Ye Jiangxue suddenly opened her glasses, and there was indescribable depth in her eyes that were lit like paint.

Wen Zhijun did not withdraw her hand and stroked her little face, "Did I forget you?"

"Yeah." Ye Jiangxue raised the corners of her lips and smiled silly: "But it doesn't matter, I will remind you of mine."

"What if I can't remember it?"

"Then there is nothing to do." Ye Jiangxue sighed, looked at him very seriously, spread his claws and began to fiddle with him, "First, tie someone up and leave. Second, take them away with medicine. Third, take them away with sacks. Fourth, knock them out and drag them away. Fifth..."

"..." So, why did he think she was fragile just now!!

"Which one do you like?" The little fox shook his invisible hairy ears and nodded seriously. "In principle, I think the fourth one is better. Really, look, if I knock you out, you can follow me obediently. Alas, I probably can't drag you now, but Azui can help..."

Wen Zhijun felt that his face was certain, sure, and it must be very ugly!

"Hey, so you must remember who I am earlier." Ye Jiangxue grabbed his clothes, raised her tender face, and blinked her big eyes: "Otherwise, I will drag you away, I will!"

You can't drag me!

It must not be able to drag!

Wen Zhijun retorted fiercely in his heart. He didn't think that a woman with a big belly could drag him away...what! What he is thinking about now is not the problem of dragging him away or not?!

Why does this woman always have the ability to pull her thinking into a mess?

Wen Zhijun sighed depressedly. He was always gentle and polite in front of Xuanyuan Jing, and never was like today... But maybe such a self would be helpless, annoyed, and entangled, and he was the real self.

He really didn't want to discuss with Ye Jiangxue on the street about "drag him away", "drag him away" or "drag him away" or "drag him away" on the street. Wen Zhijun directly carried the little fox into the teahouse.

When people on the street saw that the "Celestial Immortal" had left, they automatically disbanded from the gossip army.

The carriage that almost hit Ye Jiangxue opened again. The curtain was blown away by a trace of snow wrist. The charming eyes fell on Wen Zhijun and Ye Jiangxue, and slowly narrowed...

The little fox was caught and sat down obediently, with two invisible hair ears soft, looking at Wen Zhijun with a very aggrieved expression.

Ye Zuibi sipped the tea and saw the scene downstairs clearly, and curled her lips and smiled faintly: "The folk customs of Lancheng are really tough, and the government is not in charge of playing hooligans on the street. Tsk, sister, you are lucky, otherwise with your ability to play hooligans, you will be sentenced to death, and even your children will have to be born in prison."

"You're enough!" Ye Jiangxue pinched her waist and opened her mouth to bite her biological sister to death. "When did I behave like a hooligan? Do I still need to behave like a fool?! I was..." "Cough!" After a light cough, Wen Zhijun sat down gracefully, with his long eyelashes slightly raised, "What is it?"

"Yes..." Ye Jiangxue pulled the corners of her lips and laughed dryly, "He is a just person, a just person."

"Puff--" Ye Zuibi couldn't help but choked hard by the tea.

I stroked my chest and looked out the window. Well, I'm not afraid of a lightning strike to death this woman who lies without blinking.

Ye Jiangxue was angry and glared at Ye Zuibi. When she turned her head, she saw Wen Zhijun slowly picking up the teacup and taking a sip. Wen Zhijun's fingers were slender, and her skin was fair as white as the white porcelain cup in her hand. She always felt that as long as she looked at him like this, she would be satisfied. Ye Jiangxue suddenly opened her glasses, and there was indescribable depth in her eyes like lacquer.

Wen Zhijun did not withdraw her hand and stroked her little face, "Did I forget you?"

"Yeah." Ye Jiangxue raised the corners of her lips and smiled silly: "But it doesn't matter, I will remind you of mine."

"What if I can't remember it?"

"Then there is nothing to do." Ye Jiangxue sighed, looked at him very seriously, spread his claws and began to fiddle with him, "First, tie someone up and leave. Second, take them away with medicine. Third, take them away with sacks. Fourth, knock them out and drag them away. Fifth..."

"..." So, why did he think she was fragile just now!!

"Which one do you like?" The little fox shook his invisible hairy ears and nodded seriously. "In principle, I think the fourth one is better. Really, look, if I knock you out, you can follow me obediently. Alas, I probably can't drag you now, but Azui can help..."

Wen Zhijun felt that his face was certain, sure, and it must be very ugly!

"Hey, so you must remember who I am earlier." Ye Jiangxue grabbed his clothes, raised her tender face, and blinked her big eyes: "Otherwise, I will drag you away, I will!"

You can't drag me!

It must not be able to drag!

Wen Zhijun retorted fiercely in his heart. He didn't think that a woman with a big belly could drag him away...what! What he is thinking about now is not the problem of dragging him away or not?!

Why does this woman always have the ability to pull her thinking into a mess?

Wen Zhijun sighed depressedly. He was always gentle and polite in front of Xuanyuan Jing, and never was like today... But maybe such a self would be helpless, annoyed, and entangled, and he was the real self.

He really didn't want to discuss with Ye Jiangxue on the street about "drag him away", "drag him away" or "drag him away" or "drag him away" on the street. Wen Zhijun directly carried the little fox into the teahouse.

When people on the street saw that the "Celestial Immortal" had left, they automatically disbanded from the gossip army.

The carriage that almost hit Ye Jiangxue opened again. The curtain was blown away by a trace of snow wrist. The charming eyes fell on Wen Zhijun and Ye Jiangxue, and slowly narrowed...

The little fox was caught and sat down obediently, with two invisible hair ears soft, looking at Wen Zhijun with a very aggrieved expression.

Ye Zuibi sipped the tea and saw the scene downstairs clearly, and curled her lips and smiled faintly: "The folk customs of Lancheng are really tough, and the government is not in charge of playing hooligans on the street. Tsk, sister, you are lucky, otherwise with your ability to play hooligans, you will be sentenced to death, and even your children will have to be born in prison."

"You're enough!" Ye Jiangxue pinched her waist and opened her mouth to bite her biological sister to death. "When did I behave like a hooligan? Do I still need to behave like a fool?! I was..." "Cough!" After a light cough, Wen Zhijun sat down gracefully, with his long eyelashes slightly raised, "What is it?"

"Yes..." Ye Jiangxue pulled the corners of her lips and laughed dryly, "He is a just person, a just person."

"Puff--" Ye Zuibi couldn't help but choked hard by the tea.

I stroked my chest and looked out the window. Well, I'm not afraid of a lightning strike to death this woman who lies without blinking.
Chapter completed!