Legend of Fu Yao

The voice is low and elegant, with a smile that will never change.

Meng Fu shook a slap, and the hand that grabbed the railing couldn’t control it, and the slamming of the railing broke.

She raised her face, above, the gauze was rolled up by the maid, the man in the pavilion pressed the strings, and she smiled at her. Wufa was scattered in the wind with the light purple robes. The elegance was like a quiet moon, and the flow was like a high-altitude cloud. Unlimited, unparalleled in the world.

Sure enough, it is a beautiful woman, a male beauty!

The beauty pushes the piano, Man stepped over the pavilion, leaned slightly, and a face that looked more and more heart-sounding and quickened to breathe and suffocated slowly, close to the face of Meng Fu’s swaying cat, long eyelashes almost Sweeping to Meng Fu Sha, breathing the scent of the scent of the pine, and the cool breeze on the lake.

Meng Fu Sha almost almost swayed with the lake, muttering, "I am not hurting you every time..."

The voice did not fall, she was very indecent and sneaked in the scenery.

Yuan Zhaoxuan smiled and extended his white and slender hand and handed it to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu’s gaze fell on his palm, his skin was smooth and the lines were distinct. Hey, the wisdom line was straight and long, and the peerless intelligence... The emotional line was quite deep, just a little entangled... How many marriage lines? One……

She was untimely thinking about it. The man on the top of his head suddenly smiled and his fingers were gently pulled. Meng Fu waved and flew home. He crossed a twilight arc in the air and fell into the pavilion. She landed in the direction behind the gauze. Then I saw the slingshot stepping on the foot of a certain mouse and immediately found the real murderer.

When the murderer saw her crawling up, she ran away, and Meng Fu swayed the wolf and smacked it. When the guy struggled, he screamed his face to his furry body and cried. "Oh, Yuan Bao, oh yeah. Baby, oh my ingot, I want to die you..."

Poor Yuanbao adults struggled, still can not get rid of her claws, it struggled with sadness and looked back to Yuan Zhaoyu for help, Yuan students folded their hands and smiled and watched - and just saw Meng Fu shake a drop of water when a virtue.

After Meng Fufu smashed her infatuation and love for the ingot, she admired and loved each other. The white blood of the noble blood of the gods, the squirrel, the incarnation of the squirrel has become a wet mouse with a yellow and a white suspected lower hamster - Meng Fu Sha has already put his own dirty The painted face was wiped clean on it.

Meng Fu shakes this smile and let go of the fat mouse, and smashes the slingshot of the ghost.

The ingots rushed to the corner of the pavilion and looked at their own respect, giving a terrible scream.

"thump!"

A small spray splashed on the water.

The ingots who forced people into the water went to the bath and went to the bath.

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After revenge for the ingots, Meng Fu shook his body and leaned on the pavilion. Yuan Zhaoxiao smiled at her. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and the pale ultraviolet gown was covered like a cloud, and Meng Fu was wrapped up in a strict manner.

He clap his hands again, and there is a maid, and a small oven is placed on the side. The other layer of thick brocade behind the curtain is pressed with a stone, surrounded by four sides. The pavilion is warm and spring-like. After sending a set of clean clothes, Yuan Zhaoyi personally took it and put it on a few cases. He personally turned it over and didn't know what he was looking at before he handed it to Meng Fu Sha. Meng Fu shook his way. "You are so considerate." "I am going to change clothes, and I will listen to him. "Do you mind if you change?"

"Hey!" Meng Fu shook his big man and turned around. He was sternly rejecting such a fragrant request, but he saw Yuan Zhao’s fingers reaching out to the surface of the water, and then a wet dripping rat climbed up along his fingers. Auntie’s sneeze.

Meng Fu Sha was so angry that the guy who deliberately misinterpreted his face was black. He saw the wolf of the ingot look like a happy one. The appearance of a big man streaking is not as beautiful as usual. The white hair is gathered together and dripping wet. Water, a large piece of pink in the belly, Meng Fu shakes his fingers and bullets, Yuan Bao adults open their mouths and bites, Meng Fu shakes the big laugh, has already caught the Yuanbao adults, rushed into the curtain.

Leaving Yuan Zhaoqi like a smile and laughing at the pavilion, listening to the one who was born in the curtain that day, the mouse kept bickering.

"Hey, is the bath cool?"

"Hey!"

"Hey, can you speak people?"

"Hey!!"

"Oh, I forgot that you are a rat, can't say people, sorry, sorry..."

"squeak!!!"

Yuan Zhaoxuan listened slightly, and his face gradually floated up with a smile. Compared with his usual smoky smile, this moment his face was real and warm.

He smiled and looked at the veil - the fire of the oven was reddish, and the shadow on the bright yellow plaque, the beautiful neck, the long arms like the delicate jade bamboo, the waist was an amazing convergence, smooth and beautiful, and Further down, it is the moving arc of the general venting, together with the volt, is the clock of the creation.

The winter pavilion turned to the fire, and the brocade was vented. Someone did not know that they had been seen by the light. Suddenly, a side-by-side chest was drawn on the tabernacle, and it was hard to imagine a person’s body. It can be as good as it is, there is not much more in the slender, and there is not a point in the fullness.

Yuan Zhaoxuan has turned his eyes slowly and looked at the lake heart. He smiled slightly and said, "Is it possible to wear a tube top?"

"what!"

The shadow on the tabernacle jumped, and even when she saw her funny group, she was looking for a voyeuristic look at Yuan Zhaoxuan. Even she was wearing a tube top and knew that she had turned around and found the tabernacle tightly. I remembered how to get out of the light, and quickly extinguished the charcoal fire of the oven.

The fire was extinguished, the tabernacle was dark, and the living and fragrant female body was gone. Yuan Zhaoxuan was smiling... This charcoal fire is not a leisurely heating fire, it is a charcoal made of iron trees on the snow-capped mountains, and the fire is condensed. Solid God, but just arrogant, and other idlers can not afford it, although her martial arts is good, but it will not be finished again. Now, just right.

He sat down lazily, took up the white jade cup, looked up at the sky, and waited.

Sure enough, after a few moments, the tabernacle was stunned, and Meng Fu shook a big step out, his face was full of sorrow, and the **** eyes hated Yuan Zhaozhen, but unfortunately someone turned a blind eye and gave her a toast, saying, " Is it appropriate to wear?"

Meng Fu shook his face and said, "It’s too big."

Yuan Zhaoxuan slowed down a sip of wine, did not speak, Meng Fu Sha is proud, and suddenly he whispered, "I have personally grasped the size, how can it be too big? Is it your chest is small?"

......

Meng Fu shakes helplessly, and decides not to bicker with this ill-conceived guy on this issue. He sat down on his side and asked himself to take a cup of wine jug and hate him. "You really Despicable, seeing me fall into the water will not save."

Yuan Zhaoxuan smiled and said, "The most joyful thing in the world is that the beauty falls in front of the eyes, can be full of eyes, can share clothes, can also go to the fire together, if the beauty is so cold, you can also greet the sick couch waiting for the soup tea, some attentive , He Weifang is not tied to me? I am not a fool, why should I miss such a good opportunity?"

Meng Fu shaked his tone and began to listen to him. He was going to swear at him. He listened and listened to his face, but he felt that Yuan Zhao’s tone was half-tune and half-hearted. When he said that “He Yifang’s heart is not tied to me”, his eyes are flowing. It’s like laughing and laughing, and the lake is full of water and smoke, and it seems to flow back into his eyes.

Meng Fu’s heart also missed a shot, and suddenly remembered that Taiyuan Palace had changed that night, and the eyes of Yuan Zhao’s smile in front of the palace gate were gazing at the eyes. If there was a deep sense in general, it would always be like a layer of paper. Blurring, with a mysterious point that is daunting.

Or, it is not willing to poke.

Meng Fu shakes his breath silently, drinks the wine in the cup, and has turned the subject when he puts down the glass. "How come you are here?"

I didn’t think that I would meet Yuan Zhaoyu when I came to the Promise, but I didn’t expect it to be so fast. It’s like someone is sure that I will come, and I’m here to wait for her.

However, this thought disappeared in the brain, and Meng Fuyao felt that it was impossible. How did Yuan Zhaoyu know that he was going to come to the Promise? How can you guess that you will come to this palace? It’s a temporary reminder to appear here today.

She was thinking about it here, and she said, "I was originally the master of the Shangyang Palace and the general manager of this palace."

"Oh, the head of the yuan," Meng Fu smiled and looked at him. "Don't you invite me to visit this palace?"

"There are opportunities in the future." Yuan Zhaoyu took her hand. "Now I am going to a place with me. I think you must be very interested."

"where?"

"Green House."