, and the emperor did not immediately choose to fill the person, but instead made a temporary job.

According to this situation, Ji Man felt that Ning Yi Xuan may have to continue to be cold for a while.

But unexpectedly, he did not.

Just after the dinner, Ning Yuxuan came to the non-night club. After she waited for the bathing and changing clothes, she lay in bed and looked at the top of the tent quietly.

"Hou Ye has something to say?" Ji Man asked.

"What about you?" Ning Yuxuan looked over at her and said, "You and I haven't seen you for a long time. What can you say?"

Jiman thought about it. According to the temperament of Mo Yuhou, she must only say good things.

"After the other, I remember each other, a few soul dreams and the same." Ji Man looked at him affectionately.

Ning Yuxuan smashed, and the slender fingers licked her lips and smirked: "When can you tell the truth?"

The truth? Jiman chuckled, can you tell the truth? Everyone likes to listen to the truth, but no one can afford the truth. For example, if she is talking directly to Ning Yuxuan, you can tell me that this kind of stallion has a woman with a child and went up the mountain to fight the tiger for so long. It’s not a man who is simply tm at home!

What will she be?

The truth is simple.

"Can you go to the Buddhist temple?" After a while, Ning Yuxuan asked.

Why can't you go? Jiman’s face is questioned: “When the Buddhist temple is cold and boring, it’s a good place to ask for peace of mind. It’s natural to go. Houye wants to go all the way?”

"No." Ning Yuxuan regained his gaze and spit a long breath.

This person is also very strange recently. Jiman snorted and lie down in the bed, closing his eyes against him.

"Tomorrow, I will take you to the Xiangguo Temple. It is said that... According to the old monk, there is a Buddha meeting tomorrow."

When she was asleep, Ning Yuxuan suddenly said this.

"Oh." Jiman turned over and continued to close his eyes and sleep.

Mo Yuhou looked at her back for a while, and reached for her shoulder, but she paused and took it back.

The government has to do three days of rituals, with the sound of noisy nights and nights, just like the scenes of the spiritual film. Jiman was also happy to steal a free time, and went to the Xiangguo Temple with Ning Yuxuan.

Ning Yuxuan’s face was not very good along the way. Jiman glanced at his hand and kept holding it tightly.

"Ghost white, the car is slower." Halfway through, Mo Yuhou shouted.

Jiman was already bumped by this ancient tractor. He came here with such a sentence, and he couldn’t calm down at the moment: "Hou, can come early, why not go faster?"

Ning Yuxuan looked at her and licked her lips: "I am sick."

Jiman: "..."

It’s hard to get to Xiangguo Temple. It’s really a place to come and go. Today there is a Buddhist meeting, so there are small Buddha statues hanging around the door. It looks very lively.

"Mulberry."

Jiman just had to lift his foot and walk in, and his hand was pulled by him.

Ning Yuxuan’s hand was slightly sweaty, and her eyes looked at her deeply: “If I want to harm you, what will you do?”

What?

Ji Mandun paused, and his eyes were not like jokes. Suddenly he thought that there would be no organs in this Buddhist temple. When she entered, she would wear the heart of Wan Jian.

However, it is impossible. Ning Yuxuan wants to kill her. It can be a matter of turning the pattern without difficulty. Her life is not too valuable today, and he does not have to spend so much time in the sky to harm her.

"Does Hou Ye not want to enter this Xiangguo Temple?" Jiman smiled slightly: "That is going to go in. If Hou Ye is going to get hurt, then he will recognize it."

Ning Yuxuan was slightly shocked, pulling her hand a little tighter.

"Have you ever thought about harming me?" he asked.

Jiman looked at him with his head. Was this person broken when he went out today? Does she have that thief and is that thief timid?

"If you want to harm Hou Ye, you will not marry your brother." She smiled: "Thanks."

Today's winter sun is just right, warmly illuminating, let Nie Sang's face look extraordinarily soft.

Ning Yuxuan lingered for a while, licking his lips: "That, let's go back."

This road is bumping over, and the door is gone, will you go back? Jiman was unhappy: "Why don't you go in? It looks like a lot of people, it is very lively."

"Do you want to go in?" Mo Yuhou looked at the Buddha statue floating around.

"Would you like to collect tickets?" Jiman pulled his hand and slammed it to the door to look at it. There are no ticket inspectors, after all, it is an ancient public facility, not as perverted as modern.

"Sang..." Ning Yuxuan did not know why he was a little flustered. He reached out and tried to hold her. Jiman had already stepped into the Xiangguo Temple with one foot.

"When--" The bell of Xiangguo Temple sounded, accompanied by a long Buddha chanting, although there were many people, but they were not at all embarrassed, and they were very solemn and solemn.

Jiman looked around and looked back at Ning Yuxuan for a quiet gesture, indicating that he was going in.

Mo Yu Hou was stiff and had for a moment to forget to breathe. When I came back, the person in front of me was still alive and kicking, pulling him to go inside.

No? Isn't she a monster?

There was a stone in my heart that fell heavily on the ground. Ning Yuxuan’s lips followed her in, and stood behind her and saw that the Buddha she would see could be worshipped one by one.

After the Buddha meeting, the master of nothingness sat at the top of the field, and all the good men and women believed in Zen.

Mo Yuhou sat next to Jiman, and took a look at her from time to time.

"Hou Ye, I have always wanted to ask a question." Jiman turned his head and looked at him. "What happened to you that night when you let you drink pear wine?"

Ning Yixuan sighed, licking his lips: "I didn't hear anything."

Didn’t hear what would bring her to the Buddhist temple like a white snake, and asked her if she would harm him? Is your brain sick? Jiman resisted the urge to vomit, and sighed deeply: "It is often easy to say nonsense when you are asleep, and Hou Ye should not take it seriously."

"Yeah." Nothing just said that her life has changed, and she can't see other abnormalities. In addition, she can walk freely in the Buddhist temple, and he should not have to worry about the problem of his home.

"Since it came out, did Hou Ye mind to go back with him?" Jiman thought about it and kindly suggested: "Hou is not a motion sickness? The streets here are also bustling, and going back is not too boring."

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