All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

Yan Weile looked at her, and said softly with an intoxicating deep voice, "I have also struggled before, and I have suppressed the feeling in my heart countless times, because I don't believe that I will fall in love with you, but Pearl, it was you who made me fall in love with you." I can't hide it anymore, the more I know about you, the more I'll sink in, I don't know when I will care about your every word and deed. 【26nbsp;】"

"Yan Weile, you are not allowed to lie to me, you must always be nice to me."

never change...

"Today, I, Yan Wei Le, swear to the blue sky and white clouds, and to the peach blossom forest, that I will never fail Zhuge Mingzhu in this life!"

"I believe."

How can Qiyin not be moved by a man who dares to swear his promise to Tianmeng, she believes, she has no hesitation anymore...

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It was originally a clear sky, but for some reason there was a sudden strong wind and heavy rain in the afternoon. Mr. Yan was worried that they would go down the mountain, so he let them stay in the temple for one night. They went down the mountain and returned to the city in the early morning of the next day.

The ground of the street was all wet, some uneven places had accumulated a little rainwater, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of Yan Mansion, the brocade curtain was lifted, and Yan Weile was the first to lean out and jump off.

"Don't get your shoes wet." Holding Qiyin, another princess hugged her in her arms, and the servants in Yan's mansion looked dazed and surprised. When did the relationship between the general and the young lady become like this? alright?Although I saw them having meals together these days, they had never had such an intimate act. Since they are tough guys like the major general, how could they use such gentle tricks.

Yan Weile put Qiyin down on the clean flat ground, and straightened the messy hair on his forehead, "Go in."

A figure slowly stood up from the corner of the wall, biting his lower lip with purple lips to endure the discomfort of his body, looked at the two people, and still shouted in disbelief: "Ayin..."

It's a very soft voice, if you don't pay attention, you may not be able to hear what he is calling at all.

Qiyin heard it keenly, turned her head reflexively, and saw Luo Qiyuan, who was dressed in a blue shirt, as if soaked in rainwater. It was still the face she was familiar with, but it was less energetic and bright. There was a hint of melancholy on his handsome face out of nowhere.

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