Frown on the gentle love, this wound is afraid to force sober their own stab bar, his Ryukyu, his Ryukyu, this silly woman, this is called him from the heart of the silly woman.

Dark eyes deep in the storm Shua spread, everywhere ice quickly melt.

Spring returns to the earth, and everything flies.

Lips slowly spread out a smile, the dark eyes deep pool, out of brilliant flowers.

As soon as he reached out, he hooked off xuanyuanche's head, and Ryukyu kissed him deeply.

How can she not love, how can she not love.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, and the ground is hot.

The wind blows over the cliff. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

In the fire of passion, the eyeballs around us fell to the ground.

So bold, so indifferent to worldly vision, this moon is so, so

Qingshui and others don't turn their heads from Qi Qi, and the parties don't avoid suspicion. How can they avoid suspicion? It's true, but they inadvertently sweep through the corner of their eyes in avoiding suspicion. There are three thousand weak waters, and only one scoop is taken. The promise that a person will give to the emperor is just amazing, so they are not shocked.

The world has never heard of it.

Murong Wudi, on the other hand, breathed a long breath. Fortunately, fortunately, otherwise, there may be no return today, not in the hands of beasts, but in the hands of their little princess.

Holding the faint green lotus, Dugu Ye looked at the neck of the green lotus, and a hand print. The green lotus was knocked unconscious by xuanyuanche.

Lifting his eyes, he saw the two people embracing each other on the cliff. Dugu Ye's eyes flashed dark. Such feelings, such feelings

Ten thousand Ren cliff, warm as summer.

"Cough, that ant..." In his passion, Yanhu suddenly coughs twice. He doesn't want to break their princes and princesses. It's just the cannibal ants behind him. This thing is terrible.

Slowly separated, dark on the dark red, no uncertainty, no suspicion, only trust, only affection.

"Go." Holding xuanyuanche's hand tightly, ryukue is full of high spirits.

Xuanyuanche tightly waved back to hold Ryukyu's hand. He would never hold the wrong person or hold the wrong person's hand again: "go."

Side by side, dark and red are matched.