The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

——Tianxiang auspicious, dragon and phoenix.

However, in just half an hour, the palace has been circulated. The prince of the Holy Ghost took back the Chenggong Palace. It is said that he still personally took the dragon owl. The phoenix has been hung for several years, but now he is afraid It has fallen.

Although there are some shocking vulgars after the establishment of the man, the former dynasty did not have no precedent, not to mention the fact that the gods gave instructions, who can say anything, and who dares to say anything.

Zong Yu looked at the little guy who was in a hurry, and there was a hint of ridicule in the embarrassment, not to mention whether he was a real dragon. Where is the boy’s treasure, he is clearly an unfamiliar canary, and he has been raised for a long time. The food is fine, and the care is no more than meticulous. He still wants to fly to others, and he has to lick himself before leaving.

It’s just that what happened today can’t be explained by the word “coincidence”. The sudden fire, the pouring rain from the sky, and the unpredictable blue-violet lightning, if it’s really “coincidence,” the sky is too much. I care for my child's treasure.

But to say that it is a conspiracy, who can do this in the world, let him not want to break his head, the so-called miracle, but Su Shi's dead skin and the system to come to give gifts.

He was thinking about himself, but he listened to Su Shi gently snoring, the white face of the white face showed a bitter haha ​​expression, said to the doctor: "You can light it, my leg is made of meat, not a wooden pile. made!"

Zong Yi was still somewhat distressed, and suddenly he was laughed at by his analogy.

Li Tai’s doctor was terrified, and suddenly he didn’t know how to be good. His strength was actually just right. It’s just that the boy’s skin is too tender and delicate. It’s just a simple skin wound. It’s bruised and bloody. It looks very fierce. It can't be tolerated with a little massage. I have to feel in my heart. Some people are born with a delicate life, and they should be favored.

He hadn’t finished feeling yet, and Zongtang couldn’t help himself. The hand that was only in the upper leg of Su Shi’s calf was really unsightly. He immediately retired Li Tai’s doctor and said, “You step back and you come in person.”

The doctor wiped a sweat and quickly handed over the golden medicine, and hurriedly withdrew.

Su Shi saw Zong Yi coming toward him, and daringly said: "Master, or do I still come by myself..."

Zong Yi hooked his lips and sat down in front of him. He said, "Now I know that I am called the master. I didn't talk about it before, but I hate it?"

Su Shi: "..."

He used to be castrated before, and his heart was uncomfortable. Now he knows that things are still there. Although he is not humane, he has a good appearance and comforted a lot. It is not as sensible as before.

When Zong Yi saw that he was hanging down his eyes and didn't talk, he took this sly little thing to his legs and sat down. His thick eyelashes shivered and swayed, and a stream of light was leaking from his eyelids.

This little nephew has obvious baby fat on his cheeks. In fact, it is very light. The whole person does not have much weight in his legs. The waist is slender. He has never hugged him before, so there is no comparison, but he can guess that he is Qianqiu Temple must have suffered a lot in the past three years.

The bottom of my heart suddenly fell into a pity, so that Zong was not. He sprinkled the golden medicine on the wound of Su Shi, and felt the muscles under his palms twitch slightly. He took the white calf and slowly input the internal force to relieve the pain for him.

Zongxi’s palm is warm and generous, as if there is endless power. At this moment, the action adds a little cautiousness. Unlike the monarch of a country, it is like an ordinary man who pleases a good lover.

The pain in the leg gradually dissipated. Su Shi sneaked at him with his eyes. The ancestral hall is naturally handsome. Unlike the delicate facial features of Mo Yan, he is more of a mature charm, like a polished jade. People feel that they can rely on worthy of relying on, just... silly and singularly suddenly become a black uncle, Su Shi only feels like a dream.

Zong Yi did not know his inner entanglement, and he held his white ankles and said: "The temple is ruined."

Su Shi whispered "Hm" and unmoved his feet.

Zong Yi started to look at his eyes and his words suddenly turned sharp. He asked: "Do you still want to stay with you?"

Naturally, Su Shi looked at him with anticipation. He was greeted with hope and sorrow in the eyes of the black and white. He whispered, "I think, can you?"

It looks like a pitiful dog, politely asking someone about this bone, can he walk away, and it is the heart of the ancestral stone. At this time, there is no way to refuse.

He was silent for a long while, and he said: "Yes."

When the voice just fell, the very poor puppy was already screaming, and while he was chanting, "I know you can't let me go," and while he was restless in his arms, he screamed at the emperor's heart.

Zong Yi raised his hand to his soft buttocks and slammed it. He said, "Give it to Diane. Otherwise, you will be thrown away to the clothing bureau tomorrow, so that you can wash your clothes day and night."

The 浣衣局 is a place to wash clothes for the ladies and eunuchs. It is even more miserable than the cold palace. The old people in the palace often say that they have entered the cold palace and have the possibility of turning over, but if they enter the 浣衣局, they will not be in this life. Counted on.

"I don't go to the clothing bureau, I won't wash my clothes..." Su Shi grabbed the clothes on his chest and decided: "You are not willing to send me, I know!"

Zong Jun glanced at him and said coldly: "Whoever said that you are not willing, you can't wait for your traitor to eat more and suffer more. Long lessons are good."

Su Shi: "..."

Seeing Su Shi, Zong Yi was unable to hold his cold face and laughed.

That is a completely different smile from the memory of the original Lord. The indifferent gas field is difficult to cover the gentle look. No matter how many times the reincarnation, whether or not there is no memory, this person is subconsciously good to him, even though reason has repeatedly told him that this is wrong, but he Still doing this.

Su Shi looked at his smile and screamed, and the ghost made a mess, and kissed him in the corner of his mouth.