He said he liked how she is now.

He said he couldn't look down on the type of woman like Qingluan.

He also said. . . Huh? He said nothing.

Ling Tong raised his eyebrows and pinched his neck with his small hand. "You haven't said, who will be the emperor when you become the emperor?"

She cares most about this matter. [

"You, you, and of course you, as long as you have a wife, you will still call unrelated people to be queens?" He Lianchuan didn't want to be publicized, helpless Lingtong step by step, today she will give her one In other words, there is definitely no way to easily pass.

After the emperor left, he dared to speak a bit pretentiously.

Yang Binguo's famous emperor, on the territory of Long Guangguo, is really nothing.

He has no pride and can honestly be honest.

The speed at which Ling Tong changes his face is a must.

Hearing Helian Chuan saying this, tenderness immediately seemed to be watery, and the thick one was about to solidify, "Helian Chuan, you are so nice, rest assured, one day you will know that choosing me as my wife will never suffer Yo."

She put her feet up on her heels, and printed a light kiss on his lips, "A blue luan will do it, I will do it; I will, a green luan may not."

She still cares very much about the witch.

Probably because in addition to what she thought, He Lianchuan did not plead for whom, and never told her three times or five times, a student feared that she would take action to hurt Qingluan.

Women's careful eyes often only care about these small details.

She and the witch were on the bar.

"Silly girl, I don't want you to know anything, just stay by my side." Dissatisfied with her frivolous, He Lianchuan dragged Ling Tong back to her with a hand, kissed for a long time, and felt her grotesque. She lost her temper until she straightened herself.

After getting along for a long time, the fire for beautiful men is perfect.