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

"mother.
After saying something shyly, he held Luo Zihan's hand, with a soft and charming expression on his face, which made Luo Zihan's heart flutter.

At the age of 22, Luo Zihan married a Princess of Shuiyue and didn't even have a concubine.

Once Hua Shuang tried to find some beautiful concubines for his eldest son, but they were all stopped by Shuiyue crying, making trouble and hanging himself.

For a while, no one dared to find any concubine for the eldest young master, that would be asking for their own death. [

Luo Liuling rolled his eyes, and a fat woman in red clothes came into view.

This is not the woman from last time, marriage, huh, she wants to let them, she will not marry any one of them.

Seeing that today's protagonists are all back, the atmosphere is even more climax.

One by one, they quickly flattered, for fear that they would be one step slower than others.

What we want is this kind of atmosphere, what we want is this kind of excitement.

Luo Liuling rolled his eyes, and before he could step out, a pair of big hands clasped his shoulders.

In the elegant mist-like starlight, with lips as graceful as cherry blossoms and skin as delicate as porcelain, it was Shui Qianjue who had a charming smile on his face. Although he had a charming smile on his face, his tone was very cold.

"Don't do stupid things, your life will be at stake."

This coquettish girl actually saw through what she wanted to do at a glance, but she stopped it for a while, but couldn't stop it for a lifetime.

She just wanted to make herself unable to get married, no matter if the other party was disabled, dying, or looking for a bride for joy, she would not dare to think of her.

Luo Liuling stomped heavily on Shui Qianjue's feet, using so much strength that Shui Qianjue grinned in pain, his face twisted into a ball.

No one can stop what she wants to do, and whoever blocks it will go to hell.

Perhaps shocked by Luo Liuling's gaze, Shui Qianjue slowly let go of his hand.

Seeing Luo Liuling walking forward step by step, with a bleak beauty on his back, a peerless demeanor was reflected in Shui Qianjue's eyes.

Pulling a bright flower casually, Luo Liuling had a wicked smile on his lips.

Towards the smiling woman surrounded by women.

The petals slowly falling from the flower tree, one petal, two petals, fell on her hair and on her shoulders.

Luo Liuling didn't pat off the petals that fell on his body, and his footsteps got closer and closer.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Liuling's mouth twitched. [

"Mom...mother."

The tone is extremely vague, as if the teeth are not fully developed, and the words that are spoken are completely leaking.