MTL - The Feast-v2 Chapter 133 : As long as you are alive

"I don't really know anything at all." Duan Tingxuan lamented: "The food is also good. You see, the saints say that color is just as important as food. You are my wife. If you don't give me the chance to get close, You cough in your body, then I ask myself if I am good to you, and if you look at Xiaoye, I am like a jade, a high-powered family, no matter what your identity, anyway, you are not wronged. You are right, but you are the right person, I don’t want to laugh, no matter how funny, when I go to the crucial moment, I will run away like a fish. No, the fish is still good. More often you are a tiger. Is there a small number of ankles to stay?"

Seeing that Xiao Houye said that the more he was wronged, the warmth of the Soviet Union quickly stopped: "Call and stop, I will ask you, since you think so on weekdays, how do you want to open this time?"

Duan Tingxuan’s original grievance was suddenly a condensate, and then slowly recovered Shen Su, Su warm and even can see a trace of fear from the unfathomable peach eyes, she suddenly understood.

Sure enough, I only listened to Duan Ting Xuan: "Why, because I almost lost you today. When I heard that you were attacked by the fierce attack at Pushan Temple, you don't know, my whole person almost collapsed and exploded, you thought Why did the Prince leave me? It is because I can't play any role even if I stay in the East Palace. On the way to my Pegasus, it should be no more than an hour, but that is the most painful and painful in my life. For a while, I didn't dare to think about your end, but my mind always turned a five-step scene of your blood. Warm, I was almost crazy, I discovered that at that time, I didn't need it. What kind of skin is close to the fish and water, as long as you are still by my side. It is enough, as long as God still let you live, even if it hurts, ruined the appearance, lost the mind, it doesn't matter, as long as you are still alive. Let me keep your hot arms in your arms. Just fine, enough."

"Hey, I’m fed, I’ve got a disfigured dementia, you can’t think of me.”

Su warmed and screamed with a small fist. In the eyes, it is a glittering flash: hateful, Duan Tingxuan is so embarrassing, the dog blood is so sudden, it is unpredictable. How to do a good heartbeat. Su warm, you won't be so good, you can't do it. To hold on, the more sweet words on TV than this one, you should listen to how much immunity should be enough.

"Then I don't know that you will be so embarrassed. By relying on a dozen monks in the Pushan Temple, you can drag nearly 100 fierce to this moment and still have the upper hand." Duan Tingxuan knows that his wife's personality is strong. If I was so moved by my own tears, I wouldn’t decide how to take him out in the future, so I quickly put away my heart and eyes. Let her transfer the topic.

"These fierceness is far worse than you, hehe. Let you burst into the wind like a wind." Su warmed his mouth, spit the dog to help the public "weak wind" fighting power.

"What kind of jokes are almost collapsed at the time, seeing that you are fine, this will restore your senses~www.novelbuddy.com~ Otherwise, these gangsters don't want to have a living. Even so, the raging anger in the chest has to be vented. So, it will be played very often, just use the meal to kill them. Now you know that you are always letting you, so that you can make this woman a few rebellious successes, I feel more grateful, it is good for you. ""

"Ok"

Su warm and wink, Xiaohouye, who was trapped in the happiness of Fugang, was not good. He immediately turned his breath: "I was too worried about it at the time. Although these fierceness are not as good as me, but others are also I don’t have the pity that I have for you, I’m really embarrassed, and it’s delicious to pack up a group of women and children who don’t want to play with a dozen or so monks.

"You really treat me as a foodie that you can't take care of." Duan Tingxuan smiled and showed that he could not be moved in front of the business. Although the pickled fish and the pot of meat would sound drooling, but always go on like this. He did not let the warmth of the Soviet Union look flat. To be continued

Ps: Well, is it a very touching confession? In fact, I really don’t really write romance.

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