Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

The latest chapter of "The Gate of Rebirth"

Shangguan Lingran, and the cool commander of his teacher, Yi Yichen: "Take her to the "Chuya Pavilion" and hand it to Yue Niang.

The purple singer was shocked and couldn't believe it and asked: "Is the Chu Lu Pavilion" opened?"

Shangguan Ling Ran smiled and turned his head in the crowd, and his body flashed, and he fell on the purple chaise couch: "Accurately speaking, I am open to the public, but I am now solely responsible for it."

"Cut!" Purple is stunned. "This is really the first month in the water, and the wolf falls into the flock."

"Hey?" Shangguan suddenly jumped up and went to the purple secluded side, sniffing and sniffing, and smiled badly: "How do I smell a sour taste? You are not jealous?" ”

"Have you eaten?" Purple is a bit irritated. I don't understand myself. I just remembered the unspeakable reputation of Shangguan Lingran. I don't know why I feel a little blocked in my heart.

At this time her face was facing Shangguan Lingran, the red lips slightly puffed, showing the pink color and the beautiful temptation lip shape, the faint water color appeared above, blurred and tempted under the light.

Shangguan Ling looked at her annoyed look, vivid and lovely, and the peace and quiet of the alienation, the two were judged.

I couldn’t help but swear: "Look at you, you will be jealous when you are jealous, and you will be jealous for your husband. Although I am sour, I like it..."

"You are nonsense!" How is this person so shameless? The words that are said are really mad!

Purple singular, reaching out, went to attack Shangguan Lingran.

However, her lightning-fast speed is no different from slow motion in Shangguan’s eyes.

The jade hand, who has not yet reached the Shangguan Lingran, was caught by others.

This catch only feels soft and slippery, just like holding a good gel.

Shangguan Lingran lingering in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion all day, and I don’t know how many spring-on-the-shoulders have seen it. Most of the beautiful hands are beautiful. However, he found that no matter how beautiful the hand, there are some defects, some are slightly darker, some are slightly larger, some are slightly thicker, some are slightly larger pores... but now the hands in front of his eyes, but It is perfect and flawless. It is like a piece of carefully crafted sheep fat jade. It is not so motley, so soft, one point is too fat, and one point is too thin, not too long. Not too short. Even the most critical person, there is absolutely no problem.

Especially the nails, mellow and bright, revealing a touch of pink, more crisp and small shells and thin and small petals, but also appear transparent and clear.

He made a difference, thought nothing, and put out his tongue, and he squinted at the purple hand.

The warm and warm tongue passed through the sensitive palm, and the purple screams all over the body. It almost screams out. When the cry is about to overflow, the students swallow it.

Like an electric shock, she took her hand back. She only felt that a hot air had spread from the palm of her hand to the whole body, spread to the limbs, spread to the heart, and even the face was filled with red clouds.

Shangguan Lingran seems to think that it is not enough. She grabbed her hand quickly and wanted to come again. The purple quilt was mad at him, his face was like a flame, and the hateful voice screamed: "Shangguan Lingran, You are a pervert! You are enough!"

"Not enough! It will never be enough!" Shangguan Ling is narrow and narrow, like a rogue, with a smile, a firm denial.

The purple secluded moment is speechless, the distance between the two is quite close, and the breath of speech can feel the warm humidity on the hair. Even if it is a word of gnashing teeth, it is said with a few traces of *** .

She has never experienced this scene in her previous life or in this life, and Zhao Hongxiang has never done such awkward things.

The face feels hot and the skin hurts. She simply turned her head and did not confront the rogue son. He gnawed his teeth: "His Royal Highness, the night is already deep. I have a lot of things to deal with tomorrow, and I have to rest."

Purple is always a cold and indifferent appearance, and there are few mood swings. Today, I saw a cloud on her face, and there was a panic in the middle of the room. Shangguan Lingren’s heart was inexplicably happy.

It used to be too alienated, and he felt that the distance between the two was far away. Now, this is what he wants to see.

He bent his lips and bent his lips. It seemed that he was a bit of a bad taste. He liked the look of purple and sullen, which was so cute.

He grinned and took a step back. The smile was lazy and evil, and the long eyelashes were smashed. "Today's interest has been received here. Below, it's time to get to the point."

If it wasn't really afraid of the anger of the purple sorrow, he still couldn't bear the feeling of close contact.

The unique fragrance of the girl who came out of her body really made him nostalgic. Other women rely on the powder to scent, and the purple scent always exudes elegant floral fragrance. Even in this winter, you will feel like you are standing in the morning garden, smelling the morning dew. The flowers, exudes a pure and clean taste. This kind of taste, for him, is simply a **** temptation.

Purple secludedly wanted to give the fascinating face to the top, and dare to love what the son of the world had just done was to collect the interest he helped himself.

It’s not priceless to co-operate with that help; just that, it’s just an appetizer before meals.

However, he can finally take a step back. In the same position, breathing seems to have a block, "What is the subject?"

"Of course, how to make your father and the little girl in the room believe that your mother is looking for them to settle accounts. Since Wang Yiping said that there is no ghost in the daytime, then it will come at night." Shangguan Ling once again smiled evilly. .

"Is it not good?" Purple is already tempted, but there are still concerns: "They know that I will martial arts, I am afraid I have to say that I am a ghost."

"There is a way." Shangguan said with a bad smile: "I will arrange this, you don't have to worry about it, go to Grandpa and play chess with him."

"So late!" Purple secluded to see the hourglass, has passed the person (after 9 pm).

"It's not too late." Shangguan Lingran used to be overbearing. He couldn't let the purple objection. When he went to the case where the medicine was placed, he looked and asked: "Is there still the psychedelic medicine used in the Prince's House?" Give me some more. Oh, ask you, is your mother looking like you? Is there a portrait of her? You give me a look and give me some of her previous clothes."

Purple quietly walked over, opened the drawer, took out a green medicine bottle and gave it to him. He went to a dark space, pushed open the wooden board, took out a box, took out a picture from the inside, and a set of purple Sari, slowly showing up.

Shangguan Lingran, a beautiful woman in a purple sari, standing on the mountain, overlooking the mountains. Noble temperament, cold eyes, elegant posture and charming style, coupled with elegant makeup, is really beautiful like the moon palace. It has a six or seven-point appearance with Ziyou, especially the glamorous and elegant, elegant and refined temperament, it is very similar.

The difference is in the color of the skin and the color of the eyes. The woman's skin color in the painting is honey-colored, and her eyes are as clear as amethyst.

The purple skin color, with the Han people, white and tender, like a white jade. The eyes are darker in color, and only when you pay attention to it, you can find that it is dark purple.

When she launched the spiritual power, the same twins as the mother, it is estimated that in addition to the old general, no one else has seen it.

Look at the set of sari, which is the clothes worn by the people in the painting, the purple satin, embroidered with silver on the silver thread, and the diamonds like the stars are really beautiful!

"The shape is also, if you are stunned, if you swim the dragon. Rongqiu Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong. It seems like a light cloud. The moon is covered, the wind is floating, the wind is back to the snow. The sun rises into the morning; when it is forced to see it, the smoldering smashes out the waves." Shangguan Lingran looked at the portrait and looked at the little woman in front of her eyes. She immediately thought of this "Luo Shen Fu" in his mind, and he couldn't help himself.诵 export.

Purple quiet thought that he praised his mother's appearance, and his heart was very useful. For the first time, he didn’t marry him, but he said with concern: “He seems to be going to the courtyard of Si Niang tonight, the woman’s yard is on the south side of the house. You have to be careful, there may be a bodyguard next to him. ""

"Know it." Shangguan Lingran saw the little girl care about him, obviously very happy.

Reaching out and scratching the purple nose, he smiled and smiled: "Get a good night, wait until tomorrow morning to watch the show. I am gone."

Purple sees his claws coming, and quickly retreats, but he still got rid of him.

The gas glared at him, screaming at the little gangster, and the annoyed look, causing the Shangguan to laugh and laugh, the laughter did not fall, and the people had disappeared.

After Shangguan Lingran, Ziyou quickly went to Grandpa Songtaoyuan.

Shangguan Lingran said yes, Grandpa really did not sleep at the moment. What happened during the day, played back and forth in my mind, saying that he is not sad, it is a lie.

After all, Mu Yingrui was his first child. The hope of carrying it was much more than the second son Mu Yingyi.

But now it is like this, his heart can not get through is one side, and on the other hand, that is to blame.

"Do not teach, the father has passed." The son became like this, he has a large part of the responsibility, if he was driven out of the house, removed from the genealogy, his son's future is not destroyed, a hundred years later, he went to the ground How do you explain to your parents and your wife?

But he is like this, if he wants to cover it again, I am afraid that he will become more and more serious about his granddaughter in the future. How can he be worthy of his granddaughter, and he is worthy of the good girl who loves the righteousness?

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