Peach red robes, a blue silk hanging waist, face as beautiful as peach, but it happened to hold a whip, more heroic.

That person is not others, it is Lin Xuezhi.

"Miss Biao, life is not easy. You'd better not kill it at will!" Lin Xuezhi looks at Fuduo with a smile.

Her voice fell, and there was a sudden cheering around her.

Fuduo turns over and dismounts. He doesn't care to talk to Lin Xuezhi. He asks the coachman to talk to Lin Xuezhi in a hurry and runs into the carriage to find LAN Ying'er.

Blue Ying son pain of present half kneel posture, she simply can't kneel down, carriage too bumpy.

Blue Ying son oneself still don't know, deep absorb already wet outflow.

Fuduo was surprised to grow up and went out to shout: "hurry back to LAN's home! Go back

The coachman is still talking with Lin Xuezhi. Hearing this, he quickly gets on the car and wants to drive the horse. But when he thinks that the horse has just gone crazy, and he doesn't dare to act without authorization, he asks Fuduo.

Fuduo was worried about LAN Ying'er's stomach. He held LAN Ying'er's arm and said, "what a fart! Dead horses should be used as live horses, too! "

"Ah..." LAN Ying'er can't wait any longer. She cries in pain.

This voice made Fuduo worried.

Lin Xuezhi saw this couch on the carriage, steady to the coachman said: "the horse will not have an accident, Miss Lan's body and fetus is more important, you can rest assured to drive the horse."

Coachman smell speech know, drive carriage quickly return to blue home.

Fuduo looks at Lin Xuezhi who gets on the carriage without permission. He refuses, but he can't care about LAN Yinger because she is too dangerous.

after all, the horse is really tamed, isn't it?

However, the appearance of Lin Xuezhi is too strange, and it's too easy to clean up the horses. It's hard not to let people think about it. What's more, it's more likely that this play is Lin Xuezhi's own directing and acting.

Fuduo looks at Lin Xuezhi's eyes under his mask, bright and dark.

Lin Xuezhi seemed to feel the gaze of fuduoduo. Her face was so small that she asked: "what is Miss Biao doing when she looks at me like this? I'm not wearing a mask like you. "

"Oh, I'm joking," Fuduo said faintly, pulling the corner of his lips. "I was surprised by Miss Lin's makeup for a while. As for the question of wearing a mask or not As the saying goes, everyone's face is a mask. My mask can't compare with the real face of those who have a bad heart. "

She meant something, and Lin Xuezhi's face froze.

"Miss Biao doubted me?"

"How can it be? I prefer to believe that Miss Lin is very capable," Fuduo said with a cool smile. "But if someone bullies my sister, I won't be soft handed."

Lin Xuezhi's face is full of waves.

Blue Ying son painful facial expression is very white, tightly grasp the hand of blessing much more, weak way: "much more, I fast can't hold."

Fuduo gritted his teeth and beat her up: "if you can't hold it, you can't bear it."

"Not yet, not yet..."

"You don't care if it's going to last! You fool! If it has to come out, can you give it back? " Fuduo also thinks that Lan Ying'er is simply terrible.

Lin Xuezhi looked at it quietly, without saying a word, very silent.

Fuduoduo just roared, blue Ying son is a burst of painful howl.

Fuduo's heart trembled and covered her mouth: "save your strength. If you don't have strength later, no one can help you."

Lan Ying Er nodded and clenched her teeth.

There was a click.

"Ah..." Fudo screamed in pain.