Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Yuan Ming looked at Jun Xiqing with an incredible expression.

She turned out to be ...

The eight-claw iron hook pierced into Jun Xiqing's scented shoulder, and she was sore with sweat. She had no time to take into account Yuan Wei's weird expression. The hook pulled out of her shoulder.

The white iron hook went in, and the red iron hook came out.

--- 嗷.

The call of the wolves sounded ahead.

Yuan Ming looked up, and in the dark night there were more pairs of wolves with green lights, and the wolves came.

He held the reins and stopped.

It is said that the little girl of the Jun family carries ancient mysteries, but trains werewolves.

really.

Twenty-six years ago, he loved Peiwu, and no one knew.

But after listening to a gossip in the garden, her mind was so clear and snowy that she guessed it.

She brought him here with Yi Rongshu. She regretted her death and could not let herself die here.

A few words ago, she was delaying time, the night was approaching, the wolves were haunting, and her chance came.

What a Jun Xiqing.

What a junior daughter.

In this way, she played a chess game that was originally a dead game.

Placed dead and born.

So gorgeous.

Yuan Ming was thinking that everyone in the world is shocked and amazing. He didn't believe it. Lu Yeming was not interested in Jun Xiqing.

The childhood companionship and warmth will last a lifetime, but we will also meet someone later, she walks into the bottom of your heart, bites you, and hurts your life.

Jun Xiqing drove into the night and disappeared quickly.

At this time the army behind rushed over, "patriarch, do you want to chase?"

Yuan Ming waved his hand, "No need."

"Patriarch, let's go back."

"Back?" Yuan Ming laughed. "Lu Yeming's soldiers are so expensive that I've already arrived. It's a pity that I went back and caught myself. It's a pity that today a good game was caught off guard by Lu Yeming and Jun Xiqing. Let's go. Come on, go south. "

"But the patriarch, my aunt is still there."

Oriental Wanqing.

Yuan Ming immediately evoked a weird smile, "She is all right, Murong Cheng will protect her."

...

Lu Yeming came back and took back the soldier's talisman.

Yuan Ming fled without seeing a trace of blood blades. Lu Yeming took back the power of the saintly girl.

In the camp, Lu Yeming sat before the case, and the Vatican reported to him what happened today.

"Master, President Jun let us fall the Nine Links. At the time, she cut the steak and said," Where is this patriarch? "

Lu Yeming was still in black clothes and black pants, and he tore off the human-leather mask, revealing his handsome face with a crown like jade.

He sat alone before the case, and the dim light was plated on his delicate features like chisels.

Listening to Vatican's words, he remembered that when he met Yuan Ming eight years ago, Yuan Mingming gave him a nine-chain solution, and he fell straight.

He was thinking ...

He was thinking, what Yuan Ming is this onion, he will understand it and will not explain it to him.

At this time, Vatican again said, "President Jun loved archery when he was a child. Her best record is ten consecutive rings ..."

Lu Yeming raised his handsome eyelids and glanced at Fanmen quietly. "This Yuan Ming's news is lagging behind. You didn't tell her. My best record is the 12th ring in the middle?"

Lu Yeming drew back her thin lips again, and her soft voice overflowed with a bit of soft coquettishness. "I'm so proud of her that I thought I could crush my head."

Fanmen's heart jumped, and he saw a broken smile in the phoenix's deep eyes.

Vatican handed a red poppy to the case, "Master, President Jun used this poppy to draw away Yuan Ming."

Fanmen didn't say much that Pei Wu was the mother of the prince, and there was always a bit of mystery in a deep-house romance.

Lu Yeming looked at the red poppy and lifted her thin lips a few seconds later, "Can she leave me any words?"

"Stayed."

"Yep?"

"President Jun said, if ... if she can come back alive, please ... ask the Lord to raise her expensive hand and let her go."

After speaking, Vatican carefully looked at the man's expression before the case, trying to see something.

However, he was disappointed.

Lu Yeming didn't have any emotions. He didn't even move his eyebrows. He reached out, stroked the red poppy on the bank, and then moved his thin lips, smiling indifferently. "It's impossible for me to let go."

impossible.

Perhaps before tonight, he might think about it.

But after tonight, he will never let go.

"This is her last word?"

"No, President Jun's last sentence is ... yes ..." Vatican dare not say.

"What is it?" Lu Ye mumbled.

Brahmin said stubbornly, "President Jun's last word is Lu Yeming, this big fool!"

Brahman spoke, waiting for the Lord's anger.

No one has ever dared to scold the Lord like this.

"Oh." At that moment, Fan Men heard a low, humorous laughter, and Lu Ye smiled.

The lord laughed?

Brahman was dumbfounded.

Lu Yeming really laughed. His handsome eyebrows were filled with pleasant smiles. He got up, went out, and flew on his horse.

"Master, where are you going?" Fanmen chased out.

"I'll go get her back, she won't die."

Lu Yeming runs away.

Did the lord go after Jun Xiqing?

Leaving the entire Virgin.

Vatican stood in place and smiled suddenly.

He had a feeling that after tonight, the lord's like for Jun Xiqing was a little bit more and a little bit more.

As for how much, probably only the master knows.

...

Lu Yeming hurriedly rushed to find Jun Xiqing, and he would definitely get her back.

The cool breeze of the night moved his handsome face, and he gently raised his handsome eyebrow, his head was covered with her tiny face like a dusty jade.

Never before have I missed a person like this.

I want to hold her in my arms, rub her in my arms, kiss her fiercely, kiss her, tear her clothes, and ask her over and over again.

I want to imprint a mark on a woman so that she belongs to him completely.

This feeling is strange, coming so turbulent and strong.

He could totally imagine her saying that she was elegant and lazy like a kitten when she fell nine series, and she shot nine red hearts with her little tail secretly smug in her heart, and she looked like she was flying away from the red dress ...

Every one is her.

Jun Xiqing.

He muttered her name in his heart, Jun Xiqing.

...

The slender Yu Jie trembled, and Jun Xiqing opened her eyes slowly.

Where is she?

She wanted to sit up, but as soon as she moved, a torn heartache came from her right shoulder.

At this moment a familiar voice sounded in my ear, nervous and concerned, "Xi Qing, don't move, lie down quickly, or your wound will bleed again."