MTL - The General’s Genius Daughter-~ 281: anger and anger
Bai Qianxue looked at Ji Jing strangely, but still refused her. "Well, try the food there."
Bai Qianxue doesn't know why. He suddenly doesn't want to go back, facing the flowers and the moon and the clouds.
He is a latecomer. Yun Shimo and Xuanji arrived earlier than him. Huaxiu Yue also likes Yunshi Mo. He is in front of her and only feels blocked.
The two came to the opposite Xueyue restaurant and sat down. Xiao Er sent the dishes. "Two guest officers... Hey, isn't this the white city master? Oh, welcome to the big car, this little two invites you. It!"
Bai Qianxue is a personal thing. Whenever he goes, people can recognize his silver hair.
"Small two is polite, no matter who I am, I am not qualified to make the second child break the fee, and I am willing to take it down." Bai Qianxue smiled and ordered a few dishes that were admired by Xiao Er.
Ji Jing does not care what to eat, as long as she can be with this man, she is satisfied.
The soup was quickly sent up. Ji Jing whispered while drinking soup: "Big Brother, you...do you have a fiancee?"
The average big family likes to get engaged with their children, so what she cares most is whether Bai Qianxue has a fiancee.
If not, then Ji Jing will boldly chase.
"No." Bai Qianxue is faint. Although Baijia is a very big family, he does not like to be bound by anything, so his father did not get him engaged.
"That... Big white brother has a favorite girl in his heart?" Ji Jing blinked and asked with a red face.
Bai Qianxue glanced at Ji Jing, Ji Jing’s eyes were big, although not as beautiful as Hua Xiu Yue, but it can also be called the depth of the stag fish. In general, Ji Jing’s character is more cheerful and lively than the flowering month. .
Although she is not as talented as her talents and qi, she also has her cuteness.
"Well... not yet." Bai Qianxue replied, but somehow, in answering this question, his mind flashed the shadow of the flower and the moon.
However, he knows that even if he likes to spend the month, he will not pursue it, because Bai Qianxue obeys the most natural rules. Huaxiu likes the cloud and ink, and Xuanji likes to spend the month, no matter how he does, he will not intervene. The feelings between them.
"Oh, what kind of girl does Big White like?"
Ji Jing blinked and naughty and smiled shyly.
Bai Qianxue looked at Ji Jing with a strange look. "What happened, suddenly curious to me?"
Ji Jing’s face is hot, but he doesn’t know what to say.
Bai Qianxue took the rice bowl sent by Xiao Er and handed it to Ji Jing. "The feelings are wonderful, very mysterious. I like it is a kind of unclear thing. I don't know what kind of woman I should like. ""
This less accurate answer has made Ji Jing feel confident. Although she is not good, I believe that some people will always like cute ordinary people.
Ji Jing smiled and took the bowl. "Thank you, Big Brother, Big Brother, try this kind of dish. This kind of golden Xi Shi can be delicious. It is my favorite food in Xuanyuan City."
Bai Qianxue looked at Ji Jing for a piece of pale gold meat. This meat was fried from very tender lamb and added a unique spice. It has a unique fragrance and is very popular.
"Thank you, but I don't like it... others give me leeks." Bai Qianxue was a bit sloppy, and Ji Jing was embarrassed.
"Then I won't make these mistakes, Big Brother doesn't mind."
Bai Qianxue smiled slightly, as indifferent as the heavenly sacred fairy, which made Ji Jing’s heart a strange sorrow.
She lowered her head and held back the water in her eyes. She hated that she was too stingy. She was rejected by Bai Qianxue. She actually wanted to cry...
Fortunately, Ji Jing finally couldn't stand it. He laughed and ate Bai Qianxue to finish the dinner.
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"What do you say? We lost the ten disciples of the Great Hall of the Eighth Temple of the Devil's Gate?" The main hall of the Devil's Gate, the top of the hall with a strange light, sits on the side of the red square table. A woman in a red dress!
"Yes, the door owner... Recently, the limelight of the cloud and the flowery month are very prosperous. It is shocking that Bai Qianxue has joined their ranks!"
The man next to me is careful.
Bai Qianxue?
The woman narrowed her eyes and passed a dangerous light. She slammed the table and smashed the thick square table into pieces, disappearing in front of the woman.
She is the owner of the Devil's Gate - Cang Ye.
The light is too dark, and the facial features of the leaves are faintly visible.
"The main anger of the door! Our eleven lords are preparing for a federation, and we plan to fight against the clouds and the flowers and moons! The doorkeeper, please rest assured that our plan must be sure of nothing, and will definitely be able to cloud and ink. Xiyue et al.
The man was trembled.
"A net is exhausted? Hey, the Holy Spirit is lower, do you think it is so easy to deal with?" Cang Ye smiled indifferently, the smile on the lips, has a cruel taste.
"The door master, our one door is the middle of the Holy Spirit, enough to deal with the cloud when the ink! And the flower habitat is also the lower level of the Holy Spirit, the other temple owners to deal with her more than enough, anyway, the door owner does not have to worry about it. ”
The man whispered softly, and there was confidence in the voice!
Cang Ye thought about it, but she seemed to be over-stressed.
However, the bottom of the flower season, she also learned that this flower season also summoned the top ten demon corps, such a woman, the explosive power is terrible, but think about the two holy gods in the magic door, The five holy gods do not have to fear the flowers and others.
"What is the bottom of the white snow?"
Suddenly, Cang Ye remembered the man and couldn’t help but ask coldly.
"Back to the Lord, Bai Qianxue's qigong has reached the middle of the Holy Spirit, but we have full confidence to kill all the groups!"
The voice of the man was a little old, and Cang Yeh screamed, and he stood up lazily. "These little things are handed over to you. The owner, I don’t want to hear the news of Huasuyue next time... ... yes, cloud time, catching the living."
The leaves were soft and authentic, and the man stunned. The doorkeeper has always been indifferent. Why is there a special loss from her voice this time?
"The villain obeys!"
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When Huasuyue led the Tianci back to the inn, it was already a child.
Godsend stalked the mysterious machine to pick the wild fruit, and the result was that Xuanji really took him out of the city, and the flowers and plants naturally followed.
Mysteriously gave a lot of gods a lot of gifts, the night is gentle, the sound of birds in the forest, there are also World of Warcraft haunted, but it is no harm, after all, Huasu Yue and Xuanji are high masters, where would you be afraid of such Warcraft?
Godsend is very happy, and has eaten a wild fruit, in fact, this wild fruit is called Tianling fruit, contains a lot of aura.
This kind of fruit is only found in the mountains.
Godsend was excited for a long time, and then agreed to leave the mountains to return to Xuanyuan City.
When Tianci returned to the room, he immediately jumped into the bucket that Xiaoji had prepared in the morning. After the grass was washed, he went to sleep on the bed.
Huasu Yue is trying to close the window a little, and then, I saw a man in black sitting on the tree behind the window.
The man has a hairy hair and floats in the wind.
The persevering facial features, the faint sorrowful ink, the tight lips, the burning flames of anger appeared in the eyes.
For the first time, Hua Xiyue saw such a cloud of ink and anger.
His whole face was stretched tightly, his eyes were disappointed, helpless, and he had an expectation.
Hua Xiyue glanced at the gods who had fallen asleep, and had to climb up the window and fly out. The robe was floating, and it fell to the side of the cloud, and the posture was beautiful like a fairy dancing.
“Is it angry?” Hua Xiyue raised his eyebrows and his voice was extremely gentle.
"An unmarried woman, when returning with a man, is very rude." Yun Shimo was so strong that he would press down the anger and look at the flowers and the moon coolly.
Hua Xiyue screamed and laughed. "Cloud time, you let me not mind your past, what do you mean by not minding the world? Now you say so, it is a contradiction."
The smile of Hua Xiyue makes the face of the cloud more cloudy.
"Woman, you provoke the king to be angry!"
When the cloud was in the ink, the big hand stretched over and slammed the back of the head of Hua Xiyue, and the hot lips fell.
The brain of Huasuyue is blank, only I feel that it is light and floating. How long has it been so intimate with Yunshimo? She doesn't remember, just this man, is it frustrated today?
She went out with Xuanji for so long, as a man naturally angry, otherwise his heart, there is no her.
The burning sensation spreads in the body, and the flowering month closes his eyes and silently enjoys his plunder. The faint medicinal scent is diffused in the mouth, so that he is familiar with the gentle feeling.
I don't know how long it took, Yun Mo ink let go of her, gently licking her hair, both of them have a little urgency.
Yun Shimo gently grasped her feminine hand. "Hey, I am going to find a master today. The master said that we may have no chance, or wait two years."
Hua Xiyue paused, and looked back at the clouds when the ink was so faint.
No matter whether she has a good impression on mystery, but in her heart, there is already a cloud.
"Do you believe?"
"Do not believe, so we will wait for the first eight months of the next month." Yun Shimo faintly.
Huasu Yue was surprised to open his eyes. Today is February 18, very close to the eighth day.
"but……"
"No, but our elders are not here, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, we will return to Changjing and we will do it again. This is not enough." Yun Shimo smiled and held the flower habitat. .
"Flower habitat, agree soon!"
He is like a child eager to get promised, looking at her excitedly, his anger has disappeared invisibly, anyway, this woman has him in his heart, regenerative gas is also useless, mysterious, can not take the flowers.
