Miss Eight Series Summoner

Fuyu was full of goose yellow, picking and choosing with excitement, and finally chose the bead flower, playful and cute, Zuo Yufei's eyes kept wandering, only a second or two on Fuyu, then immediately moved away, as if she didn't want to look, but the earlobe It is reddish.

Leng Qingshui became accustomed to being deserted. Although it was shy to wear such flimsy clothes for the first time, he still had a little expectation in his heart. With a pair of shy and timid eyes, he looked at Division A for a moment and asked seriously whether he looked good.

With an unhappy expression on his face, the boss took Leng Qingshui into his arms and said something dullly, causing Leng Qingshui's face to be shy.

Feng Xi's eyes fell on Hei Yan Baiyu, and she secretly laughed, this paralyzed duo, wearing such clothes, is actually unique.

Had it not been for Hei Yan's love for her mother and sitting black and white with Bai Yu, Feng Xi would almost sigh that the lilies under Brokeback Mountain were blooming.

After waiting in the lobby for a while, a woman with a dry dress came to inform, please move to the palace and raise her eyebrows. Isn't this the one you met on the street today?

The woman obviously saw her too, her eyes lit up, regardless of etiquette, she came over directly:

"I'm Mao Ling, may I ask Miss's name?"

"You should be called Madam."

Jin Jiaye frowned and pulled Fengxi into his arms. Mao Ling was not satisfied, and Jin Jiaye's eyes were facing each other, but Jin Jiaye did not give in.

Pharaoh's face was inexplicable, and Mao Lingtuer cut a voice after a while: "Smelly man."

Then he resumed his previous decent manners and took everyone to the main hall of the palace.

Pharaoh laughed secretly in his heart. Jin Jiaye would be scolded as a stinky man. He just looked at his reaction. I was afraid that he might be caught in the wind?

This dream state is really strange, Jin Jiaye is also pitiful, actually wanting to be jealous with a woman.

But looking at Jin Jiaye's gloomy face, he didn't dare to laugh, and his face was almost distorted. Several women passed by and looked at him frequently, until he was about to reach the main hall, he coughed and returned to normal.

It is the princess here who heard of fighting Fengxi, who can be equal to Fengxi, I don't know what it looks like?

I was curious, and followed the person in front of me. When I looked up, I saw a blonde woman sitting on the main seat, her aura like a queen. She sighed in her heart. A woman who is too tough is not good, so she rushed to look at others. A more delicate woman.

When Fengxi salutes, she is neither overbearing nor humble. She is obviously the one who salutes, but Kingdee has the feeling that Fengxi is above her. She bit her lower lip and her eyes fell on Jin Jiaye's face.

The other party was calm, never even glanced at her, angrily withdrew his gaze, and ordered to be flat.

Sitting down one by one, Feng Xi noticed that Xiao Nuo was no longer there, and the red plum and green lotus stood around Kingdee with a sword at his waist.

It seems that this time is really not easy.

Feng Xi laughed secretly in her heart, holding a glass of wine, tasting two sips, and hearing what Kingdee was saying above, it was nothing more than thanking you all for keeping your dreams and peace and other nonsense. When it comes to her group, Feng Xi Only with other people, I got up lazily and perfunctorily.

Even the distinguished guest, the position is naturally higher. Feng Xi looked at Kingdee's face with a burst of irritation, and her heart was funny. The princess was still a little too immature.

The only thing that made Jin Jiaye upset was that Mao Ling was on the opposite side, looking at Feng Xi with a smile on his face. Although Feng Xi never looked up at her, his chest was sore.