Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Linghe is still clever and self-satisfied with the ducks on his own. I don’t know his careful thoughts, and he has already been seen by the monsoon smoke.

The fire was smouldered by the monsoon, and it was impossible to move. It could only be a red face, letting the monsoon smoke up and down on his body, and the tofu from the whole body was eaten again. The clothes that were originally very messy, this time It was also dropped on the ground. Instead, the clothes on the monsoon smoke were clean and neat, and there were no folds.

At this glance, it looks like an unscrupulous female bandit, forcing a picture of a weak and beautiful boy.

The monsoon smoked, and she looked at the red-faced fire that was being smacked. She smiled very proudly. She raised her hand and patted the flat-breasted chest. "Boy, look at what you are so anxious to marry me, The king will marry you."

The fire was crying and laughing, watching the monsoon smoke, although it was "squeaky", but this result, his heart spread a near-explosive joy, he refused to sit, suddenly got up, this Sudden movements almost smashed the monsoon smoke sitting on him, but his eyes were fast, and his powerful hands immediately hung around the waist of the monsoon smoke, holding the monsoon smoke in his arms.

The powerful arm does not move the monsoon smoke, and the two close together, without a gap, the monsoon smoke seems to be able to clearly feel the heat from the fire.

The monsoon smoked and consciously wanted to take the broken boy out, but he looked down and saw that he was half-squinting and looked up at his picture slightly. In his eyes, she clearly saw the independence. The reflection of her own is deeply imprinted into his eyes. The pair of affectionate scorpions, as if with some magical power, make people unable to extricate themselves.

The hand raised by the monsoon smoke finally fell helplessly on the shoulder of the fire.

"Bad boy, you know how big it is?"

The arm of the fire holding the monsoon smoke has tightened a point, slightly raised his head, and suddenly kissed the lips of the monsoon smoke, and kissed the water, came faster, went faster, but filled with the happiness of the current fire.

The earlobe of the monsoon smoke was suspiciously red, and the eyeballs turned slightly, and a bad mood flashed through her eyes.

marry? No problem, but the account, she hasn't finished.

The mouth of the monsoon smoke evokes a bad smile, and raises the chin of the fire and raises his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to be clear? Don't regret it?"

The fire broke firmly and nodded.

The monsoon smoke is satisfied, and the match is very harmonious with the fire. In my heart, I have already begun to figure out how to give up the identity of the fire on the day of the wedding!

Hesitant monsoon smoke is concentrating on the slogan, and the rumors of the big marriage in the Tianting City are getting stronger and stronger. The monsoon smoke has not explained it, and there is also an attitude of letting it develop. However, in the day of the day, the heavens and the city are completely festive. Infected.

As the chief commander, Linghe is particularly hardworking.

When the evening was very, Linghe’s eyes were almost ready for the decoration in the city. With a little guilty care, the liver first sounded the door of the monsoon smoke. After waiting for a long time, there was no reaction, and then it ran to the fire. In front of the door, just raised his hand and prepared to knock on the door, the door was suddenly opened.