He got up again and said, "wait a minute, I'll send someone to buy your favorite liqueur..."
All the men in the army are hot-blooded men. They like to drink the strongest wine, and the ones prepared naturally are of this kind.
Ji Yueyi pulls him: "forget it! Don't make this special for me... " She took him by the corner of his dress, looked at him up and down, and sipped her lips: "you seem black and thin Is it hard to fight? "
JunLiu night has been looking at her, eyes light flow, suddenly sighed, hold her in the arms, chin in her head rub rub rub: "no hard, Jiyue, you come to me not hard at all."
……
"Big God, you say, does Ji Yue have a good case of insanity and amnesia?" Ning Xuemo and Shen Jiuli are floating on the top of the tent. No one can see them. She is looking down and judging by the way.
God Jiuli glanced at the two people embracing each other and said, "if she really loses her memory, it's good."
Ning Xuemo sighs, this is!
The following two people hate their family feud across such a heavy country. If Ji Yue doesn't lose her memory, how can she be with him again?
I came to see him. If she really lost her memory, then those injuries would not exist for her
But did she really lose her memory?
Ning Xuemo looks at JunLiu at night. He may have noticed Ji Yue's abnormality, but he doesn't know how he feels now
The madness of the beloved is finally cured, and he finally has the opportunity to explain to her, but she has lost her memory again. Seeing her appearance, she can't remember those injuries at all. How can JunLiu night explain to her?
Ning Xuemo is speculating there. Suddenly, his hand is tight. The voice of the great God rings: "no need to see. We will go out and wait."
Ning Xuemo shakes God, and people have come to the tent.
"Big God, this memory is so clear, it's obviously the key point. I think we should see the whole process." Ning Xuemo is still a little reluctant.
"I don't like you staring at other men," he said. Don't worry, they will come out. "
The possessive desire of the great God --
Ning Xuemo is helpless: "it doesn't matter if you don't let me see it? Let's go and listen? "
God nine Li looks at her, suddenly slowly smiled: "snow Mo, originally Hello this one."
Ah? Which one?
Rather snow Mo unknown so.
"You like to listen to the corner of the wall --" God Jiuli opened his mouth, smiling rather than laughing.
Ning Xuemo: "..." How can the big God be obscene when he says something that is quite bright?
"Ji Yue, how did you get here?" In the wind comes the voice of JunLiu night.
Ning Xuemo is stunned. She is 200 meters away from the sleeping tent. According to the truth, no one in the tent can speak.
She took a look at God Jiuli, and he took her to sit down easily: "since you want to listen, listen here."
It turned out to be the ghost of God.
In other people's memory, I can still do what I want. Except for the great God, there is probably no other person who can do it
Ning Xuemo fell in the arms of God Jiuli, listening to the corner of the wall with great brightness, and praising him with satisfaction: "God, you are really abnormal!"
"God nine Li doesn't think so:" Thanks for your praise, my husband will practice metamorphosis again in the evening. "
Ning Xuemo: "..."
Well, she doesn't quarrel with the God. Pay attention to the corner of the two people in the tent.