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1188. Imperial Capital 61

Qin Ling suppressed the anxiousness in his heart and asked, "How did you know? I took a lot of money to find out that I was so immersed in the heart." Moreover, there was no record of this kind of thing in the book, and he found many lonely books but didn't find it.

Qu Tan'er also looked at Mo Liancheng.

However, she did not have the kind of doubts like Qinling, but worshipped. Without thinking, there was nothing in her subconscious that the city and could not solve.

If Mo Liancheng knew her idea.

I must be in a light mood, and it is natural...

Below, Mo Liancheng smiled, "You take some injury medicine first, and tell you slowly later." He took out a reply pill from somewhere and shot it to Qinling.

Qin Ling caught it, and without looking at it, he put it into his mouth. He was not afraid that Mo Liancheng would tamper with the pill. It didn't take such a hard time if he wanted to kill him. However, after waiting for a while, he took the medicine, but Mo Liancheng continued to say, Qin Ling frowned, "Your Excellency, you can say it now."

"You are really impatient." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly.

No more details...

Some people are born with a bad mentality. The more others want to know, the more they like to say slowly, that they don’t follow the topic, but hang your heart and your appetite, which makes you think about it and grind your patience. I saw that Mo Liancheng turned around and walked towards a beautiful couch next to him.

Sitting down peacefully, shaking and shaking.

Qu Tan'er's expression became strange when she saw it.

My little eyes are coming to mind, it is not easy to offend the city.

The moment I just had a fuck, it obviously made Mr. I feel unhappy... Mr. I am not a man with a temper, but his temper is generally more unique.

She turned around and glanced at Qinling with sympathy.

Then, he moved a chair to Mo Liancheng, and he almost sat down next to him. His beautiful eyes were bright, staring at the man on the couch, his own heaven, and everything else. With him, everything else was no longer a problem, "City City, drink?"

Like magic tricks, she smiled and turned into an exquisite jar.

"What is this?" Mo Liancheng asked with a smile.

"Baihua wine, I found it in a bag from Qinling."

“…”

Qinling took the Recovery Pill and his injuries stabilized. When he saw Mo Liancheng's behavior, what did he say? What he understood was that it was not easy to make him bow his head. There was always a pride in a person's heart. After waiting for a while, Mo Liancheng could not recover from the topic he had just said.

I couldn't help but bounce my fingers, asking, or not?

Cut your head, or not?

Qin Ling's eyes were flowing, and in the end, he shut up and didn't open his mouth.

Time passed slowly, and then Mo Liancheng took a few sips of Baihuajiu, closed his eyes, and had fallen asleep? Qu Tan'er was crossing her legs, as if she was regulating her breathing. A thin layer of white mist was floating on her body, gushing into her body, and disappeared again, but the layer of mist did not disappear...

Cultivating? Qinling’s heart is suffering.

Waiting for a while, one was actually waiting for one to fall asleep and the other to practice?

Mo Liancheng woke up and was weak, and he still didn't know how long he would have to sleep.
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