Chapter 19： There is always a president who can’t be overbearing (1/2)

The red sleeves were finished, turned and walked out of the house to cover the door.

Xiao Yuan sat back on the Chai Miao and pointed to himself: ”Come, discuss something with you.”

The Weihe River has collected good jade, and is sitting in danger. Seeing Xiao Yu'an's eyes is very different from before.

”Why do I know the things of Yuxi, and I will tell you if I have a chance later.” Xiao Yuan casually patted the clothes. ”I just had an idea. I want you to move to Jingyang Palace.”

Luo Heqing has not spoken yet, Xiao Yuan hurriedly said: ”I know that Jingyang Palace is a place to live in, but I really don't mean that to you. You should also be aware of it. This housekeeper sees you as a nail. Moreover, Zhao Gonggong of the House of Internal Affairs is not the one who will converge on my mind when I say a few words. Therefore, if you want to change the number of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it is better to go to Jingyang Palace. No one in Jingyang Palace will want to harm you.”

Luhe Qing gently lowered his eyelashes and did not know what to think about.

Xiao Yu Ansheng is afraid that he will not agree. After all, staying here is not killed by Zhao Gonggong, or is frozen to death. He bitterly persuaded: ”You see that I have opened red sleeves and Liu An. I only discuss this with you alone. I just don't want to let You are embarrassed.”

Luohe Qing is still silent.

Xiao Yu'an began to play a small calculation in his stomach.

he! A president who has been given high hopes! Although on the way to the overbearing president, the road is getting worse! but!

Well, he also walked on this road!

As a overbearing president, to be practical, to have action, to be evil and arrogant.

Therefore, Xiao Yu'an decided to tie the Luohe Qing directly to Jingyang Palace.

Xiao Yuan gives himself a good foot! He stood up in an imposing manner! He unwittingly rolled up his sleeves! Then the cold wind of the broken house blows! he!

He made a solid fight...

In the cold room, Luohe Qing looked at the sleeves that Xiao Yuan had rolled up, as if looking at a fool.

......

Why is it so cold! ! ! The gas field is frozen! ! !

Xiao Yuan silently put down the sleeves he had just rolled up, thinking that he did not have the talent of the overbearing president, and then looked up and saw the robe that he had put on him before he cleared the river. He handed it over.

”Nothing, I don't...” A cold wind blew, and Xiao Yu'an's words were all frozen in the throat.

Luohe Qing could not put the robe into Xiao Yu'an's hand: ”Put it.”