He looked at the girl with a fiery eyebrow in front of him, and his neck and arm still had the traces left by himself.
Even now, he still likes her mark, and he also likes the mark she gave him very much.
If Ming Lan knew that he was full of waste in his mind, but he turned his eyes coldly and stunned him.
But the anger in my heart dissipated a lot.
His temperament, cold and lonely, was willing to explain to her, after all, he lowered his posture.
Besides, after all, she was reluctant and distressed by him.
"Slimming like this, I don't know how to eat more, and I touched my hands!" Ming Lan Ruo patted his chest stunned.
He has always been a strong constitution, but this time the muscles on the chest are thinner. It looks like a green onion boy who has just pumped seedlings. The cheekbones are obvious.
Shangguan Yanqiao held her wrist and lowered her head on her shoulder lazily: "Is her leg hurt last night?"
The little woman in her arms is not a thin girl figure, soft and flexible, and the plump place is not owed at all.
Speaking, he patted her fart: "So I thought for you last night, I chose to from behind ..."
Ming Lan covered his mouth ashamed: "Can you shut up?! How do you always miss that kind of thing?"
Shangguan Yan Qiao looked down at her with a pair of weird and narrow eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "嗤 ..."
He likes her vigor.
He held her hand and slowly dialed a few thin long braids behind her.
"If a man has desire for a woman, he does not necessarily love her, maybe he will draw his body, but he has to have no desire for a woman, it must not love it."
Ming Lan was stunned and looked at the man in front of him.
I do n’t know why, she always feels that the depression and distortions on him are much less.
In the past, he wanted to go up, so that he would not tell her so much, let alone put love and not on his mouth.
Even if he has done so much for her in the past and this life, it has changed so much, and has already used actions to indicate that he must be.
She was the first time he heard him say that he loved this.
Although it is torn with desire, women always choose the words she likes to listen to.
If Ming Lan was a little helpless, don't open the red face, humming his chest: "You understand it, which says in this word?"
If it weren't for her, before her, he was a real, and even a chick who did not know anything.
Otherwise, look at him so smoothly, it looks like a veteran in the flowers.
Shangguan Yan Qiao's eyes were quiet, and she kissed her palm with a smile: "I all learned to serve the virgin, isn't it?"
If Ming Lan pursed his lips, he suddenly pulled back his hand, opened his arms and hugged him: "Then shut up, let the maiden hold it, don't destroy the atmosphere."
She buried her face into his chest: "..."
A heart, finally returning to the stability and peace of mind in the chest, she loves this feeling.
He stroked Ming Lanruo's back gently, and the two hugged quietly for a long time.
Until Ming Lanruo's belly- "Guru"
Make a hungry sound.
She was froze. In his sullen laughter, he sat at the table at a glance: "The Virgin is going to eat, not to wait!"
Shangguan Yanqiao sat down with a smile and took the food box he brought: "Eat it."
When Ming Lan looked at it, he stunned: "Are you going to make green golden cakes again?"
A delicate green littering cake in the food box, the aroma is fragrant.
"That's right, do you like it? This is made by Xiao Yan. If you are crime, if you are worried." He smiled warmly and took out the rose plum soup and cake.
Her expression was a bit complicated, sitting down, and whispered: "I like it."
If the ears are grinding in the lover before, this time is the apology and tacit understanding between loved ones.
"If you like it, eat something?" Shangguan Yan Qiao touched her head.
Ming Lanruo took the cake and took a bite with the rose plum soup, and the familiar taste made her feel sweet.
She smiled at him: "Um."
"This time you suddenly come to Miaojiang not far away. It should be not just for me. It should be for Shangguan Hongye. He continues to add troops to the border of the three provinces this time. Don't worry about the Northwest War?"
She finished eating two delicate green golden silk cakes and asked while eating.
Shangguan Yan Qiao smiled faintly: "Because the war in the Northwest is now in a deadlock, his people can't advance, and my people have carried his offense, so he wants-"
"Announced outside the world." If Ming Lan took the words.
Shangguan Hongye originally planned to join forces with Long Hung, got her hands, and suppressed Chu Yuanbai.
"In fact, Long Hui didn't love much grandson, the only grandson. If I didn't guess it, he just wanted Xiaobai to be the puppet of the three southwestern provinces."
Ming Lan Ruo sighed lightly, Xiaobai was also a poor child.
Under the teachings of Long Hung, at least the roots were not long and crooked. At first, she made her so many hearts for Miao Xinjiang.
This is probably the king of the old Jingnan.
"What, distressed?" Shangguan Yanqiao raised his eyebrows.
Ming Lanruo: "No, it is to state a fact."
He snorted: "Listen to the little girl, not to play with the child who has not been full of body and mind."
Ming Lanruo: "Oh ..."
Pressing the status of the elders, who is not allowed to play with who she played with, is he the three -year -old child?
However, she didn't say this, she just coughing: "The words are home, and now Long Hui is dead, but Shangguan Hongye has continued to increase his troops to the end?"
"What else can it be, since the route of collusion inside and outside can't work, he now plans to cut the vassal and force Chu Yuanbai to hand over you." Shangguan Yan Qiao sneered.
Ming Lan Ruoban twisted slightly: "I don’t think I can be important to him to this point."
Shangguan Hongye is not a master who wants beauty and no rivers and mountains.
"Excuse, he needs to make an excuse." He picked up a cup of rose plum soup and took a sip.
"Secondly, catching you, you can also force Ming Guogong to be a fan, and then take the opportunity to clear the rest of the 9,000 -year -old party in the capital, and then watch the nine thousand years of death or life."
If Ming Lan took the words, I thought about it: "If the 9,000 -year -old is still alive, I will still be a good hostage."
"In addition, you let Ji Ji let Zhou Tongchen make a blood case that year on the court.
"One force proves that he is different from the Emperor Ming, treating the descendants of the Xiao family, and even the post -name, even the compensation to block the people of the people in the world."
Shangguan Yan Qiao Qiao said lightly.
In this way, his cousin naturally spared no effort to bring Ruo Ruo Ruo.