Quickly transmigration bl : Cannon Fodder Counterattack System

Arc 8: Counterattack Of The Brother (16)

Dada’s hooves, crisp bird songs, oncoming winds... all kinds of sounds are in the ears, but there is no sound that makes people’s red eyes warm and heartbeat, Tsing Yi’s eyes are not squinting. With a carriage, I feel refreshed.

There is no such interference with the unharmonious voice. Although Xiaozhen still couldn’t help but guess what the two people behind are doing, but the mood is no longer so depressed, the whip makes a crisp sound in the air. With a light smile on his face, he went straight to the end of the road.

Behind the new carriage.

Ye Si Nian touched his chin and touched the right side of the chin. Not to mention the sound insulation performance emphasized by Zi Yuan. The generous and spacious shape and the intimate details of the whole place are worthy of 32 praises.

Don't mention the smugness of Ziyuan's face. He grabbed the waist of Yesi from the back, and a pair of ink-colored eyes sparkled. "How? Like?"

"Like." Ye Sinian turned his head and kissed him without twisting. He said: "Besides the purpose is not simple, I did not expect you to have this craft!"

Ziyuan heard that his chest couldn't help but be quite quite awkward. He proudly and proudly said: "This road has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but this is a small skill!"

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Unlike the sweet husband who is here, the other side of Li Bingxun only feels that the heart that was so hot and passionate has been thrown into the bottom of the glaciers without mercy. The pain of the heartbreaking is almost thick. Unable to open, he opened his mouth and found that he could not make any sound at all.

One of the parents in the room is the father of his birth, and the other is the elder who has the life-saving grace for him. Shouldn’t he be happy for her to receive the favor of his father?

As a beggar, isn’t it true that the father is so bad for her?

But why, the anger in the heart is burning more and more, the more burning, the more prosperous, let him want to completely tear the man who touched her, even if that person is his father?

He wanted to rush in and smash the man who was pressing on her to the ground. He wanted to grab her shoulders and ask her why? !

Why do you give up even for my life, but now I am turning around under other men. Happy? !

Is it... Is it a gentle word, isn’t that the one who wants to take care of himself, is it just wishful thinking?

Do not! The facts must not be like this! This is definitely a helpless move!

Li Bingxun’s chest was vigorously undulating twice. His palm was stabbed by his nails. He was bleeding down the red blood. He didn’t care. The red eyes were like a hail. They looked at him and stared at him. The old eunuch.

The old **** stunned, and the momentum that was ready to go was suddenly loose. He shrank his neck and dared not look at him with his eyes.

"I have not been here." Li Bingxun opened his mouth with a blank expression, and his voice was hoarse and low, like a cold chill with a quiet place.

Feeling that life was threatened, the old **** was busy nodding, and lowered the voice: "The king is relieved! The old slave did not see anything!"

After hearing a satisfactory reply, Li Bingxun finally looked back and took a deep look at the closed door. More and more intense wheezing and suppressed exclamations came into his ears. He clenched his teeth tightly. Take a breath.