Fortunately, the words "reasonable", went on after a blessing.

It was dark, and subtle fragrance followed Yange's side, straightening her waist, but as soon as she entered the courtyard of Yange, the master and servant entered the room. She helped Yange unwind her cloak, and exhaled, "Frightened Damn me, grandma young and old, what kind of tendon are you hitting wrongly, even saying those words really lost my scared soul. "

Yange smiled and calmed her.

She is a conservative little girl. Probably in her eyes, Yange's practice is no different from death.

The third aunt was too new, and probably wanted to make it perfect, so after a while, someone sent me food for Yange, who greeted the sublime to eat her "leftover" food, and called someone to burn the water. Sent here, soaked in a wooden barrel.

Hotly hydrolyzed the frustration of Yange, she closed her eyes, and the **** in the sane shouted, "Why don't you ask me if there is a mighty person in this plane."

Yan Song: "I don't ask, don't say it."

The chicken wondered, "Why?"

"I want to strangle you."

Aunt Jiaojiao raised his head and hummed, "Do you want to know?"

Yange: "Don't tell me, this time I don't want to know at all, he is not there, I don't want to help him investigate the situation. He doesn't provoke me, I don't provoke him, just be fine. .If he isn't, I can do it myself, so I won't get rid of that beast's tooth again. "

The chick reminded her: "That tooth wasn't yours, it was the bricks."

Yan Song: "The brick is my son."

Chicken: "Who originally thought it was ugly than going to rebuild it."

The words are silent, and her conversation with this guy is a waste of words.

She didn't admit it, but suddenly she said it was awkward!

There was a faint breath of breathing behind him.

Yan Ge frowned, but did not turn in time.

She grabbed the water in the bucket and splashed it. It seemed to be playing, but her body moved to the other side of the bucket without any trace: "Dark fragrance, give me the towel."

Sure enough, the towel was handed over.

But the hand that handed the towel was obviously a man's hand.

Yan Ge reached out for the towel, but pinched the man's wrist for a moment. At this time, he turned around and grabbed the man's neck, and dragged the person into the bucket.

It was also a moment of turning around, and Yan Ge saw that the person behind him was Cao Ziqiang, the second son of Cao family.

This man!

She didn't want to make this man better after merging the host's memory. She didn't expect this guy to be fat and came to look for abuse in person.

Probably I heard that she collided with Father Cao today, and felt that she had lost her "favorite" at Cao's house, so she came here to "suppress" her.

Cao Ziqiang headed into the barrel first.

The water splashed in the bucket. After Yange held down his head for a while, she found that a weak woman could not be parried by Cao Ziqiang's resistance. Sooner or later she would be counterattacked by this guy, so she jumped out of the bucket. The stool on one side hit Cao Ziqiang's head.

He also held Cao Ziqiang's clothes in a coma to sink into the barrel, so that he rested his head on the barrel so that he would not be drowned. Only then did Yan Ge enter the screen and put on his clothes.

As she wiped her hair with a towel, she walked out from behind the screen, and Yan Ge was about to open her mouth to sing subtle incense. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Cao Family's third son Cao Zixuan leaning against his beam.

He bowed his head, probably feeling Yan Ge's eyes, and looked up and smiled at Yan Ge.

He smiled stubbornly, and instantly stained his illustrious facial features: "Is the red mole on my chest born of nature? The white tender skin of my sister-in-law is so beautiful."