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Actually The cloth of this dress is so good. If you think about it with your toes, you know that it's not for him to move, and he doesn't deserve to wear such a good dress.
It should be the clothes of other men in the palace
Hun Jun is still very angry. I'm afraid he didn't dislike his hand and dirty this dress?
Qiao Yanran listened to his words, deeply felt that they were not on the same channel at all, and they were just talking with each other.
She was worried about his foot injury, which was quite serious. She had to stay in bed these two days and couldn't walk around.
Yesterday, he was supposed to serve her, but in the end, she served him
Hua Mo Chen lowered her head. For a long time, she didn't hear Qiao Yanran speak. She raised her head a little and glanced at it with the remaining light. Then she saw that the faint gentleman stretched out his hand.
Is this to hit him?
Hua Mo Chen lowered his head and did not dare to dodge.
However, did not expect the ears of Ba son ring, Qiao Yan Ran stretched out her hand to hold him up, to the big bed.
"You've been living here for a while these two days. You can't walk around without my orders. Do you know?"
Qiao Yanran looked at him with her eyes closed, waiting to be beaten. She gently rubbed his hair and said, "I'm also worried about your feet. I'm afraid I'll leave something behind."
Hua Mo Chen lowered her head and shook her curly long eyelashes.
He never hesitated to hurt his body, and no one cherished him, because He's just an insignificant life.
Well, there was a long, stuffy sound.
No, he can't be confused by these appearances.
Qiao Yanran rubbed his soft hair, picked up a wisp of it, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said in a low voice, "Princess Ai is very fragrant."
Hua Mo Chen replied honestly: "petals are put in the bath, and they come out."
Qiao Yanran
It's really sincere.
It seems different from the information she received? Has the three princes cultivated such a sincere spy after so many years?
She reached out and took the robe from the desk, made a gesture on her body, and said, "what do you think of this dress?"
Hua Mo Chen raised her head and looked at her drawing this dress.
The fabric of the clothes is extremely top-notch, and the annual output is also scarce. The whole country of Cheng is up and down. I'm afraid only the Imperial Palace has some stock. The workmanship is also extremely fine. The embroidery on the clothes is very lifelike, which is very good in any way.
He praised the dress.
"Does the princess like it?"
“…… I like it. "
Flower Mo dust thought for a while, or said the answer.
Qiao Yanran throws clothes to the flower Mo dust on the bed, "love imperial concubine like good, change on, I will take you to use breakfast later."
Hua Mo Chen took over the clothes. For a moment, there was some consternation in her eyes.
Is this dress really for him?
[diddiddidi: huamochen's liking degree is + 10, and the current liking degree is - 95. Please make persistent efforts. 】The sound of xiaoyuwan rings in Qiao Yanran's ear.
Qiao Yanran after hearing, picked pick eyebrows, noncommittal.
Hua Mochen intends to open the quilt to change clothes, looking at the position of HunJun standing in front of him, looking at him, without any intention to avoid suspicion.
His grip on the clothes tightened.
Finally, the bedding was lifted.
These days, he has been seen and touched. In front of her, he seems to have no privacy.
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Actually The cloth of this dress is so good. If you think about it with your toes, you know that it's not for him to move, and he doesn't deserve to wear such a good dress.
It should be the clothes of other men in the palace
Hun Jun is still very angry. I'm afraid he didn't dislike his hand and dirty this dress?
Qiao Yanran listened to his words, deeply felt that they were not on the same channel at all, and they were just talking with each other.
She was worried about his foot injury, which was quite serious. She had to stay in bed these two days and couldn't walk around.
Yesterday, he was supposed to serve her, but in the end, she served him
Hua Mo Chen lowered her head. For a long time, she didn't hear Qiao Yanran speak. She raised her head a little and glanced at it with the remaining light. Then she saw that the faint gentleman stretched out his hand.
Is this to hit him?
Hua Mo Chen lowered his head and did not dare to dodge.
However, did not expect the ears of Ba son ring, Qiao Yan Ran stretched out her hand to hold him up, to the big bed.
"You've been living here for a while these two days. You can't walk around without my orders. Do you know?"
Qiao Yanran looked at him with her eyes closed, waiting to be beaten. She gently rubbed his hair and said, "I'm also worried about your feet. I'm afraid I'll leave something behind."
Hua Mo Chen lowered her head and shook her curly long eyelashes.
He never hesitated to hurt his body, and no one cherished him, because He's just an insignificant life.
Well, there was a long, stuffy sound.
No, he can't be confused by these appearances.
Qiao Yanran rubbed his soft hair, picked up a wisp of it, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said in a low voice, "Princess Ai is very fragrant."
Hua Mo Chen replied honestly: "petals are put in the bath, and they come out."
Qiao Yanran
It's really sincere.
It seems different from the information she received? Has the three princes cultivated such a sincere spy after so many years?
She reached out and took the robe from the desk, made a gesture on her body, and said, "what do you think of this dress?"
Hua Mo Chen raised her head and looked at her drawing this dress.
The fabric of the clothes is extremely top-notch, and the annual output is also scarce. The whole country of Cheng is up and down. I'm afraid only the Imperial Palace has some stock. The workmanship is also extremely fine. The embroidery on the clothes is very lifelike, which is very good in any way.
He praised the dress.
"Does the princess like it?"
“…… I like it. "
Flower Mo dust thought for a while, or said the answer.
Qiao Yanran throws clothes to the flower Mo dust on the bed, "love imperial concubine like good, change on, I will take you to use breakfast later."
Hua Mo Chen took over the clothes. For a moment, there was some consternation in her eyes.
Is this dress really for him?
[diddiddidi: huamochen's liking degree is + 10, and the current liking degree is - 95. Please make persistent efforts. 】The sound of xiaoyuwan rings in Qiao Yanran's ear.
Qiao Yanran after hearing, picked pick eyebrows, noncommittal.
Hua Mochen intends to open the quilt to change clothes, looking at the position of HunJun standing in front of him, looking at him, without any intention to avoid suspicion.
His grip on the clothes tightened.
Finally, the bedding was lifted.
These days, he has been seen and touched. In front of her, he seems to have no privacy.
Actually The cloth of this dress is so good. If you think about it with your toes, you know that it's not for him to move, and he doesn't deserve to wear such a good dress. It should be the clothes of other men in the palace Hun Jun is still very angry. I'm afraid he didn't dislike his hand and dirty this dress? Qiao Yanran listened to his words, deeply felt that they were not on the same channel at all, and they were just talking with each other. She was worried about his foot injury, which was quite serious. She had to stay in bed these two days and couldn't walk around. Yesterday, he was supposed to serve her, but in the end, she served him Hua Mo Chen lowered her head. For a long time, she didn't hear Qiao Yanran speak. She raised her head a little and glanced at it with the remaining light. Then she saw that the faint gentleman stretched out his hand. Is this to hit him? Hua Mo Chen lowered his head and did not dare to dodge. However, did not expect the ears of Ba son ring, Qiao Yan Ran stretched out her hand to hold him up, to the big bed. "You've been living here for a while these two days. You can't walk around without my orders. Do you know?" Qiao Yanran looked at him with her eyes closed, waiting to be beaten. She gently rubbed his hair and said, "I'm also worried about your feet. I'm afraid I'll leave something behind." Hua Mo Chen lowered her head and shook her curly long eyelashes. He never hesitated to hurt his body, and no one cherished him, because He's just an insignificant life. Well, there was a long, stuffy sound. No, he can't be confused by these appearances. Qiao Yanran rubbed his soft hair, picked up a wisp of it, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said in a low voice, "Princess Ai is very fragrant." Hua Mo Chen replied honestly: "petals are put in the bath, and they come out." Qiao Yanran It's really sincere. It seems different from the information she received? Has the three princes cultivated such a sincere spy after so many years? She reached out and took the robe from the desk, made a gesture on her body, and said, "what do you think of this dress?" Hua Mo Chen raised her head and looked at her drawing this dress. The fabric of the clothes is extremely top-notch, and the annual output is also scarce. The whole country of Cheng is up and down. I'm afraid only the Imperial Palace has some stock. The workmanship is also extremely fine. The embroidery on the clothes is very lifelike, which is very good in any way. He praised the dress. "Does the princess like it?" I like it. " Flower Mo dust thought for a while, or said the answer. Qiao Yanran throws clothes to the flower Mo dust on the bed, "love imperial concubine like good, change on, I will take you to use breakfast later." Hua Mo Chen took over the clothes. For a moment, there was some consternation in her eyes. Is this dress really for him? diddiddidi: huamochen's liking degree is + 10, and the current liking degree is - 95. Please make persistent efforts. The sound of xiaoyuwan rings in Qiao Yanran's ear. Qiao Yanran after hearing, picked pick eyebrows, noncommittal. Hua Mochen intends to open the quilt to change clothes, looking at the position of HunJun standing in front of him, looking at him, without any intention to avoid suspicion. His grip on the clothes tightened. Finally, the bedding was lifted. These days, he has been seen and touched. In front of her, he seems to have no privacy.
