"What happened to the meatballs? How did it seem to be frightened?" Zilan looked at the meat mass that was held in his arms by Achen, and asked questions with some doubts.

A dust caressed the fur of the meatballs.

"How is it possible? I am so gentle to it, how can it be shocked?" A dusty lips swayed. "Yangzi, I am hungry, A dust hasn't eaten the dishes you made for a long time..."

"Well, go back to my yard. Right, where do you live now? Do you want to live in our yard too?"

"No." Ah Chen refused now.

Just kidding, he will be transformed at night...

"I live with my sister and live in other yards. There are squats, and the woman doesn't have to worry about me."

"Are you coming?"

"Yeah." Ah Dian blinked. "I asked the Dean, and the Dean agreed. You said, is the Dean a good person?"

Feng Chu sang his lips and ambiguously responded...

"Well...good guys...good guys..."

The group continued to go north.

Around, some people pass by, continue to the north, and people gradually become less.

Just as they were about to reach the rockery where they were promoted on the same day, Feng Chuge’s footsteps were slightly stagnation.

She subconsciously reached out and protected Ash from behind.

Looking around, Fengchu song sneered -

"come out!"

The words just fell, after the rockery, the white figure came out from behind.

When seeing the arrival, Feng Chuge did not accidentally pick an eyebrow.

She looked at each other slyly. "Yan Qing's sister's leg hurts?"

On the opposite side, when Yan Qing heard the word "leg injury", his look changed slightly.

She picked up her throat and looked at the Fengchu song, and her eyes were unwilling.

Feng Chuge, I didn’t die yesterday, I’m lucky! "Last night, she could have died!"

However, it has smashed out an imperial dust!

At the moment, Feng Chuge and Yan Qing are completely on the opposite side, and there is no need for any disguise between the two.

"Yeah, not dead, but let Yan Qing sister disappointed." Feng Chu song brows, sneer.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and looked at the Fengchu songs.

Thinking of the emperor's dust, the dark light that flashed in her eyes.

Two steps ahead -

"Feng Chu Ge, what is your relationship with the Emperor?"

Feng Chu's brows were lightly picked, and there were a few banquets in the eyes. She did not expect Yan Qing to come here to ask this.

"My business, it doesn't bother you."

Yan Qing looked at Feng Chuge angrily, thinking that God had hugged her picture last night, and her hatred was even worse. She sneered and looked at the Fengchu song. "Feng Chu Ge, I tell you, the Emperor's dust is the Lord of Heaven and Earth. It's not that you can climb up! Don't you know? I have been with the Emperor since childhood. Set the doll, if you are acquainted, give me a little away from him! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

This is heard in the Fengchu songs. Not to mention whether she has anything to do with the imperial dust, even if it is true, it is not allowed to warn her.

Dolls...

Feng Chuge looked up and down Fan Yanqing, the more the curvature of the lips.

The first beautiful man in the world, if you really want to see this Yan Qing, then his vision is really superficial!

Ah Chen, who has been standing behind the Fengchu song, has heard the words of Yan Qing, and the bottom of the **** reveals the chill.

His faint sableness was scornful, and his eyes fell on Yan Qing's look.

The corner of the lips evoked a sneer of arcs, and then the sound of the cymbal sounded. "The superficial woman, the emperor can't look at the eyes."

Yan Qing looked at Ah Chen and was facing his ridiculous eyes.