Chapter 310 (1/2)

Last time I was in Haoyuan college, my accomplishments were deeper than her, so I held on to her and pestered her for several hours? So long Zixuan got angry with her.

Thinking of long Zixuan, Fengyu can't help laughing. Why didn't she think that the man asked her to keep a distance from beimingchen and didn't want to like beimingchen because he already had an idea for her?

Thanks to her, she always thought that he didn't allow her to like beimingchen and get close to beimingchen, just because he didn't like beimingchen and he hated beimingchen.

Now think about it, she was really ignorant and ridiculous.

However, it's also strange that the man is too sultry. He doesn't show that he likes her at all. She never likes to be amorous. How can she think that he likes her?

Beimingchen saw that she suddenly laughed, and a trace of tenderness rose between her eyebrows, but her indifferent face remained unchanged.

Fengyu returned to God, light glance at beimingchen one eye, directly bypass him toward the front yard, he does not want to go, then stay alone.

She would never greet him.

Looking at her back gradually disappear, beimingchen has been standing at the door, did not move, did not raise his legs to catch up with her; he came to her this time, just want to explain the last thing to her, he did not want her to think that he would really kill her, it is so simple.

As for asking her to take out the demon seed for him, he no longer had extravagant hopes.

Just, she seems to still think so, the North dark night Chen clenches of fist tight tight, sigh a body, then body shape a Shan left.

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in the twinkling of an eye, it's the day of the Palace Banquet.

It's sunny and sunny.

Early in the morning, Fengyu is picked up by the red shadow guard from the master's mansion. Long Zixuan has said that she should accompany him to the Palace Banquet, but she should go with him.

as like as two peas of dragon's purple, Feng Yu wore the dark purple skirt made of his scale, and stood with him. The two people's clothes were identical in color and texture. As if couples dress together, he looked at the clothes of two people, and the heart was very soft.

Long Zixuan leaned over her forehead and gave her a kiss. He took her hand and went to the dressing table. He pressed her shoulder and let her sit down. Then he untied her green silk, picked up the wooden comb on the table and combed it carefully for her.

Fengyu quietly looking at the mirror, his serious profile, suddenly remembered that he and hairpin that day, he is so serious for her hair.

Thinking about it, she gradually fell into the memory, with a shallow smile floating between her eyebrows and eyes.

”Feather, all right.”

There was a soft voice in her ear. Fengyu looked back and saw in the mirror that her long hair had been tied up into a very beautiful chignon. With her gorgeous face and the clothes on her body, she looked like a nine day fairy. She was full of Fairy Spirit.

Her brow slightly wrinkled, long Zixuan will dress her too beautiful?

Mou Guang a turn, see in the mirror, chin put on her shoulder, from behind embrace her long Zixuan, lightly sighed a.

Forget it, this man is so gorgeous and beautiful. She only looks so beautiful when she stands with him.

Otherwise, I don't know how many women will think that she is not worthy of this man. She can't be underestimated.

”Let's go.”

Feng Yu reaches out his hand and touches long Zixuan's face. He moves his body and stands up from the chair. Long Zixuan's eyes are burning at her, and his brows suddenly wrinkle. It seems that he is not happy.

Phoenix feather pick eyebrow, doubt of looking at him, ”purple, how do you suddenly not happy?”

Who says women change their faces faster than the weather? In her opinion, this man's face changes faster than the weather. He was in a good mood just now. How could he be unhappy in the twinkling of an eye?

Dragon purple Xuan Mou Guang moved for a while, not happy to say, ”this seat regret to dress you so beautiful, this if take out, don't know how many men covet.”

Originally, there was a beimingchen, a fantasy and a silence. He dared to promise that if she took part in the palace banquet with this amazing and beautiful posture today, I don't know how many aristocratic CHILDES would be crazy.

Today's Palace Banquet was attended by almost every son of his family.

After hearing what he said, Feng Yu rolled a white eye, looked at him funny, and said, ”OK, I really want to talk about coveting. The women who covet you will not be less than the men who covet me. Let's go quickly, we will be late.”

This guy is extremely beautiful, powerful and supreme. I don't know how many women are obsessed with him. A snow in the north of the netherworld for a month, without saying anything, comes with a deep heart. Who knows how many women are left behind.

He didn't mean to talk about her.

Fengyu pushes him toward the door. Long Zixuan is still unhappy. He suddenly reaches out his arm and pulls Fengyu into his arms. Fengyu doesn't struggle and lets him hold her waist.