Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

For a moment, Luo Liuling was stuck. He obviously felt like who it was, but did he remember it?Recommended [Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network]:
Could it be an illusion? Luo Liuling frowned, but he didn't expect that the three of them would argue for a while.

Situ Yi wanted to carry the second wife into the room, but Hua Feiyue insisted that the second wife sit in the yard more, in Luo Liuling's words, to take in more fresh air.

In this way, Hua Feiyue and Situ Yi competed for the same person and started fighting.

Compared with Situ Yi's skills, Hua Feiyue's strength is obviously comparable, so, within a short while, Hua Feiyue was exhausted and sweaty. [

Seeing that Situ Yi was about to take his mother away, Hua Feiyue turned around in a critical situation, and jumped onto the second lady by surprise.

Situ Yi was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Hua Feiyue was hugging the second lady recklessly, he really had nothing to do, so he couldn't help sighing.

He didn't do anything anymore, and stood beside him, his brows furrowed into a ball.

Luo Liuling's eyes were clear and cold, and there was a clear sneer on the corner of her lips.

Suddenly, Hua Feiyue's figure moved again. It turned out that it was the second lady who pushed him away.

Su pointed to Qianqian, and pointed far away, but Situ Yi's expression changed instantly.

Two people, one with a sad face and one with a pale face.

With such a slight movement, the second lady's forehead was covered with sweat, which further showed her morbidity.

"I'm going to rest, let's go!" The second lady's tone was light, as if Situ Yi was a piece of air.

Situ Yi calmed down for a long time, and his face slowly returned to the original calm: "I'm coming to see you tonight!" As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved suddenly, and he quickly disappeared from the sight of the three of them.

After walking a few steps, Situ Yi staggered. Situ Yi seemed to be very injured, and his back was nothing but a middle-aged man with vicissitudes.

The second lady turned her head, her expression was a little lonely, her eyes flashed, and she said quietly: "Feiyue, carry me to the room, I want to sleep for a while!"

"En?" Hua Feiyue immediately picked up the second lady and walked into the house.

Luo Liuling was sitting in the courtyard, watching the plum blossoms whirling and falling, all colors intertwined.

Winter is about to pass, and she has to leave here as soon as possible and return to her place.

After the second lady rested, Hua Feiyue took Luo Liuling to her house.

This island is full of home yards, and the environment is beautiful, not only winter plums, but also various flowers that bloom in winter.

In a plum blossom courtyard, Hua Feiyue led Luo Liuling to this courtyard. The courtyard faces north and is sunny, and the plum blossoms here were all planted by Hua Feiyue himself.

"Aren't you going to send a letter? There are pens and ink in the room." [

As soon as Luo Liuling heard it, he walked into the room quickly, and Hua Feiyue who was following behind smiled with his impatient look.

The room is not big, just right, and the layout is very pleasing to the eye.

I kept thinking about it in my mind, but the brush in my hand didn't move for a long time.

In such a posture, she stood upright for a while, and Hua Feiyue didn't bother her, just sat aside, eating nuts.

There are a lot of things to say, and a lot of things to explain, but in the end it turns into a few short sentences.

A total of three copies were written, one was from Shang, another was from Chu Yun, and the third was from Shui Qianjue.

Looking at the three letters, Hua Feiyue flicked, Yunguo and Nanguo with her fingertips.

These two big countries have letters.

What is Liu Yun's identity? He wanted to ask, but he still put the letter in his arms.