Qian Duoduo touched the melon, stretched out his slender claws, climbed up long Yutian's neck, and then hopped his feet on the ground twice, directly jumped on his back, like an octopus, and stuck it on.

"Hello, Qian Duoduo, what are you doing?"

Long Yutian was startled and yelled, but he could not help dragging her two legs to avoid her falling.

If other women had dared to do this, he would have slapped and flew out.

Qian Duoduo squinted and murmured sleepily: "I'm really tired. Ah San, you can carry me for a while."

Then he put his hands around his neck and almost strangled him.

Even so, the little woman behind him was very dishonest, some sleepy, and some hungry, so she pulled his hair and scratched his ears.

The more you go to Beijing, the more people gather.

Long Yutian felt that the little woman behind him was leaning on her back, and her saliva was dripping around her neck. People passing by also pointed at him and cast curious eyes.

He felt very uncomfortable.

Anyway, I am also the Third Prince of a great hall. It's not proper for me to carry a woman down the stream in public.

In the future, when he wants to go out to worship the heaven or the Fengchan ceremony, his integrity will be broken!

"Dor, you come down. It's a girl's home. It's hard to see." Long Yutian's tone is very good.

Qian Duoduo shook his head and said reasonably: "I'm not ugly. I bury my face in your neck. They can't see me."

“.。。” Long Yutian has no words to ask the sky.

You're not ugly, but I'm ugly, OK!

He didn't talk too much about this rogue woman. He stopped and threw her on the ground. He was black faced and serious: "go by yourself, don't be coquettish."

Qian Duoduo's eyes slightly closed showed a little gap, which is clever, no reply, nodded.

But the next second, people directly ignore long Yutian, sleepwalking general to long Muchen's side, pulled his cape, soft to: "fourteen, tired."

Long Muchen helplessly shook his head.

You miss him when you're scolded? It's such a small thing.

But looking at her silly and cute appearance, he was not willing to say a word to her, rubbed her hair: "I carry you back?"

Qian Duoduo shook his head: "No. The back is uncomfortable. Ah San's back is so hard that it makes me die. "

Long Yutian almost lost his breath and vomited blood!

Just now, I don't know who was so angry that I didn't want to come down! Now it's picky.

You think uncle 14 will carry you.

He is king Chen! It's the God of war! The cheers, the number of appearances, and every time they return triumphantly, they have to accept the people's kneeling.

How is it possible to recite a little girl movie in a busy market.

Long Yutian can't help but feel YY in his heart.

However, Qian Duoduo looks like a mother with milk. He goes to find long Muchen, which makes him very unhappy.

Let want to stretch out a hand to pull money to come over of time, who know long Mu Chen but first he one step had an action.

Instead of carrying money on his back, he bent down and held her up.

"Is that more comfortable?" Longmuchen focus on looking at money, as if don't care about the people beside, cast what kind of eyes.

The small Ni son ordered to nod, Za Za mouth, directly buried the head in long Mu Chen chest.

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