Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

All the son-in-law in the house looked at the idiot, and only the face of the money was unknown. So he said, "Small, you are not in the brothel, why are you running here?"

The perfect appearance of Long Muzhen was finally destroyed in the body of Qian Duo Duo. Can this woman be a landscape?

Long Muyu faintly glanced at the people in the hall. All the people, except Yunxiao, all seemed to see the gods coming down, and Qi Qi’s kneeling down, especially Qian Zhengkuan, like The meatballs were generally rolled out of the chair.

"The slaves see you..."

Qian Zhengkuan said a few words, and the cold iron behind Long Mu’s body immediately interrupted him with a cold face: “My family’s micro-service is private, you don’t have to pay more...”

Qian Zhengkuan is an official in the DPRK. Of course, he knows how to observe the words and listens to the cold iron. He does not want to expose his identity. He quickly nods and stands up from the ground, but he does not dare to scorn: "Mr. I don’t know what’s going on here when I’m here.”

Long Muzhen treated Qian Zhengkuan’s bark, and his expression was not ups and downs.

The entire holy country, except for the royal family and the harem, claiming to be 'I...' in front of him, most of the ministers who are officials are called "slaves", and even the ministers are not dare. This is sufficient. Explain his supremacy in this country.

Qian Yuner was very eye-catching and stood up from the first place. She was seated side by side and surrounded by the King of the King. After the people sat down with a cup of good tea, she only sneaked a smile and said: My son is so late, how come to the money house?"

Long Muzhen lightly put on his sleeves, elegantly tasted tea, and then looked at Qian Yuner with a smile.

After he and the three kings and four kings came out from Baihualou, they were worried that the money would blossom back to Qianfu, and they would be bullied. So after breaking up with the two princes, they came to the money quietly with the cold iron. House.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw several guards pressing the flowers on the ground, and the butler still had a whip in his hand.

Long Muzhen thought, so that the money is blossoming is also the three kings of the Tang Dynasty, and Yunxiao is arrogant again. It is just scaring and scaring her. How can she really sue her?

Unexpectedly, his thoughts just fell, the whip in the hands of the housekeeper did not hesitate to fall behind the money blossoming.

He clearly saw her under the white gauze, and the white skin was covered with deep red bruises. He thought that this kind of whipping, even the seven-foot man could not bear, not to mention a daughter's house.

She must be very painful, she will cry... will beg for it...

But I didn't expect that the money blossomed not only did not cry, but even the sound did not come out, still straight up the back, motionless...

Feeling her stubbornness and strength, Long Muzhen can't tell what kind of emotions are emerging, but it is very clear, but it is a tingling that has never appeared before. It is a squally shower, coming towards his chest. ...

Therefore, when the housekeeper raised his hand and the second whip had not yet fallen, his palms had already smothered a breath, and turned the cold sweat in his hand into an ice blade, directly at the butler. In the palm of your hand.

Just for Qian Yuner, how much is he still looking at the face of the emperor, and let her be a little bit.

Qian Yuner looked at Long Mu's staring at herself thoughtfully. Her face was unconscious, a little shy, and she bowed her head. The petite drop again called "宸公子..."