The Emperor is absolutely dusty! ! !

When I heard these three words, Feng Chuge’s whole person slammed.

The purple orchids behind them are also the same.

For a long time, Emperor Jinglian has inexplicably called her Xiaoyan, and Fengchuge has never gone deeper. After all, it is just a name.

But now, Di Jinglian told her that the emperor is her brother.

Then she called her a little...not that means...

What did Emperor Jinglian think again? "Oh yes, Xiao Yan, I don't want to tell people about my identity. I don't want to pose like a woman with Yan Qing."

Lifting Yan Qing, Di Jinglian's face is disdainful.

That woman, really took the nobles of the day? It’s ridiculous!

Feng Chu song inside the cow.

Can you stop calling her a little bit?

I used to know why Di Jinglian called her so much, and now she understands everything.

She moved her lips and was about to say something. The eyes of Di Jinglian fell on the scaled version of the imperial dust and exclaimed. "It's a bit like it's right, hey, you think this kid is with my brother, who is better?"

"It's all beautiful." This is true. Although the Emperor's dust is the first beautiful man on the mainland, Feng Chuge is sure that when the dust grows up, it may be more than the imperial dust...

"Yes? That little sister, do you prefer him or do you prefer my brother?"

"..."

"Is it difficult to answer? Then I ask you, Xiaoxiao, do you like my brother?"

"..."

Seeing Feng Chuge seems to be unwilling to answer, Di Jinglian scratched his head.

It seems that I asked too much...

She turned her head to look at Ah Dust and gestured with her eyes -

Sister, I can only help you here.

The line of sight swept to the shape of the cloud that was not far away. Dijing Lotus said, "Small, don't feel the pressure, I will ask casually, I don't want to answer it. It's okay. Yunshi brother is leaving, I will first Go find him and come back to you when you have time."

Finished, like the wind, go to the clouds and thousands of Che...

"Miss, the temper of the emperor girl... is too hot..." Zilan, they looked at the distant Emperor Jinglian, and looked at the eyes, Zilan sighed.

Feng Chuge nodded in agreement.

"But Miss, last night, the Emperor saved you, and Zilan wants to know, do you prefer the Emperor's dust? Or do you prefer small dust?" It is keen.

The sound of Feng Chu’s song flashed through the sly scorpion of last night, and the picture of someone who kissed her. The face showed some unnaturalness.

On the side, Ah Chen has been staring at her face, seeing her reaction, and feeling good.

Zilan asked. "Miss...?"

Feng Chuge shook his head lightly.

How did she think of that person?

The perverted kissed her, she said that he would not let him go next time he saw him! !

Thinking, she leaned over and licked her face.

"Of course, I like the dust of our family, who would like the metamorphosis..."

metamorphosis? !

Ah Ding listened to these two words, the pupils shrank slightly, and the bottom of the sputum was a hint of danger.

It seems... the punishment last night was not enough...

The light flashed lightly and the thin lips rose slightly.

A small face on the dusty face revealed a few flaws.

"Oh--" The meat group that he was holding in his arms suddenly found something, screaming in horror and screaming.

Oh... there is evil! !