Legend of Fu Yao

I quit. ”

"You quit, how did you go after returning to Taiyuan?" Meng Fu stared at him, thinking of Yunzhi's deep-hearted adoptive father. If Yunzhi traced out of the Zhenwu Conference halfway, what kind of treatment would he receive?

She sighed softly, patted the cloud mark, said, "Nothing, rest assured," she smiled. "I might have met Yan Feng, that's right, he was hurt."

She was silent, remembering the cellar, she closed her eyes and felt the swallow's hand gently touched her face and neck. At the moment she was about to burst, she suddenly felt that her hands touched her wrist, then, fingers To force, pull the chain buckle slightly.

What did he want to do at the time?

Why is he... didn't take off her clothes first?

Also, he really raised for martial arts, and the disgusting old man...

Meng Fu sighed slightly and put his hand on his eyes. He didn't want to think about these problems anymore. No matter what he wanted to do, whether he intended to let her go, no matter how much he sacrificed his sacrifice, he only asked for a strong kill. It is unforgivable to steal her behavior.

Love is perfect, not to take advantage of it, but unfortunately some people never understand.

She was musing and looked indifferent. The cloud marks looked at the bright and bright Meng Fu’s sudden and sullen expression. Some were not used to it. I subconsciously wanted to talk about some relaxed topics. I thought about it and laughed. "Yes, I heard the Golden Temple. The arbitration has reached the border of Tianzhu, and the emperor sent him to pick it up. As a result, the people of the Ministry of Rites saw a good show there..."