Chapter 89： Cannon fodder counterattack **** text (5)

The phoenix phoenix was slightly converged, and the long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under the eyes. Ye Si Nian’s eyes flashed, and his eyes flicked through the slender palms that stood in front of him.

The skin has a clear white sacral joint and a clear palm.

Ye Si Nian smiled and smiled at him, his eyes glory.

The man dressed by the Taoist priest suddenly brightened his eyes and smiled more sincerely.

I kept waiting for him to look at him. I only thought how to look at it was not pleasing to the eye.

Isn't he too careful, do not the Taoist monks are monks? But where does this person have a family member? At first glance, it’s a liar!

He bit his teeth in an unfair manner, and stared at the Taoist who looked straight at his own son with a smile on his face. He just wanted to rush to hit him with a peach blossom!

The eyes cast on himself were too hot, and Yess coughed youngly and said, "This is a long road..."

"The son calls the poor road purple beggar!" The man smiled and his eyes flashed: "It is too alienated to call the long road!"

The brow slammed into the eye, and Ye Sinian’s eyes flashed a strange singularity.

Purple Yuan...

In the information, the Taoist who finally saved Zhao Feixiao is not the name of Ziyuan...

In the impression, the image of the Taoist Gaoren, who is fluttering in the wind, is instantly broken. Ye Si-nian looks up at the handsome man in front of his eyes and looks tall, and his expression is subtly pumping his mouth.

The tall horse snorted and swayed the horseshoe on the bluestone street.

Xiao Yan sat outside the car, while carefully driving the horse and squinting his ears to listen to the movement inside the carriage, the whole body is ready to go, just listen to a little change and immediately pounce on it!

He really can't understand, and his own son, such a bright-blooded figure, how can he invite such a slick scam to return to the government?

Thinking of his family's affinity with others, Xiao Xiao sighed with resentment.

He also let him follow the son well, and there must be no mistakes, but the son of such a high-quality person is too easy to be deceived!

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Inside the carriage, the noble virginity of the noble son raised his eyebrows and squinted at the man sitting next to him, as if he was asking, the position opposite was so big, why did you come over and squeeze with me?

Apparently the slicker of the rivers and lakes liar micro-shrink, he looked sideways at the side of the perfect side of the face, the darkness of the ink-colored eyes.

"Cough, have not asked the son to honor the name of the name?" Purple Yuan straightened his back, his mouth opened his mouth.

"Zhao Lingqiu." Ye Sinian hooked his lips and sat in his arms and looked at him with his hands. He raised his eyebrows: "What is the meaning of Ziyuan?"

The breeze gently plunged into the window of the carriage, and the air seemed to smudge a faint scent of wine. The handsome and unparalleled man looked at himself with his head, and the phoenixes with the water were a little drunk.

Ziyuan looked straight at Ye Si Nian's face and was shocked to the general slightly open mouth for a long while.

Although the concentration of the wine in this era is not very high, it only drinks a lot, and the amount of alcohol of the original owner is not very good. Therefore, in the rickety carriage, Ye Si Nian can not help but be drunk and look even more. blurred.

Blinking in the blink of an eye, the blurred line of sight instantly became clear, and Ye Si-nian couldn’t help but laugh out when he was on the blind eyes.

Ziyuan instantly returned to God. He looked at the man who smiled and browed in front of him with a more delicate appearance. He only felt that the robes had been in a state of silence and he was beating, and the more he jumped, the more he jumped, the more he screamed. The sound almost echoed in the carriage.

But after all, the experience of the rivers and lakes is rich, but in the blink of an eye he comforted the heart of the hustle and bustle, could not help but lean forward slightly, and approached Ye Sinian in the direction of a little closer, the voice was low and said: "The meaning of the poor road is... ...Ling Qiuhong's starry movement, there must be a happy event in recent days, so I want to take a look at it to confirm."

Ye Si Nian smiled in his eyes, and he gave him a meaningful look, slowly extending his left hand and said: "This will take it!"

The throat was unconsciously rolled, and Ziyuan looked down at the hand that stood in front of him. The gaze of the hot emotions seemed to slid slowly along the sleek fingertips, slenderening his white fingers. A well-defined palm, covered with a layer of fine-skinned white wrists...

The burning gaze of going up was blocked by the wide sleeves of the ink-colored bamboo pattern, and Ziyuan quite stunned her lips.

The fingertips trembled, and the smile in Ye Si's sorrow almost swayed. He coughed a little, half of it was ridiculously and eagerly said: "Zi Yuan... Brother?"

The tail sounded like an unintentional pick, and Ziyuan couldn't help but slam a chill, but with a calm look, he had to smother the shudder.

With a light cough, Ziyuan wrinkled his eyebrows, and the expression on his face finally became serious and serious. He clenched his lips and reached out and held Ye Si Nian's hand.

The hand was like a white jade carving, and the fingertips were cool.

Gently pinching the fingertips and pulling the distance, Ziyuan hangs his dark eyes, and quickly squints at the man in front of him, and can't help but move his thumb.

There was a itch in the palm of his hand, and Ye Sinian subconsciously shrank back and forth, and a pair of slightly picking phoenixes widened and gave him a look.

In order to prevent him from pulling his hand away, the strength of Ziyuan’s hand unconsciously increased a few points. He licked his lips quite awkwardly, as if he had just done a small movement, he looked down and carefully observed the front. Hand.

Ye Si Nian turned his eyes.

"This..." Ziyuan frowned at inexplicably. He looked at Ye Si Nian’s hand and looked at it. It’s hard to understand: "No, how is this hand..."

"How?" Yessin sat up straight, and the distance between the two was close. He looked down at the hand he was holding with his hands, and his voice was low.

The purple eyes are full of incomprehensible moments, and they are replaced by surprises. The nose is lingering with the scent of wine, and the two sparkling phoenixes look straight up like they want to look deep into his heart.

The heartbeat is again chaotic.

Ye Si Nian seems to have licked his lips inadvertently, and the bright tongue tipped over the thin lips, as if it was coated with a layer of seductive water, the carriage was shaking, the legs of the two were inadvertently inadvertently I have been jealous of each other.

The pupil suddenly enlarged, and Ziyuan breathed a sigh, only feeling that the heart was as tight as it was.

After a long while, he finally found his voice, dumb and said: "Ling Qiu's palm... very strange."

"Oh? What a strange method?" Yesun did not feel anything. His fingers moved slightly, and somehow he easily pulled back his hand from the shackles of Ziyuan. At the fingertips, he had long sleeves and the distance between the two was instantly opened.

Ziyuan slowly tightened the empty palms, and the regrets of a sudden loss came to my heart.

When he licked his lips, the moment of loss in his eyes was replaced by excitement. The model was stunned and his eyes widened. He was excited to hold Ye Si Nian’s shoulders and his face was full of surprises: "Ling Qiu’s great marriage, Far from the horizon, you are close at hand!"

"咔"

The wooden wheels hit the roadside gravel, and there was a harsh noise. The carriage swayed violently.

Under the circumstance, Ye Siian rushed forward and rushed into the arms of Ziyuan.

The beauty sent a hug to the heart and almost stopped, and Ziyuan had not had time to enjoy the surprise. He listened to the sound of the horse and the car suddenly slammed a tail.

Instinctively protected the Huaizhong people, Ziyuan was slammed to the other side of the carriage.

The pupils swelled, and Yesi quickly reached out and grabbed the shoulders of Ziyuan. The waist was hard and the two were heavily squatting on the thick bedding.

"Well!"

There was a repressed suffocation underneath, and Ye Sinian’s heart suddenly tightened. He quickly reached out and held a support on the quilt. The tone was difficult to conceal: “Is there no injury?!”

The iron arm next to his back prevented him from sitting up. Ye Sinian couldn’t care for the other, keeping such a single hand on the side of Ziyuan’s face, anxiously watching the frowning man Look worried.

In the eyes of Ziyuan, his eyes flashed through a dark mang, and he wrinkled a face, whispering like a painful voice: "It hurts a bit on the back, but it doesn't matter..."

The heart is densely and painfully, and Yesian is completely robbed of his heart by his embarrassed look. Where else can he think of other things? He screamed back and forth and screamed at the car outside the car: "Come back!"

They were secretly slamming the curtains and aiming at them. The little cockroaches had been chilled for not being able to stand up for their posture. He glanced quickly at the thick bedding under them and glanced at his nose. Crooked.

But in the end, it was because of the fact that he did not have a good carriage. On the eyes of the last year, the small squad squashedly put down the curtain and sat down again to pick up the reins.

The carriage went to Zhaofu, and Xiaoyan carefully cared and gnashed his teeth.

The savage rivers and lakes old liar! If he didn't say the confession, could he let the carriage go wrong? !

The young master has never seen me before!

Waiting for Xiaoye! One day I will uncover the layer of skin that is pretending!

Ye Sinian frowned and looked back. He just wanted to sit up and look closely at what he was hurt. The line of sight inadvertently swept the thick bedding.

"..."

Purple Yuan tightened his waist and sneaked at him, his face still feeling painful.

Ye Si Nian's phoenix was slightly convergent, and he noticed the man's movements. His eyes were surging, but for a moment, the expression on the face switched back to worry.

"Is it painful?" Yesny reached out and leaned over to touch her hand. She touched her hand on her waist and said, "Let me!"

The warm palm was placed on the back of his hand, and the purple heart trembled, and unconsciously released his hand according to his thoughts.

The fundus flashed a trace of darkness, and Ye Si’s eyebrows were tight, his face was stunned and worried. He supported the arm on the side of Ziyuan’s face with a force, as if he did not realize that the posture was not right, he would be under the purple Turned over and sat directly on his lap.

Purple Yuan almost did not stretch the expression on his face, the palm of his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, the body also subconsciously tightened.

Ye Si Nian seems to have not noticed the abnormal reaction of the person under him. He bent down and carefully reached out to touch the back of Ziyuan. He touched his strong back muscles across the robes and did not press his mouth. Stop the tunnel: "Is it painful here? Or here?"

His face was red, and Ziyuan turned his head and looked straight at the pattern of the bedding under his body. He kept swallowing his mouth.

In the ear is the voice of the man who is anxiously worried. Ziyuan feels the weight of his body and the hands that are getting lower and lower, licking his mouth, and feeling in his heart that something is wrong. 2k novel reading network