"No, Miss Ming has been giving porridge and cooking." Xiao Qizi said obediently.
The master of the master has to deal with the inside of Jinyiwei and the East Factory these days. It is not convenient to put on the layer of skin of "Little Flamezi".
But you have to stare at Miss Ming's eldest family, and simply monitor here.
I didn't see what a ghost Ms. Ming was doing, but she saw the eyeliner hidden in the victims outside.
"Go to check who are those who are staring at the little female cat." Cang Qiao's long pale fingertips knocked on the desktop.
"Yes." The two shadows disappeared behind him silently.
Xiao Qizi was a little wondering: "Those people must be the people of the Black Liao City, why should the supervisor check it?"
Cang Qiao put the observation mirror inlaid with gorgeous gems in his hand, his eyes were sharp and deep: "I'm afraid it's not so simple, those people are like military people."
Hei Liao Zhifu, using the people around him is enough. Why use the army?
The time was shining, and the second day.
Ming Lan Ruo was stunned by the knock on the door outside the door.
She checked herself first, but there was no new trace.
It can be seen that the big devil did not make trouble in the middle of the night last night, and she was relieved.
Cang Qiao had a good job, and his physical condition is now special. He has special components in the treatment of those drugs.
Coupled with the king of her body, she lived in his body. Aunt Wu San said that her own body was an important antidote for Cang Qiao's body.
For many reasons, he is now very addicted to her close to her, but he doesn't want her to find that he is incarnation of Xiaoyanzi, so he must use some means to get closer to her.
The night before, he resumed his own face to hug her that time, too presumably.
Ming Lan Ruo couldn't help but flushed.
Especially while she is asleep, I don't know what to do. The eunuch dogs must be very!
But it's not the time now! Where can I be in the mood now as a antidote!
Ming Lan couldn't help rubbing his red face and smiled bitterly,
She had some headaches. I knew that I wouldn't use those fierce medicines for him. Some things were really impossible.
Ming Lanruo even gave birth to a idea that Cang Qiao would strangle her-
Do you want to ... just wait for the Ming Emperor to overturn, and give him a thorough treatment?
"Miss, how do you face red ears?" Jinghe watched her young lady.
If Ming Lan was stiff, she took the hot towels she handed in on her face and muttered: "Nothing, it's a bit hot."
She really had a bad mind. She was thinking about the messy things early in the morning. It was really affected by the shameful eunuch.
"Yes, do the children of the victims come in line?" Ming Lan Ruo simply changed a question.
Jinghe nodded: "Everything is expected to be, the children in the city are here, and they are already in line."
Jinghe still couldn't help but whispering: "Miss, why do you have to play with King Qin and control the victims, is the matter of King Qin, shouldn't we hurry up to check the whereabouts of the grandfather?"
When the young lady saw Liu Shopkeeper on the day, she didn't ask about the Grandpa of the Grandpa, nor did they ask them to ask the Grandpa's whereabouts.
Ming Lanruo smiled: "The shopkeeper Liu said, their contact points were very small, and they were suppressed by the jurisdiction of the Red Blood Corps of the Northeast Xinjiang everywhere.
Jing He is thinking: "But ..."
If Ming Lan watched the sky in the distance outside the window, and said faintly: "But, the red blood of those who betrayed General Mu Mu would be different. They stayed in Northeast Xinjiang for so many years.
! ""
In her last life, she did a good job of doing intelligence and spies.
An excellent sport, to learn to integrate the source of the message, it is important to confirm that the authenticity of the message is important.
Hei Liao Zhifu, Shangguan Hongye, Northeast Xinjiang Red Blood Corps, Red Blood Rebellion in Northeast Xinjiang ...
As long as each one can be dug a little, just like a puzzle, you can fight out the truth of his father's disappearance.
"But this has to do with you betting with King Qin, what is the relationship between helping the victims?" Jing and scratching her head, she was a rectum, and she didn't respond. This chapter has been completed!