Xuanyuan Yao’s eyes gleamed when he was neutral, "We will go when you are done."

Men, they are naturally violent animals. They have a natural love for weapons that can cause huge harm. They can almost be called paranoid.

Under his earnest expectation, Baili Jixiang had to nod, "If it is completed, the first one will be shown to you, head office."

Not to mention, the ancient version of the'mini BB gun', although she was very dissatisfied with the big one, could be held in the hands of Xuanyuanyao, but it seemed to be tailor-made for him, and it was embedded and his hand shape. Rough beauty.

Perhaps this gun is not actually a failure. [

After careful elaboration and improvement, it is also good to give him self-defense.

However, she was not ready to tell him early.

Looking at Yi Zun Wang's indifference, she just pushed the'generosity' back to her mouth.

She gave it to him if he wanted it, so much faceless!

Xuanyuan Yao, still waiting.

. . . . . . . . . . .

On the night of the 30th of the year, the lanterns in the palace of Yizun Wangzhi were bright and cheerful.

The kitchen prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, although only Xuanyuanyao and Jixiang lived together, but it was not deserted.

A pair of men and women accustomed to being lonely. Suddenly because of the company of each other, they lived a full and lively life. A jug of wine and red lights hung high, so it was not interesting.

"This is the first time this king spent New Year's Eve in the house." It is inexplicable, just in such a day, there is a special desire to talk.

"Huh? Not in the palace, is it the palace?" Xuanyuanzun and Xuanyuanyao's brothers fought so badly that they couldn't imagine that they would put down their grudges on New Year's Eve every year and have a happy holiday together.

Seeing through the auspicious and unrealistic fantasy at a glance, Xuan Yuanyao was so arrogant and funny, tapping her eyebrows>