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Chapter 327

Chapter 327

If Ming Lan knew what he was thinking, he just hummed: "I had a bad impression of heaven."

She raised her hand with a smile: "In the cold winter, I soaked in the lake, and her body was cold, and she was so uncomfortable to die. Someone forced me to undress in public in the sky. I also pressed my hands and feet.

Cang Qiao touched her hair's hand for a moment: "..."

Ming Lan was sighed: "Well, later, the man still walked away with my death, throwing me alone in the sky ..."

"That ..." Cang Qiao suddenly interrupted her words, his voice was cold and slightly, but the exit was not in line with that compression: "I am not intentional."

In his eyes, he could only see Ming Lanruo. Except for the female leaders in the palace, there was no experience in getting along with women.

Even in the face of Yun Ni, who came to her side, he was only a subordinate that she owed.

I have never really regarded Yun Ni as her own woman. Where do I know that a woman is a creature who likes to turn over the old account.

Listening to his suffocating voice, Ming Lanruo's unhappiness and mind suddenly dissipated.

Her fingertips walked around his exquisite hat scooter, humming: "Forget it, anyway, since then, I also know how many people rely on themselves."

Cang Qiao's hand around her thin waist suddenly tightened, and her voice was slightly dumb: "You ... you can rely on me."

He tried to explain something, because he was so disgusting that day, her attitude towards him-

She completely removed her care and emotions for him. When he saw him, he no longer had the soft and shy emotions, and only the so -called indifferent "family" left.

——This he has a way, but facing her attitude, there is no power to counterattack.

After trying her sweetness and admiration for him, the desire in his heart was infinitely magnified, and it was long long that it would not be possible to be her loved ones.

Cang Qiao held her slap with a clear face, and tolerate the emphasis: "There will be no more things."

If Ming Lan looked at his tight thin lips, he suddenly pulled his hat rope and whispered softly-

"I don't believe you, but I wish you the wind, I like a blue bird, and go straight to the white jade Jing by the wind;

In a relationship, there has been parasitic on others, without growing, and there is no way to go hand in hand, sooner or later, it is just another life -

The tragedy of "Cold King Qin and the East Palace Concubine who loves him deeply".

Cang Qiao looked down at her deeply, his little girl ... became more and more dazzling and beautiful, and he became more and more obsessed with him.

Also more and more like ... the elder sister of the Xiao family.

But he would rather, she would never look like Sister Xiao ... I wouldn't look back.

Suddenly he slowly tightened her: "If you don't want to shake to 90,000 miles one day, and don't want to rush to boat in Jianghai, then you will live in the wind and sleep in the sea. I will not let you fall."

If Ming Lan froze, he suddenly flushed his eyes slightly, and he looked around his neck and said softly: "Okay, I believe you."

If someone in this world, regardless of whether you are a blue bird Changzhou or a silk, he is willing to take good care of you and not let you do nothing. It is really lucky.

She was reborn and could get this success, and it was a blessing.

Cang Qiao raised his hand and hugged her outside the prison, and seduced it coldly and gently: "It would be better to hold you in our family in the future?"

If Ming Lan nodded, a heart was soaked in gentle water, soft.

She was tired for two days, and almost didn't close her eyes. She smelled the scent of Shen Yan, and she fell asleep involuntarily.

Cang Qiao looked at the girl in her arms. Her slender hands still grabbed his placket tightly, as if she depended on him.

His cold phoenix eyes were gentle and deep, but there were paranoid and cold light.

He was as if he was holding a treasure, almost indulging in the soft aroma of her hair.

Of course he will use her forever.

The premise of everything is that his girl always belongs to him, otherwise he would fold her wings and sink her boat ...

He has always wanted this world, but in the past, he had a lot of patience to wait for the best time.

But now, he found that if he did not sit in the world's highest place for a day.

She — his palm fireworks, can never be named him, and will be taken away at any time.

When he thought of his little girl, it was the wife of someone else and Princess Qin. The violent spirit in his heart wanted to destroy everyone in the capital!

He wants to speed up the "stumbling block" that is blocked on the road ...
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