When the carriage was a step away from Xiao Yu, he suddenly stopped and the horse was strong. If the horseshoe stepped on one step further, perhaps Xiao Yu would kill Huang Quan and die under the horseshoe.

A few people behind Xiao Yu were frightened and scattered, and they were dodging everywhere. When they saw the carriage stop, they were angry and angry, and they felt sad in their hearts.

"Things that don't have long eyes can find you dead."

A middle-aged man who was drunk and frightened pointed at the carriage and screamed.

His voice just fell, and there was a sound coming from the air. It was like a black long whip. He suddenly opened his eyes, his back was cold, his body could not control his trembling, he wanted to avoid it, but he couldn’t listen to the legs. It was in the same place, the long whip fell on him in the next moment, and there was a sharp pain in the back to the arm. This did not end. His body flew up like a sandbag thrown out, and fell heavily. On the ground, he opened his mouth and spit, blood poured out, and he blended his broken front teeth.

The boy with the baby's face fell from the position of the horse-drawn carriage. The palm of his hand was wandering slowly and wrapped his whip. He scanned the middle-aged man not far away and smiled and said: "I am coming to death, and you will get up and become me."

The middle-aged man ate a big loss, afraid of the boy who died of the baby face, climbed up and turned and ran.

"Small seven, are you a small seven? How come you?" Xiao Xiao looked at the baby face of Xiaoqi in a drunken manner. After a few steps, her body was a little shaken, and her slightly drunken hand was placed on the shoulder of Xiaoqi. The right finger pointed to Xiaoqi, and pointed to the Qingyue Building behind him. The twilight was light and drunk, and he said with a smile: "I know, you are coming to the kiln... oh... Xiaoqi, you are an adult. Yet?"

"Miss sister, you misunderstood, I am not coming..."

Xiaoqi hasn't finished yet, and her cheeks are picked up by Xiao Yu. The face is not like a tone, and she is drunk and interrupted.

"You don't want to explain, the explanation is to cover up, I know, you are afraid that your master Feng Ling knows that you are coming to the kiln, you can rest assured, I will not tell him. You should not sell me! After returning, you are not allowed to phoenix Ling Ran made a small report and said that you saw me here."

Xiao Qi looked behind Xiao Yu’s body and thought hard. He didn’t want to tell the master. He saw Xiao Yu here. However, the master has stood behind Xiao Yu and knows everything.

"Don't look around, answer me." Xiao Yu squeezed the cheek of Xiao Qi with force. He frowned and frowned. She continued: "I told you, I won't let you tell Feng Lingran, but I am not afraid of him. I am not afraid of him! I am going in with great light, how can he take me? He doesn't care about me, and I don't care about him."

After a pause, Xiao Yu hit a sly, how do you feel a little cold behind?

Xiao Yu didn't care. She saw Xiao Qi squinting at her. She looked at him with a puzzled look. He was drunk and asked: "Small seven, is your eyes snorkeling?"

When I was seven, I was in a messy night wind and wanted to kill a piece of tofu.

Miss Sister, how much wine did you drink? The master is behind you, and you have heard it.

Xiao Qi’s heart is silent for Xiao Yu, what kind of temperament does the master have, he still doesn’t know? This is a bad thing, Miss Sister is going home, I am afraid I will suffer.

Xiao Yu saw that Xiao Qi’s eyes were no longer ventilating. She flashed fierce light in her shackles and suddenly approached Xiaoqi. This move shocked Xiaoqi.

Miss Sister is a woman whom the master likes. He has a hundred courage, and he is not dare to be a young lady in the face of the master... It is thin, and the master will kill him.

Sure enough.

Feng Lingran saw Xiao Yan’s move. The black pupil’s pupil suddenly shrank. The slender fingers stretched out like a dragon claw. When he was about to grab Xiao’s arm and drag her back, he heard Xiao Yu’s mystery. The sly voice, holding back the uncomfortable feelings in my heart, my fingers stopped, and only a little, I could touch the clothes on her arm.

"Small seven, I quietly told you that I am going back to the government... It is troublesome to find Feng Ling, he is going to be miserable, hahaha... You will take me back now, take me back to find Feng Lingran, you are Xiao Gu’s master, Xiao Gu is my brother, you can’t sell Xiao Gu’s sister, that is me.”

The spurt in Xiao Yu’s mouth is full of rich wine, and she is already incoherent.

Xiao Yu’s head can’t move backwards. Xiao Yu bends his body, his face is still a little bit, and he will touch Xiao Qi’s cheek. He doesn’t dare to move, maintaining this uncomfortable posture, dawn. Blinking, seeing Xiao Yan behind Xiao Yu, the whole face of Zhang Jun is already very blue, he trembled and his back was cold.

"Miss sister, Xiao Qi does not have to bring you back to find the master, the master is behind you."

After Xiao Qi finished, she did not give Xiao Yu the opportunity to think. She reached out and pushed her to push her into the arms of Feng Lingran.

Xiaoqi swallowed the cold slobber and lowered his head to Feng Ling. "Miss sister is drunk, and the master must not believe the drunkenness of the young lady."

Feng Ling suddenly snorted: "Drinking the truth after drinking." Maybe she really does not care about him.

The little seven fingers shivered a little, and the master was angry. He was most afraid of the master's anger: "Small seven went to the carriage."

Xiao Yu stared at the man holding her, the beautiful face was impeccable, she blinked her eyes, raised her hand and pinched the handsome face of Feng Lingran, and muttered to herself: "It is true, Feng Ling Ran, are you coming?"

Xiao Yu didn't seem to know that what she said had been heard by Feng Lingran. She smiled happily, drunk and bent, like a girl who was innocent.

Feng Lingran's face is very unsightly, black and cold, squinting: "How much wine did you drink? Become this look?"

Feng Ling suddenly picked up Xiao Yu and strode into the carriage.

Xiao Yu took Feng Lingran's neck and drunk, smelling the familiar cold incense of his body, and it was like a hot, as if there were countless ants moving in her blood, the body was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Xiao Yu’s mouth was slightly open, and the warm wine was spit. The night pearl of the pigeon egg was hung on the carriage in the carriage, and the carriage was illuminated, which also illuminated his handsome face.

"Drive."

Xiaoqi waved the whip and the carriage ran towards the regent palace.

Xiao Yu sat on Feng Lingran's leg. Because the carriage moved, her body was slightly shaken. The twilight was like a drunken peach, and she was stunned by Feng Ling's perfect chin. She was so confused that she wanted to kiss her. .

Xiao Yu swallowed and swallowed, and hugged Feng Lingran tightly, but I don’t know why, the more tight it is, the more she wants...

Feng Lingran felt the movement of the young girl in the middle of the arms. He glanced at her and looked at her, and the face of the iron-clad, slightly eased.

"Tonight, come to the brothel, who are you married?"

Feng Lingran thin lips open, although the tone is not cold or hot, flat, faint, but the black sputum flashed a dull luster.

Xiao Yu is in the heat at the moment, uncomfortable, her head is also dizzy, heard Feng Lingran talking, she instinctively looked up at him, drunken gradually ignited a bit of hot, intoxicated smile: " Feng Lingran, you are so beautiful, let the young lady kiss."

Say it!

Xiao Yu whispered and kissed him.

A soft little mouth stuck to his chin, a strange current, from his chin into his heart, his body trembled a little, his darkness darkened.

Xiao Yu was out of her hands. Her little mouth went up all the way and waved his thin lips. It was very satisfying. He said to his lips: "Beautiful man, your mouth is really fragrant... I will sleep with my sister tonight. !"

Beautiful man?

Feng Ling’s dark black scorpion shrank abruptly, pushing Xiao Yu’s voice, and the cold voice said: “Xiao Yu, open your eyes and see who the king is?”

This **** little fox dared to regard him as a brothel...

Xiao Yu was pushed by Feng Lingran, his head was even more faint, and he was drunk and looked at Feng Ling’s beautiful face. He shook his head and said: "You... is Feng Lingran?"

Feng Ling was dark and looked at Xiao Yu deeply. His heart burned an unknown fire. This little fox couldn't tell the sharp color of the southeast and northwest. She was in the brothel. Is there a man who kissed him? Have you done excessive behavior against other men?

Feng Ling suddenly had some annoyance. He shouldn’t be pushing her openly. He should ask her when she was drunk. Who is the man she thought?

Feng Lingran pinched his fist, such a place in the Qinglou, should not appear in the capital of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, in the blue building, not because of the male color.

Feng Lingran did not know at this time, Xiao Yu not only "smashed" the male color in Qing Yue Lou, but also redeemed the male color tomorrow.

If Feng Lingran tonight, I am afraid that I will now tell Xiaoqi to turn around and put the fire on, and burn the Qing Yue Lou.

"Who are you hoping? Um?"

Xiao Yu, with Feng Lingran, suddenly smiled sullenly: "I hope it is you... Feng Lingran..."

Feng Ling suddenly felt that Xiao Yu was not quite right, and this look seemed to be a little bit... horrible.

Feng Ling suddenly frowned, swaying the abnormal thoughts in his mind, and saw Xiao Xiao’s delicate face, which was soaked with red wine, and posted it on his thin lips. He was twilight and felt her depicting. With his lip shape, Feng Ling’s heart was moving, and the twilight was somewhat blurred.