Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 825 cousin (69)

Yu Chimu confidently smiled and picked up the flute, just about to go out.

However, I feel that I am running too close to the window of others to play the flute.

He saw Bai Weiwei boring with a pen on the paper doodle, could not help but walk over and reached for her wrist.

"Go, listen to me playing the flute."

Bai Weiwei looked disdainful. "What kind of flute is blowing, you are so rich and sour."

Yu Chimu’s face is cold, “Can’t listen?”

Bai Weiwei shook, for fear that he would torture her again and immediately stood up.

The threat came to an audience, and Yu Chimu finally confirmed that the perfect conditions for perfection were all complete.

Bai Weiwei was pulled to the old plum tree, sitting on the low branches, and the feet could touch the ground.

Yu Chimu leaned against the plum tree, and a son like a jade, the style of Fenghua is full.

He suddenly thought, "Why did you climb the tree last time?"

Bai Weiwei said a bit awkwardly: "It’s not that the little monk in the kitchen of the Dahuang Temple said that if you want more plum blossoms, you need to pick flowers. I don’t think the flowers in this tree are the most?”

Yan Chimu was simply laughed at by her reasons.

Just patronize eating, and even fortune has forgotten protection.

He couldn't help but tap the top of Bai Weiwei's head with a flute. "It's stupid. What is the use of picking flowers? You can use the money."

Bai Weiwei quickly slammed his head, his eyes fainted and stared at him.

When Yu Chimu shook his eyes, he turned his face, picked up the flute, and blew it gently.

The flute's song is the favorite song of the three emperors.

It was also the mother of the three emperors who died.

This song is very good, it is a gentle feeling of a girl who meets love.

It is also widely spread, so he blows this song and does not make people doubt.

This song should be too gentle and affectionate, and it is often used to confide in the love of a woman.

woman……

Yan Chimu couldn't help but look at his eyes again, but he saw Bai Weiwei holding his face in both hands, his eyes listening softly.

It seems to be very enjoyable.

This expression...

His heart moved, but he did not dare to look again, and continued to covet the flute.

However, my mind was somewhat distracted and did not pay attention to all around.

Until a figure slowly appeared on the edge of the plum tree.

A low-key light-colored robes, slender figure, stepping on the flowers, the movements are not uncomfortable with extravagance.

Bai Weiwei seems to be shocked and looks up.

I saw the gentle face of the man's face, listening to the flute very seriously.

System: "Three emperors, the male's golden finger, the white season, the future emperor of this plane."

In fact, the system does not need to say, she looked up and saw a golden crown on the top of the white season.

This is the legendary crown?

Glittering, too embarrassing.

Yu Chimu had been paying attention to the white season. As a result, Yu Guang went to see that Bai Weiwei was staring at the white season.

That focused look.

That gentle gaze.

When did she look at him so seriously?

When I was tossed the most in the bed, I didn’t look at him like this.

Is it the fall season?

In the heart of Yu Chimu, he was sour, and he breathed a few points. The sound of the flute sounded more euphemistic.

Bai Weiwei looked at the crown before he removed his eyes.

Then she went to see Yu Chimu, but found that the other side looked at her with an unusually gloomy look.

The dark eyes like a snake are about the same as eating people.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Raiders target is a black face when it is not in a word.

After the flute was blown, Yu Chimu did not want to continue to blow. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

(End of this chapter)