super king glory

These days, she also gave him the most precious thing.Enjoyed the joy of fish and water with him.

Seeing Daji's appearance, Diaochan was even more astonished.

She had never seen Daji with such a shy and charming side.

Diao Chan blinked her bright eyes and looked at Wang Xiaojian seriously.

I saw him wearing white clothes, with a handsome appearance and a well-proportioned figure, like a handsome young man, full of temperament.

But his expression was squinting.

When Diao Chan looked at him, he was still looking at her beautiful face and her exposed white skin.

Sensing Wang Xiaojian's bold gaze, Diao Chan's cheeks blushed slightly, and said with a smile, "Hello, my summoner. But you are so shy to stare at my concubine so bluntly."

Wang Xiaojian was stunned when he heard the words, and then moved.

Unexpectedly, Diao Chan's catchphrase was exactly the same as the one she had heard.

That wonderful sound of nature made his bones crumble when he heard it.

Wang Xiaojian smiled, and said to Diaochan familiarly: "Hi, Diaochan. But summoners are too outsiders, so you can call me a husband."

"Master?"

Diao Chan was in a daze.

Seeing Wang Xiaojian's squinting look, Wang Zhaojun said contemptuously: "Wang Xiaojian, don't be in heat. Diao Chan once said that she has a real man. If you are not her real man, she won't like you."

Destiny?

Wang Xiaojian was taken aback, and said, "Diaochan, is it true?"

Diao Chan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Yes. In my life, there is a real man. Although I haven't met him yet, I don't know who he is. But I know that he is always there. I am waiting for him."

What Diao Chan said was very poetic, but Wang Xiaojian was stunned.

Wang Xiaojian knew that Diao Chan had an important c in both history and in the Glory of Kings game, and that was Lu Bu, the God of War.

But what Wang Xiaojian didn't know was whether the man Diao Chan was talking about was also Lu Bu.

Wang Xiaojian decided to test it out, he smiled and said, "Diao Chan, is your real son called Lu Bu?"

"Lu Bu?"

Daji and Wang Zhaojun were taken aback.

Diao Chan muttered to herself, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Looking at Diao Chan's appearance, Wang Xiaojian nodded secretly, feeling that his guess was correct.

He rolled his eyes, and then his humble face became serious. He looked at the four girls and said, "Daji, Zhaojun, Xian'er. At this point, I don't want to hide my husband. In fact, I have another name for my husband. It's called... Lu Bu. Everyone can call me Lu Xiaobu."

Lu Bu?

Lu Xiaobu?

The slut surprisingly said that he also had a name called Lu Bu, which made Wang Zhaojun, Daji, and Qiu Xianer all open their mouths wide, showing expressions of incomparable astonishment.

Daji smiled lightly and said, "Master, have you named yourself again?"

The corner of Wang Zhaojun's mouth twitched.

Because she saw that after Wang Xiaojian called himself Lu Bu, there was a sly look in his eyes.

She is familiar with Wang Xiaojian's humble behavior, and she knows that Wang Xiaojian is playing tricks again.

However, what surprised her was Diao Chan's reaction.

She froze there, her red lips parted slightly, and she blankly recited the name, a complicated expression appeared on her face, which was as beautiful as a fairy.

Chapter 282 Write Me a Love Letter

Diao Chan murmured the name, then her red lips lightened, and she said, "I've never heard of this name. But why, there is a familiar feeling."

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "Diao Chan, it means we are destined."

"This is our destined fate in our previous life. In our previous life, we were a loving couple. In this life, we will continue our relationship."

On Wang Xiaojian's face, there was affectionate expression.

Diaochan looked at Wang Xiaojian's appearance, in a daze.

She didn't know about her previous life, but she was moved by Wang Xiaojian's affectionate words.

"I'm sorry, Lu Xiaobu, I don't remember my last life."

Diao Chan said, blaming herself very much, as if she didn't remember the "last life" he said, and she was very sorry for him.

Especially the disappointed expression on his face made her heart ache inexplicably, and her nose was sour.

"It doesn't matter, Diaochan. Flowers will bloom again one day, and people will meet again. You forget the past, but as long as we are together, we can start over. In the previous life, we were a loving couple. In this life, I will let you Fall in love with me again."

Wang Xiaojian held Diao Chan's hand with both hands, and he looked at Diao Chan with a gentle voice.

His words were emotional, the earth sighed for it, and the sky wept for it.However, in his eyes, there was a flash of a smile that was very disobedient.

Diao Chan was slightly taken aback, and said: "Lu Xiaobu, so you really love concubines?"

"Of course, Diao Chan. For you, I will go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil, and I will do whatever I want!"

Wang Xiaojian said again, with a very affectionate voice.

Diaochan's black eyebrows were curved, her white teeth were like jade, and she said with a smile, "Lu Xiaobu, I don't want you to go up the mountain of swords and into the frying pan. But can you write me a love letter?"

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "No problem, Diao Chan. How many love letters do you want me to write?"

Diao Chan blinked a smile, her beautiful face looked like a naughty little devil at the moment, and said: "I don't want you to write too much, just write one every day, as long as you write love letters for me for a year. Even if you If you are not my real son, I will consider you even in my own life."

"One year's love letter?"

Wang Xiaojian was surprised when he heard this.

360 five days a year, one letter per day, that is 360 five letters!

The bitch has the title of a patriotic poet, but he knows exactly how much he has.

Let him copy a few of the [-] Tang poems and [-] Song poems, and send them to Diao Chan as a love letter, no problem at all.