Chapter 1081: 1081
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Song Zhao's villagers are more friendly to him because of her. They will meet him when they walk on the road.
Song Zhao is probably happy, too,
At night, I always like to hold Fu Sheng, write slowly and record the life of the day.
He doesn't know many words, and the font is often crooked, not very beautiful,
He didn't care. If he couldn't say anything, he wrote it all on paper and showed it to Fu Sheng.
Like a diary, like a love letter written to her every day.
Fu Sheng often looks at it and blushes,
Then he couldn't help laughing.
The little couple stay together, even the air is sweet.
Song Zhao always stared at her, then held her hand and smiled.
When looking at Fu Sheng,
His whole person is gentle, even the tips of his eyebrows are warm.
Just,
Somehow, recognition never rose again.
……
……
Finally one day,
When Fu Sheng gets up in the morning.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 11%]
[total recognition: 100%]
She yawned and looked at the man sleeping with her eyes closed.
As you get older,
Men become more and more mature.
On the chin, there were thin beard dregs, long, narrow eyes and tail, and there were faint wrinkles.
He is getting older and more mature and has a lasting appeal.
Fu Sheng looked at him quietly and touched his still smooth and delicate face,
Slowly, she smiled softly and gently,
He took care of her all his life and was jealous all his life,
Really
lovely.
The woman with the same appearance leaned against him, hugged him slightly and kissed him.
The white hand held him and slowly clasped him,
Lips, with a shallow smile.
The man's long eyelashes trembled.
He subconsciously hugged her and kissed her with great familiarity. He closed his eyes and kissed her gently.
The big palm also stretched in along the skirt.
Fu Sheng: "
One more thing is not good,
Just too energetic, bad comments.
╯^╰
The man opened his eyes slightly. In his dark eyes, a dark purple shadow flashed faintly,
He stared at the woman in his arms and paused for a few seconds.
It's like confirming something.
Eyebrows and eyes are still, but invisible, with strong and invisible oppression.
It was as cold and noble as the coming of a God.
Fu Sheng seemed to feel something and looked up for a moment,
The man slightly collected his eyes and removed the faint purple,
He slightly hooked his lips and slowly rubbed his hand over her waist with a gentle smile.
Fu Sheng blinked at him.
"Song... Zhao?"
Or
King's landing?
The man looked at her calmly.
Soon,
He buried him in her arms lazily and rubbed it like a big cat.
The light dark purple gathered away, leaving the dark eye color,
There was no expression on his face, but his soft eyebrows and eyes made people see that he was in a happy mood.
Fu Sheng looked at him for a long time,
The man is still like that, sticky,
The pupil is also black.
Fu Sheng blinked and blinked. He always felt... Something was wrong.
She felt that the person in front of her was king's landing,
But looking at the color and aura of the eyes, it seems that... Song Zhao.
Fu Sheng was not sure,
But she also dared not mention the name of Junlin in front of song Zhao,
He is so jealous. Once he mentions it and starts thinking more, it's not good.
Fu Sheng was suspicious, but not sure.
She called again, with some temptation,
"Song Zhao?"
"..." the man looked up at her,
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Song Zhao's villagers are more friendly to him because of her. They will meet him when they walk on the road.
Song Zhao is probably happy, too,
At night, I always like to hold Fu Sheng, write slowly and record the life of the day.
He doesn't know many words, and the font is often crooked, not very beautiful,
He didn't care. If he couldn't say anything, he wrote it all on paper and showed it to Fu Sheng.
Like a diary, like a love letter written to her every day.
Fu Sheng often looks at it and blushes,
Then he couldn't help laughing.
The little couple stay together, even the air is sweet.
Song Zhao always stared at her, then held her hand and smiled.
When looking at Fu Sheng,
His whole person is gentle, even the tips of his eyebrows are warm.
Just,
Somehow, recognition never rose again.
……
……
Finally one day,
When Fu Sheng gets up in the morning.
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 11%]
[total recognition: 100%]
She yawned and looked at the man sleeping with her eyes closed.
As you get older,
Men become more and more mature.
On the chin, there were thin beard dregs, long, narrow eyes and tail, and there were faint wrinkles.
He is getting older and more mature and has a lasting appeal.
Fu Sheng looked at him quietly and touched his still smooth and delicate face,
Slowly, she smiled softly and gently,
He took care of her all his life and was jealous all his life,
Really
lovely.
The woman with the same appearance leaned against him, hugged him slightly and kissed him.
The white hand held him and slowly clasped him,
Lips, with a shallow smile.
The man's long eyelashes trembled.
He subconsciously hugged her and kissed her with great familiarity. He closed his eyes and kissed her gently.
The big palm also stretched in along the skirt.
Fu Sheng: "
One more thing is not good,
Just too energetic, bad comments.
╯^╰
The man opened his eyes slightly. In his dark eyes, a dark purple shadow flashed faintly,
He stared at the woman in his arms and paused for a few seconds.
It's like confirming something.
Eyebrows and eyes are still, but invisible, with strong and invisible oppression.
It was as cold and noble as the coming of a God.
Fu Sheng seemed to feel something and looked up for a moment,
The man slightly collected his eyes and removed the faint purple,
He slightly hooked his lips and slowly rubbed his hand over her waist with a gentle smile.
Fu Sheng blinked at him.
"Song... Zhao?"
Or
King's landing?
The man looked at her calmly.
Soon,
He buried him in her arms lazily and rubbed it like a big cat.
The light dark purple gathered away, leaving the dark eye color,
There was no expression on his face, but his soft eyebrows and eyes made people see that he was in a happy mood.
Fu Sheng looked at him for a long time,
The man is still like that, sticky,
The pupil is also black.
Fu Sheng blinked and blinked. He always felt... Something was wrong.
She felt that the person in front of her was king's landing,
But looking at the color and aura of the eyes, it seems that... Song Zhao.
Fu Sheng was not sure,
But she also dared not mention the name of Junlin in front of song Zhao,
He is so jealous. Once he mentions it and starts thinking more, it's not good.
Fu Sheng was suspicious, but not sure.
She called again, with some temptation,
"Song Zhao?"
"..." the man looked up at her,
Song Zhao's villagers are more friendly to him because of her. They will meet him when they walk on the road.Song Zhao is probably happy, too,At night, I always like to hold Fu Sheng, write slowly and record the life of the day.He doesn't know many words, and the font is often crooked, not very beautiful,He didn't care. If he couldn't say anything, he wrote it all on paper and showed it to Fu Sheng.Like a diary, like a love letter written to her every day.Fu Sheng often looks at it and blushes,Then he couldn't help laughing.The little couple stay together, even the air is sweet.Song Zhao always stared at her, then held her hand and smiled.When looking at Fu Sheng,His whole person is gentle, even the tips of his eyebrows are warm.Just,Somehow, recognition never rose again.Finally one day,When Fu Sheng gets up in the morning.Ding Dong -system refreshing...fragment recognition: + 11%total recognition: 100%She yawned and looked at the man sleeping with her eyes closed.As you get older,Men become more and more mature.On the chin, there were thin beard dregs, long, narrow eyes and tail, and there were faint wrinkles.He is getting older and more mature and has a lasting appeal.Fu Sheng looked at him quietly and touched his still smooth and delicate face,Slowly, she smiled softly and gently,He took care of her all his life and was jealous all his life,Reallylovely.The woman with the same appearance leaned against him, hugged him slightly and kissed him.The white hand held him and slowly clasped him,Lips, with a shallow smile.The man's long eyelashes trembled.He subconsciously hugged her and kissed her with great familiarity. He closed his eyes and kissed her gently.The big palm also stretched in along the skirt.Fu Sheng: "One more thing is not good,Just too energetic, bad comments.^The man opened his eyes slightly. In his dark eyes, a dark purple shadow flashed faintly,He stared at the woman in his arms and paused for a few seconds.It's like confirming something.Eyebrows and eyes are still, but invisible, with strong and invisible oppression.It was as cold and noble as the coming of a God.Fu Sheng seemed to feel something and looked up for a moment,The man slightly collected his eyes and removed the faint purple,He slightly hooked his lips and slowly rubbed his hand over her waist with a gentle smile.Fu Sheng blinked at him."Song... Zhao?"OrKing's landing?The man looked at her calmly.Soon,He buried him in her arms lazily and rubbed it like a big cat.The light dark purple gathered away, leaving the dark eye color,There was no expression on his face, but his soft eyebrows and eyes made people see that he was in a happy mood.Fu Sheng looked at him for a long time,The man is still like that, sticky,The pupil is also black.Fu Sheng blinked and blinked. He always felt... Something was wrong.She felt that the person in front of her was king's landing,But looking at the color and aura of the eyes, it seems that... Song Zhao.Fu Sheng was not sure,But she also dared not mention the name of Junlin in front of song Zhao,He is so jealous. Once he mentions it and starts thinking more, it's not good.Fu Sheng was suspicious, but not sure.She called again, with some temptation,"Song Zhao?""..." the man looked up at her,
