The Phoenix eyes of Yanbei City, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally had some waves. For example, when Xiaoshi was thrown at half of them, the waves were not big, but it was also obvious that she was a little shy, and could not say a word to refute.
Mo Shanghua looked at Yan Beicheng's fresh appearance. She could not help leaning forward and staring at him seriously. "This is the first time I saw something else in your eyes. It seems that you are not without weakness."
Yan Beicheng suddenly became more and more embarrassed, Shua stood up, raised his eyes and looked at the bonsai in the distance, "this king is also an ordinary person, how can he have no weakness."
He was also awakened by the word "flowers on the street". It turned out that he really had weaknesses. It's not because Mo Shanghua said something so thoughtless, but She is a man.
Mo Shanghua raised his lips slightly and stood up in front of him. "I said," why did you always tease me before? It turns out that the fun is really very intriguing. "
Looking at the smile in front of him, the flowers on the street, Yan Beicheng's eyes crossed the dangerous dark awn, and the embarrassment in his eyes was also pressed down. "Naturally, there is fun, but it's always led by the king."
Voice just fell, then a long arm stretch, the flowers on the street to his arms.
The flowers on the street suddenly lift their eyes, and they forget to struggle with the bright eyes just like the moonlight.
Yan Beicheng was also looking down at her. At such a close distance, there was only one idea in his heart.
It turned out that her face was so small that it seemed that he could cover it with one hand. There are her people, also seems to be too thin, in the future must give her a good tonic is.
When the flowers on the street suddenly come back to me, they have been directly held up by Yanbei city.
"What are you going to do?" Mo Shanghua was in a panic, for fear that he would be a beast at this time.
"Do the right thing." Yanbeicheng knew her fear, but deliberately picked lips, ambiguous answer.
Mo Shanghua's body suddenly froze. Before he could react, he was put down by Yan Beicheng.
But he, a royal son born with dignity, bent down and took off her shoes.
"You…" The flower on the street was surprised by his action and stared at him. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with himself.
"I'm tired. I want to have a rest. You can go there quickly." Before returning from such tenderness and carefulness, Yan Beicheng's words brought her back to reality.
Just now, she was just a master of Kung Fu. Yan Beicheng took off his shirt and stood in front of her in a thin Chinese dress, ready to go to bed.
The flower on the street saw that the trance disappeared and frowned, "I don't need to rest. You can go to bed."
Then he looked down for the shoes.
Before his feet touched her shoes, Yan Beicheng raised his feet and kicked her shoes far away, then directly took off his boots and threw them aside, holding her and lying down.
"You –" Mo Shanghua raised his hand and pushed his chest, his ears turned red quietly.
"Go to sleep." Yan Beicheng just vomited a word briefly, pulled the quilt to cover for two people, then closed his eyes, without any side action.
Mo Shanghua's hand moves and looks at Yan Beicheng's sleeping face, which is so close to Yan Beicheng that she has some helplessness in her heart.
"I must be too tired." She whispered a word, and put light action, trying to struggle for a while, only to find that it is asleep, his arm is like an iron wall, tightly around her.
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