Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Biquge www.wuxiaspot.com, the fastest update warm wedding like fire: Gu Shao, pet the latest chapter gently!

Fanmen followed Lu Yeming these years, and I never thought what kind of woman would go to the master in the future.

In his heart, the master Bo Huayin, any woman standing next to him will become overshadowed and become a foil, but this Jun Xiqing, she is different from all the women, she is too special.

She is dusty, clever, decisive, agile, intelligent, and good at ingenuity. The times are developing, and women are no longer talentless or virtue. They are no longer based on husbands, such as Tang Moer's soft waxing, or Lin Shi She is so brilliant and talented. They have both lived a wonderful self and received unanimous approval, but Jun Xiqing is different. People around the world have mixed opinions about her, and even many cannot accept it.

The reason is simple, Jun Xiqing is playing tricks and playing power.

If these two are placed on men, they will greatly enhance the charm of men, but on a woman, it is incompatible with traditional education and this world.

But Fanmen was thinking that there are so many women in this world, but only such a special Jun Xiqing can walk to the master.

Now they are sitting together, and they are equally cool and elegant.

The inextricable iniquity is inextricable, and the fate cannot be escaped.

"Why, still angry?" A low magnetic voice sounded, Lu Yeming took the lead in breaking the silence.

Jun Xiqing tickled her red lips lightly, "Dare."

Lu Yeming looked at her, "turn her face."

Jun Xiqing didn't move.

Lu Yeming stretched out the big palm of his bones, and his slender fingers directly pinched her small jaw, forcing her to turn around.

The sight of the two bumped into each other, and Jun Xiqing bumped into his deep phoenix eyes.

"I'm going to the palace to get Manjushahua. Don't break my business, huh?" He said indifferently.

Manjusawar?

Red flower on the other shore?

Jun Xiqing twisted her eyebrows, "Lord Xi, do you know the flower of the other side?"

Lu Yeming had no expression, just looked at her lightly.

"It is said that the other shore flower grows in the realm of life and death. The flower language is ... the precursor of death, the call of hell."

Saying Jun Xiqing picked a delicate willow leaf eyebrow, "What makes Lord Xi use such a wicked technique in spite of danger, can it be said that the other side flower can save Mo Er's sister?"

Although she is an interrogative sentence, she has been determined.

Lu Yeming looked at her smart water eyes, because she covered her face, her water eyes became brighter and brighter.

She's always smart, she knows everything.

Lu Yeming slowly lifted her thin lips and got along with her, not tired at all, she knew him.

"Just know." He returned four words.

Jun Xiqing did not continue this topic, "Lord Xi, let go!"

He also pinched her tiny jaw.

She didn't mention it. Suddenly, Lu Yeming quickly lifted those deep phoenix eyes. If his slender fingers rubbed the delicate muscles on her jaw.

The lingering last night came to his mind.

The spotless girl is as addictive and addictive as a poppy.

He was also a young girl, and she was his first woman.

Jun Xiqing looked at him, and saw two faint red flames jumping from his deep phoenix eyes, staring at her silently.

After last night, she was immediately alert.

She pushed his big palm hard, and the aquatic eyes cooled down, "Let go!"

Lu Yeming drew his fingers firmly, firmly pulling her small jaw.

Jun Xiqing will not struggle anymore. She slowly drew Yan Hong's lips. "Lord West, sometimes you really scare me."

"You have a woman, Ye Ruge is obedient and obedient to you, and you will especially pity her for three points. For me, you will be passionate, and the joy under the bed is like a close lover."

"Your life is calm, restrained, calm, without losing one's manners. If I didn't break into your forbidden area by accident, how would you know that there is a softness in your heart?"

Lu Yeming's deep eyes didn't have the slightest emotional waves, her fingers moved slightly, dragging her small face to her eyes, "I said it very early, women don't need to be too smart, you can also act like a song , Or if songs are better, I will especially pity you and hurt you. "

Jun Xiqing picked Liu Yemei and said nothing.

Lu Yeming pressed her red lips with her thumbs, and played with the veil-playing with her soft red lips.

Then he leaned down and kissed her red lips.

Did not kiss, Jun Xiqing raised his small hand and gave him a slap in the face.

With a clear slap, Lu Yeming was beaten away by half of Jun's face.

The temperature in the quiet carriage was suddenly low, and it was negative by dozens of degrees.

The Brahman in front was so frightened that he didn't even dare to come out. The lady is really ... not afraid of death.

Jun Xiqing looked at Lu Yeming, and Xian Chen smiled, "Lord Xi, hit you to keep you awake, stop dreaming!"

Lu Yeming's entire face was "brushed" completely black, and the tip of his tongue was against his right face. He raised his handsome eyelid to look at Jun Xiqing.

"Oh," the raised male's throat rolled indifferently, and he whispered, "Knowing why I'm doing-you, because ... you owe-do!

"..."

I really did not expect that such a thin and flamboyant man would also be so swearing.

Jun Xiqing looked at him, the two eyes met, sparks splashed.

"Master," Vatican said at the moment, "the palace is here."

...

The palace is here.

King A has divided, and the war has continued, but this palace has stood for thousands of years and stands upright, quite towering, solemn, and magnificent.

Fan Men opened the rear door respectfully, and Lu Yeming and Jun Xiqing went down.

There are already a lot of people waiting outside the palace, the first one is Murong Ling.

Emperor Murong became ill more than a decade ago. Now Murong Ling is handling government affairs.

Murong Lingsheng was very handsome, with sharp eyes and deep connotations of fame and reputation. He quickly stepped forward and laughed, "Lord West, you are finally here. I'll wait for you for a long time."

Lu Yeming looked at Murong Ling and said, "Three princes, disturb you."

"Lord West, why are you so polite? We are half-brothers!"

"..."

Jun Xiqing on one side couldn't help but look at this Murong Ling several times.

At this moment, Murong Ling's gaze turned on her face, "Lord West, is this?"

"This is Jun Xiqing, Miss Three of the Jun Family." Lu Yeming said.

"It's Miss Junsan. Hey, why are you wearing a veil? It's better to take off the veil and let me have a real look."

While talking about Murong Ling, he stretched out his hand to pick the veil on Jun Xiqing's face.

Jun Xiqing, "..."

This person!

Mu Rongling's hand was about to touch the veil on Jun Xiqing's face. At this moment, a large palm with a clear bone came over, and suddenly held Murong Ling's wrist.