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Chapter 237: Eyebrows and Rouge

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    "Do you think I have the charm to let my Zaier spare the Eight Clans with a wave of my hand? Why, relying on Zai Zai's sympathy degree that is so pitiful?"

    Oh my God, my Chocolate Alice pig, as a lotus flower at the feet of Buddha, speaks out this madness,

    If you make things difficult for a five-year-old doll like her, wouldn't Tiandao's father not care about it?

    "077 What are you talking about! Ben Lian does not allow you to say such unconfident words, who are you?

    You are the little pride of our npc world, the invincible cutie in the universe, you have to believe in yourself, you are the best, you can do it!  "

    What Folian said is called a spit, that is called a conclusive statement, that is called a violation of Lianxin, cough.

    He Liansi: ""

    "roll!"

    He Lian's wanton little face was no longer pink and tender, but black as coal, and he gritted his teeth and said this word.

    "Come on, Ben Lian, get out now!"

    With a "click", Folian slipped away, and fell into the mid-air Wahaha, lying alone in the corner,

    After a while, a golden slit appeared, and a golden lotus petal quietly floated out, dragging Wahaha up, and then quietly floated back into the golden slit.

    He Liansi: "" expressionless face.jpg

    Helian, a little girl, a little girl, just such a doll sitting on the bed, she has nothing to love in her life.

    "Paji."

    The little girl was wrapped in a small quilt, and her small body fell straight backwards. The whole small body was in the shape of a "big".

    Staring at the top of the warm yellow bed curtain above his head, his grape-like moist eyes blinked.

    "Tired, wantonly tired."

    Finally, after staring at it for a long time, the little girl grabbed the quilt with her short hands, covered her fluffy little head, tilted her little body,

    "Boom, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah~"

    The little girl's small body under the bed quilt was shaking, and her soft and waxy voice was crying.

    **

    General's Mansion.

    After midnight, the lights of the General's Mansion had already been extinguished, only a few bright lights at the corners of the corridor flickered in the evening wind.

    In a ruined firewood room, when the hidden compartments are pushed away, the walls shake, and a long and narrow corridor appears. Passing through the corridor, a dark room with a study layout appears in front of you.

    At this moment, sitting on the chair of the master in the study room in the dark room, a tall body was sitting. Wen Yi Guozi's face was gloomy, and his tiger eyes looked at the man in black who had been dead for a long time.

    The death of the man in black is not very good, his face is black, black blood overflows from his mouth, and one arm is twisted irregularly.

    Wen Yi's fingers resting on the grand master's chair knocked on the back of the grand master's chair again and again. In this dark room study, there was a "dong dong dong" sound, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

    "General, none of the people from this host came back this trip. How does the general plan to compensate the host for the loss?"

    On a pear-blossom wooden chair in the study room in the dark room, there is another person sitting. This person is holding an expensive fan and fanning it lightly. On the fan is a pair of ink and wash landscape paintings.

    It's obviously a man's body, but his face is painted with powder and his eyebrows are painted, with narrow and long eyebrows, fox eyes, and rouge on his lips,

    Wearing a peach-pink robe with peach blossoms embroidered on it, at first glance, people would mistake him for an opera singer in the Liyuan.

    ?Beside the pear-blossom chair where the man was sitting, there was a peach-pink paper umbrella quietly, and on the umbrella paper, there were also blossoming peach blossoms.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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