Da Qiao is not an idiot. How can she understand the word "Lin Xing"? What does it mean?
That means, tonight, Yan Liang will come to possess her, and her big Joe will also be reduced to the tyrant Yan Liang's playful game.
Moreover, listening to the meaning of the niece, Yan Liang didn't seem to plan to "humiliate" her once. Instead, she wanted to take her on this copper bird platform. She has long occupied her for a long time, and she can enjoy her anytime, anywhere.
In the bottom of Da Qiao's heart, a strong shyness rushed into his heart like a tide.
On the cold and noble face, the time was full of shame.
I felt the humiliated Da Qiao, turned her sleeves, and strode to leave this place of humiliation.
The maid was busy and asked, "Where is the wife going?"
"I'm going back to the house. This kind of place is not what I should come." Da Qiao was full of anger.
The maid said: "This is the order of the king, why dare not follow. Furthermore, the wife's original house, the king has given the minister, from now on, only here is the wife's home."
Da Qiao Hua Rong changed again. At this time, she was shocked that Yan Liang was doing so well.
Da Qiao, who was ashamed, became more reddish, his breath was short of breathing, and the plump double peaks also fluctuated with the ups and downs.
"Go away, even if my home is gone, I won't stay here." Ashamed over the reason, Da Qiao had to leave.
The maids were anxious to stop each other, but did not dare to do too much about Da Qiao, and they couldn't stop it when they saw it.
"What's going on, why is it so noisy?" There was a clear drink from outside the room. A beautiful young woman entered.
Da Qiao looked up, and his body was shocked again.
Come. It is her sister Xiao Qiao.
"What the hell is this?" Xiao Qiao asked unhappyly.
The maids were busy, and Da Qiao refused to follow the king's life.
Xiao Qiao sighed and said, "Let's retreat first, let me deal with this matter."
The maids were relieved and hurriedly bowed back.
A group of maids retreated, Nuo Da's exquisite room. Only her sisters.
The sisters are opposite, and Da Qiao's eyes are full of shame and disappointment. But Xiao Qiao looked as usual, and a slight smile on the beautiful face.
"Sister, this Tongquitai is so gorgeous, isn't it ten times stronger than your broken house and house. You live with peace of mind. Why is it going to leave?" Xiao Qiao said with a smile.
Da Qiao hummed coldly, and displeased: "No matter how gorgeous here is, it is not my home. Why do I live here?"
"Well, my sister, I didn't expect that after so long, you still do so unreasonable." Xiao Qiao sighed, "What your family and my family. Most of these worlds are His Royal Highness.
Home, where is it? "
"You" Da Qiao wanted to distinguish, but he was speechless.
Although she was shameful, she had to admit painly that although her sister's words were cruel, it was an indisputable fact.
In the world, it is the king of the king, but your so -called home, but Wang allowed you to live on his land temporarily.
"I would rather wander the streets, and I can't live in this prostitute's place!" Da Qiao drank angrily.
In Da Qiao's noble eyes, this Tongquetai is a "prostitute", and those beauties hidden in the house are all shameless prostitutes.
Even her sister Xiao Qiao is no exception.
The expression was a indifferent Xiao Qiao. Listening to this very insulting words, the flower appearance also changed slightly, and a trace of color passed through the eyes.
"It turns out that my sister is in your sister's eyes, just a prostitute." Xiao Qiao sneered.
Da Qiao's expression moved, seeing that the words were a bit too fierce, hurting his sister.
However, the words that hurt people are exported, and it is impossible to take it back.
As soon as he bite his teeth, Da Qiao righteous: "The woman on this copper bird platform, hearing that most of them were originally famous, some were killed by Yan Liang, some of them were killed by Yan Liang, but they were still thick.
In his face, slave Yan humbles to serve their enemies. Such a woman is simplicity and dirty. Even prostitutes are not as good as prostitutes.
Da Qiao was iron -hearted, and regardless of his sister, he scolded these Miji in Taichung Taichung.
A phrase "even prostitutes are not as good", only Xiao Qiao heard red ears and red ears, and it changed color.
In addition to anger, Xiao Qiao not only had no attack, but laughed.
The laughter was full of irony.
"What are you laughing!" Da Qiao questioned suspiciously.
Xiao Qiao converged with a smile, and said coldly: "The sister said, but the sister wants to ask, who are you wearing it now? Who use it? Who eats it?
"?"
In the case of three consecutive sentences, Da Qiao, who was originally generous, asked for being speechless.
Wearing, using, eating, of course, it is given by Yan Liang.
However, Daqiao was unwilling to open it.
"His Royal Highness supports my sister, delicious and delicious for your sister, and your sister, you still have such evil words, sister, you really have bones, sister I admire." Xiao Qiao was annoyed
It ’s not the sarcasm that is not to be weak.
Da Qiao shocked, and I didn't know how to respond for a while.
After a moment of embarrassment, Da Qiaoqiang calmly said: "The reason why Yan Liang supports me is not to see it to the world, showing his kindness, to collect Jiangdong's hearts."
When I heard this, Xiao Qiao laughed again. This time, the irony meaning was even stronger.
Da Qiao's expression was even more embarrassing, and it seemed that even herself realized that she was insufficient when she said this.
"What kind of person Chu is, how many people he killed in Jiangdong, and the person who was dissatisfied gave him the light. Does he still need to buy people's hearts?" In a word, Xiao Qiao said coldly: "I will tell my sister clearly.
The reason why King Chu stayed with his sister was not because of your sister's identity, but because of your sister's posture. "
Xiao Qiao, who was annoyed, was sharp and humble, and a few words ruthlessly tore the cruel facts.
Da Qiao was there, and the soul shocked, and it was speechless for a while.
Seeing that Da Qiao's momentum was pressed down, Xiao Qiao's eyebrows raised a little bit, and hummed: "Everything that sister said is for my sister, what should I do, my sister is still good.
Think about it. ""
Say, Xiao Qiao hummed, turned around and went away.
Xiao Qiao went away. In this gorgeous and exquisite golden house, there was only Da Qiao alone.
A sense of weakness flooded his heart, Da Qiao's legs were soft, and he sat down on the bed with weakness.
Nympho
The sky will be late.
After handling the official duties, Yan Liang was sitting on his Wang Yan, and he was out of heaven.
At this time, Tongquet Taichung was already brilliant. The beauty hidden in the golden house in the gold house has been dressed up well. I look forward to that Yan Liang can be lucky.
When you get the Tongquetai, the housekeeper will hold the Yupan up like the past.
The jade plate is full of a jade card. Below each jade card is engraved with the name of a beauty.
In the past, Yan Liang would be revealed at hand, and whoever exposed who would go, who was fortunate, this is also the way he inventing when he was bored.
But tonight, Yan Liang has set a goal.
"No need, go to Changchun Pavilion." Yan Liang waved his hand and retreated to the inside, and stepped to the east.
Crossing the pavilion pavilion, flying gallery painting walls, near the Changchun Pavilion, but seeing the beautiful Xiao Qiao, who has been welcomed there for a long time.
"The courtiers met the king." Xiao Qiao Yingying saluted, respectfully.
"Get up, go, go with the king to see your sister." Yan Liang helped her up, holding her waist, and happily going forward.
Da Qiao's temperament, Yan Liang just wanted Xiao Qiao to persuade her sister, so as not to spend more means.
Furthermore, Da Qiao Xiao Qiao Nai Jiangdong's first sister flower can sit up with Erqiao. This is how many men's dreams in the world. How can Yan Liang not taste the taste.
Talking all the way, not much time, Yan Liang entered the exquisite Fangge.
The maids in the court hurriedly saluted. When she entered the room, Yan Liang's brows were slightly wrinkled.
At this time, Da Qiao still sat there with his face. He did n’t apply fat powder. When he did n’t change, he did n’t change it. Seeing himself coming in, he did n’t come to see the ritual.
Seeing this, Xiao Qiao rushed to the first step, and pulled Great Qiao, and said, "Sister, the king came to see you, you are not happy."
Da Qiao was unwilling, but he had to get up barely, and a slightly rude to Yan Liang, whispered: "I have seen the king."
Yan Liang was a little satisfied, and he had grown in, sitting carefree on the Jin bed.
"This king thought of you to keep the empty room alone and suffer, and now he deliberately opens it. Turn you into Tongquetai as Ji Ji. Here, you still have a satisfactory living."
As the king of one side, Yan Liang did not turn it so much. He directly opened the door to see the mountain.
The straightforward speech only heard Da Qiao's red ears and red ears, and the shameful meant was in color.
She had to endure shame, bit her mouth to humiliate, and lowered: "The kindness of the king, grateful, but the body is a person who has not died, the body of the willow is afraid of the humiliation of the king of the Eucharist.
Dare to suffer from the king Enlu. "
Da Qiao was still interesting, and he did not openly refuse Yan Liang's beauty. He euphemistically compiled a reason.
However, Da Qiao forgot that on the bronze bird platform, I do n’t know how many “undead people”.
"You don't have to be so cheap. Looking at the world, you can have you like you, and there are geometry. The king is like you who have not died." Then, Yan Liang stretched out and pulled Great Joe into his arms.
Da Qiao, who was caught off guard, sat in Yan Liang's arms all at once, and the meaning of shame was born instantly.
"Big king, don't, forgive himself." Da Qiao screamed, struggling to break free from Yan Liang's arms.
Yan Liangyuan thought that Xiao Qiao had persuaded Da Qiao. Today, Da Qiao's resistance made Yan Liang feel quite surprising.
Yan Liang couldn't help but look at Xiao Qiao. The anger's eyes were obviously questioning why she was.
Xiao Qiao's coquettish body, followed by a tremor.