The Evil Wife’s Wild Husband

A few melon seeds are hard to beat, but the sights that are too hot are not to be ignored. The wind and the wind are swept up and shouted. "Good looking?" What do you do, since you can’t see the show well, why bother to disturb her?

Her Majesty’s sorrow laughed. “It’s a good look, Ling Xiao! You are really so elegant.” The pets are so pampered.

Huang Yumo looked at her silently, and her heart was speechless. Emperor Sister, how do you say that you are also a queen, who can’t take you to shoot!

Feng Lingyi felt that ignoring them was the smartest way, so they didn't even bother to give them any more. They carefully peeled the seeds and then fed them into Yun Siyu's small mouth.

After another son’s performance, Yun Siyu turned to look at her in a neutral position and asked, “Hey, don’t you like to watch the show?” He thinks it’s not bad!

Because it is necessary to perform in one day, there are restrictions on the number of people who can come out of a building. The number of people is determined by the ranking of the brothel that was judged in the last competition. Because of the limited number of people, the people who come out are naturally different. The most outstanding son in the building.

Feng Ling said faintly, "Nothing."

I have to say that for this, Her Majesty is still very familiar with the wind, and she wanted to give her a marriage and skip the talent show. Otherwise, she is sure that Feng Ling will definitely leave in the middle.

Feng Ling smashed the lean meat porridge prepared by Jin Yun into his hand and said, “I want to eat something first, and look good in the back.”

Now is the time to rest, Yun Siyu does not refuse, while asking porridge, "How do you know?"

"The finale is behind, and important people always want to play last."

Yun Siyu thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes." The few people in Zhifeng Building have not yet come out.

Zhifeng Building is the leader of the previous session, so it was only in the evening when it was the turn of Zhifeng Building, but everyone did not have much hope for Zhifeng Building, because several pillars of Zhifeng Building could not be sick before. Even if it is barely on the stage, it will definitely lose its standard.

But things are often unexpected. I watched the few sons who had fallen down on stage, and they performed well. The crowds on the crowd could not help but boil, their silver!

The interpretation is the last squad, it is the last to play, and the penultimate player is the dream.

Yun Siyu looked at it for a while, frowned and said to Feng Ling, "He is watching you."

It’s said that Feng Ling’s look at the stage is just a smile on the dream.

Yun Siyu’s little face has sunk, and it’s very unhappy that someone has a windy idea.

Yun Yi looked at the two people, and sighed in his heart. Before that, I felt that the idle king was really fond of Yun Siyu. At this time, he could not help but sympathize with Yun Siyu. As the leisure king’s temperament, even if it does not The visitor does not refuse, such a beautiful person will not be indifferent, right?

Looking at the unhappy Yun Siyu, the guilt of Yun Yi’s heart could not help again.

Sure enough, as the woman said, is the woman’s favor just a glimpse? Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but look at Su Wen, what about her? Will it be one day, I will never see him again?

The dream is a hydrangea dance, with a beautiful posture and a touch of playfulness. It is very eye-catching. It must be said that it is not unreasonable to put him in the penultimate stage.

This hydrangea dance also has a story. It comes from a prince of Huang Yuguo who didn’t know how long he died. At the time, the prince insisted on throwing hydrangea and recruiting the pro, and the result was exactly the original champion. After that, the two were harmonious and beautiful. A good story has been achieved, so that it is still widely circulated.

Feng Ling looked at it and was about to take back his sight. He saw that the hydrangea suddenly came over here. The direction was just the head of Yun Siyu. At the moment, he could not help but grab the hand and grab the red hydrangea in his hand.

When I saw this scene, the people around me couldn’t be discussed. From that window, I saw that the person inside was the Highness of the King of Leisure, and the discussion was even more heated.

It seems that this dream son is watching the idle king, although it is just a dance, but it is also throwing hydrangea, its meaning is self-evident.

However, it is strange to say that the leisure king is quite good in the brothel, but he never took people into the palace. I wonder if this will be an exception?

Huang Yumo is going to be sarcasm, but the wind is chilling, but it has been cold. "It’s hurting people, canceling the competition!"

It is not a trivial matter to cancel the qualification of the competition. This directly affects the status of the dream in the future, and the unrecognized Qinglougong, whose status is low, will not be better.

The paintings and the stage are not far away, and the winds are not particularly loud. The people on the shore can't hear them. The people on the nearby paintings still hear clearly. They can't help but sigh at the moment. It seems that the flowers are intentionally flowing.

Originally, my heart was listening to this dream with hope, and I couldn’t help but miss it. The hydrangea is soft, even if it is picked up, it will never hurt people!

However, Feng Ling said that he hurts people, no one dares to say that he did not hurt people. Many people are disdainful when discussing the wind and wind, but in fact a large part of the reason is because of the embarrassment, because Her Majesty The temperament of the wind is too much. It seems that there is no real power in the wind, but it must be counted, her power is about to catch up with the Queen, and even the ministers of the DPRK are afraid to try their edge.

Of course, there are also many people who feel that they are accompanied by a tiger. The scenery of the idle king is just a moment, so they are waiting to see when Her Majesty no longer favors her, this free king will be left behind.

No matter what, His Royal Highness is now a word, it is absolutely possible to decide the future of dreams and even life and death.

"Wang Ye..."

The dream suddenly slammed down here, and said with pity, "Dream admires the prince, does not ask for a name, and volunteers to serve the prince as a slave."

If you enter the Qinglou, there will be no innocence. If you are better, you can still keep the innocent body, but it is also looked down upon. If you are almost the same, you can only ride thousands of people. He does not want to fall into such a situation. .

Now he has just entered the Zhifeng Building, his body is still innocent, his appearance is also good, and the chess and paintings will be more and more. He will use his own means to mix his head, and it is said that his romantic singer is his Opportunity, he must seize this opportunity, even if it is only a waiter, it is ten million times better than the day of this brothel.

Yun Siyu has never spoken, but his eyes are clearly extinguished, and there is a hint of emotion that makes people feel uncomfortable but feels dangerous.

Feng Ling squatted him into his arms, pinched his hand in a comforting manner, and looked up at the "poor" person on the stage. He smiled and laughed at the evil spirit. "Is it a slave?" Bring him over."