I can’t believe what I overheard. The king said you could believe it.
you
I said, can you believe it? Kaswell looked up. She could feel her eyes full of banter when she was breathing, and then she became evil and unruly.
Cass
Ha, ha, ha, you can believe it if you want. Wang has no problem with it. Cass closes his eyes, so he stretches his legs, yawns, whistles lazily, and plays the role of relying on others. Taifei asks these old things to break the sesame valley fart.
Taibianfei
Sooner or later, I have to give you a princess. Speaking of this, Cass’s heart trembled but his eyebrows were suddenly raised. Unfortunately, it was not his son, Han Yan, who held up his powder fist and looked at him leisurely. He laughed and deserved to swallow his saliva. After years of hating her, he still refused to believe it and hoped that he would lie to her. It seems that she is crazy.
Yes, my son, I, Mo Xie, a lovely baby, and you have nothing without Cass.
Like him, right?
No, not like a little bastard at all.
I’ve never seen you be such a mother, not like him, just like you. You gnash your teeth. Who do you hate? Cass is curious. Rub his eyebrows. Inadvertently, he sees her eyes filled with hatred and suddenly has a crazy idea. He wants to see what her son looks like.
Everyone in the Dragon Palace said that the son was an evil seed, and I was stealing Han and raising evil seeds outside.
They bully you.
Cass suddenly clenched his fist and nervously glanced at her heart to his throat.
I don’t dare to bully, but I can bear it when others say I’m a bastard. It’s not like his father to call me Baobeichang.
Who is that like?
Like you, Korea curled her lips deliberately and said to him in a bad way, as if she were tempted and as if she were teasing. Watching him panic and change his face made him feel very good. Cass, Cass, you don’t know how much he looks like you. You are like that little guy when he was a child, right?
Like me.
Hmm. How interesting
What, like me, Kass’ face suddenly turned into a ball and his eyes suddenly pulled Korea’s crooked sleeves and asked how he could be like a king?
hiccup
What are you talking about? Like Cass, I asked her what a joke made Cass’s eyes bloodshot and furious, and asked her anxiously if you lied to me that night.
not
I, have you kissed your son? Is it me?
It’s Mo Xie
Korea’s crooked improvement pushes rough hands, smiles gently and sadly, and estimates evil, saying that if I say anything casually, you will take it seriously
That’s like me
Xiaowa said that whoever she looks like will grow up like who she is, but it’s clear that you are crazy to think about it. It’s not Mo Xie. He will hurt his jokes so much.
you
Come on, he was tricked. Cass lost his strength and lay on the cold bed. A few silver needles trembled all over. Close your eyes and calm down that excitement. It’s not him. It’s not him. It’s not him. Cass, don’t be paranoid.
You say that I am Mo Xie’s wife, no matter how many concubines he has, I am a husband, my son and his father. You take good care of yourself, because when you have enough trees in Wang Dou, I will probably help my husband flatten you. The Snake Palace told you to throw a bloody handkerchief at his sleeve and push the hut door away from Kirin.
Cass stared at the slim figure with misty red eyes for a long time, and it was hard to breathe. She was no longer him.
The cigarette curled up and snuffed away from a few people’s homes, but the smell of smoke made Korea feel like a living person. The Dragon Palace was luxurious and unrealistic, and it was incredible to go for a walk occasionally, but I didn’t know that this strength came from her deep hatred.
kylin
Let’s say, my little unicorn pursed her lips, and her bright smile lingered around the corners of her mouth. He was the mysterious dark guy who couldn’t guess when he was talking about it, but he was faintly ventilated.
Will you tell my husband Mo Xie about my saving Cass?
Keke
After all, your brothers are afraid that I will sue him, but Korea paused, suddenly hung its head and grabbed Kirin’s small skirts and drooped its ears, but I still hope you don’t tell him that it’s fine now and don’t want him to be awkward.
Ha, ha, ha. I don’t know little Nicole. She’s free and easy, daring and fearless, and she’s becoming more and more mature today.
Because of me, my baby
Do mothers need to be mature and forbearing?
Maybe, at least being a mother is no longer just thinking about loving men, but also loving little things. Her love has become broader and broader. Korea has gathered a touch of green but graceful, and the pine unicorn slowly shuttled through the Woods for half a ring before turning to the topic. Kirin has always been a problem that bothers me. I don’t know when to ask it or not.
Don’t ask again
I’m afraid of embarrassment if I ask, and I’m afraid of regret if I don’t ask.
Then you ask, if Wang is not embarrassed, Kirin seems to shrug his shoulders, turn around and aim at her hesitant eyes and smile very freely.
Did you ask Mammy Xiao about my life experience when I was at the Embroidered Women’s Workshop?
exactly
Kirin did not hesitate to admit it, and then added that because Wang did not believe that Ni would be a prostitute like Xiao Nishang, she just wanted to verify her doubts.
Then Kirin knew that I was not a phoenix, but Korea.