foreign pet

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The west wind is blowing, and cicadas are singing everywhere.The sky looks like a husk pried open from the East Pole, the sun has risen, the frontier fortress is gray and dusty, and the milky white inner flesh is about to fall, and it is about to fall.

Northern Xinjiang melons and fruits are not uncommon in Qi Shuang, and they are often accompanied by ice belly before the family is in decline; it is not very lucky to come to Yan Palace for the first time, but it is still a good thing to soak in well water to cool off the heat.

Kneeling in front of the brightly lit bedroom, Qi Shuang was so hot that her tongue was parched, she just wanted to dig through the fat and tender flesh on the top of her head, and she was quite mad.He couldn't help but hang the head on Emperor Yan's neck with a pickled melon to see it from each other, even if he expected that there was nothing under the skin or the smell was hard to bear, he finally wanted to take the simple knife.

The fragrance left in the inner hall is light and clear, with the charm of refined scholars.Qin is outside the curtain but no one is seen, only a pair of slender white palms like lotus flesh bloom on the curtain, floating with the fragrance wind, soft and delicate.The lotus meat is made of snow ginseng red, and the two or three knuckles are slightly swollen, with a few traces of jade dew on it, which makes me feel pity.Qi Shuang opened the curtain disrespectfully, swept it slightly, and found that the emperor's outer robe was still neat.

The luthier's tense back slackened, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Emperor Yan wanted to lift the back of his neck, but turned his shoulders around to face the violinist, lowered his jaw, and pressed a tall head to his waist and abdomen, but his eyes were fixed on the new beauty leaning against the curtain alone.

Qi Shuang understood, Shanshan went to bed and undressed her.

You need to be skillful in doing things, you can't lose your temper in a hurry, and you can't slow down your interest.The key is to stay close, neither humble nor overbearing.The elephant aunt who taught him this technique was made of silk, imitating the trickle of water to swim through the naked body, and her fingertips seemed to have inadvertently stolen the balm and lightly brushed it lightly.Qi bilaterally reminisced about the past while poking into his breasts to hook the hidden buttons, and using his fingers as blades, he cut open his gauze clothes all the way. Get the best of it.

Emperor Yan turned to the luthier and said hoarsely, "Go out."

As if being pardoned, the qin master made hooting noises, and dared not wipe it in front of Emperor Yan, so he bowed his head to thank him.

Since it is in a cage and has its own beauty instrument, the taste is not bad.Qi Shuang looked at him, and he also looked at Qi Shuang, mixed with compassion and gratitude, but also concealed an indisputable contempt.

He understands what this means, and being the same as a foreign pet, he can also distinguish between "forced" and "self-willed depravity" in the lowly level.All you can do is stretch your legs. If you have a sense of integrity, it's mosquito leg meat.

Feeling his innocence, Qi Shuang smiled openly and closed the curtain.

Emperor Yan caressed his tender face, whether it was on a whim or planned: "Next time, I'll dress up in Tsing Yi, so as not to humiliate this face." Then he slid to his bruised knee and rubbed it. It has nothing to do with affection, but because of Snowy skin and black crows are unsightly. "What's your first name?"

No wonder he didn't know that the beauties in the cages were always pleasing to the eye and placed in them. The Ministry of Internal Affairs selected a few good-looking little sparrows, ranging from three to four to seven or eight.

Not picky or picky, Qi Shuang felt happy, and she was quite easy to serve.

"Qi Shuang. Qi, Shu Ye, Qi Yang's Qi. Shuang..." He threw his black hair behind him, and pinned the broken hair to the back of his ears. .”

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Wan Tengyuan reads the map by candlelight.

The pillow is made of tiger skin, the marks of arrow clusters on the skin are not concealed, and the head is a rough tiger head, with two claws stretched out in front of it, which looks like it was in life.

Mr. Ye Zhao thought that there was a resentment from the dead tiger inside, and every time he went to his place in the suburbs, he would feel palpitations.With his back to the tiger's head, he moistened his pen and ink, and drafted a call to action for Di Ren who was not good at calligraphy, but he was unsatisfactory at the beginning several times.

His crime deserves to be punished, and there are countless articles.Ye Zhao was extremely depressed, he rested his forehead and sighed, and threw his pen heavily: "Master is free, so he chose to do the errands that no one can handle. I have been eating and waiting for death until now, relying on skins, not pen and ink skills."

Wan Tengyuan sneered slightly: "This statement is wrong, Yuan is a Di person, and the principle of a Di person is to make the best use of everything. But what about your skin, it is true—"

"You were born to be in the Jiaofang. No matter how bad you are, you can live comfortably in the Elephant Girl's House and be famous far and wide." Ye Zhaosi cut off the words politely, and bowed his hands respectfully, "If it wasn't for you, you spent a lot of money on me. Silver taels are wasted money."

An open flame illuminates half of his face, which is beautiful and graceful, with a male body and a female appearance, overflowing the room with beauty.The sideburns are shaved, and the tip of the eyes is flying, showing arrogance.

Wan Tengyuan was not choked by Ye Zhao's words. Recalling Ye Zhao's background, he couldn't help sighing: "Ye Shangshu is loyal to the sun and the moon, and the third son Ye Langli is gallbladder. Why are you so different from the two of them?"

Ye Zhaoxuan shook his pen, and said contemptuously as he wrote, "I'm not close, of course it's unworthy. Loyalty to the sun and the moon is exchanged for a paper of treason, and dedication is exchanged for a white banner. This kind of loyalty, whoever loves to learn will learn."

The Yan Dynasty occupies the Central Plains while the country is in decline, the inner circle is full of courtiers, and the outer ring is hostile to the enemy.The Beidi Wanqi family frequently invaded the frontiers, and the Yan army was defeated, losing nine out of ten battles. They tried to cut Liao, Xuerzhou and the land north of Dongze Mountain in Luanzhou in order to eliminate the army.Dongze Mountain is a barrier to the hinterland of Yan. If it is captured by Beidi, it is equivalent to the door being half-open, and it is almost dead.The imperial court was divided into two factions, the main war faction and the main peace faction. The original intention was to determine the state of the country, but soon it became a dispute of sentiments, and the parties fought against differences and opposed each other.Ye Jing'an, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, fought hard to fight against the main peace faction, and was also secretly hated by Emperor Yan. He was named treason and punished five times.

Wan Tengyuan smiled and said, "You're kind of interesting. The Ye family isn't your blood relative, so they donated a dozen bowls of rice and a shelter for the sake of the same surname. Don't you think it's too bad to exchange shame and loyalty?"

These words were unavoidably harsh, intended to make him angry.

Ye Zhao was calm, and when he drew Dayan Heshan on the paper, he felt that it was a puddle of rotten corpse water: "It's interesting to say, the master has raised me for so long, and now I know that Ye Zhao is an interesting character? How about those few bowls?" Rice, what I do now is to earn a living, and I will not talk to my master at night by candlelight."

Jiuding should belong to the capable one, and return Yudian to peace.Rather than being loyal and foolish to death, it is better to be convicted of treason and sacrifice 330 innocent souls from the Ye family.

Wan Qiyuan started a new candle and read his younger brother Wan Qiyu's secret letter instead.He was not familiar with the intrigue of Zhongzhou's officials, and he soon had a headache when he saw it, but Wan Qiyu sent a letter only ten days later, and what he said was bound to be important, so he had to think carefully: "I'm afraid it's more interesting to be on Luanjia. How much do you like?" Be careful, within the Yan Palace, you must be cautious when doing things."

Ye Zhao listed dozens of crimes and was very satisfied, so he put down his pen and cleaned his hands: "Although I am a rotten trick that will last for a while, it should be more than enough to deal with a lustful old fool. As long as there is half a hair in his skull, Yan Shi is not in the same situation as it is today."

After Wan Chengyuan burned the secret letter, wrinkles appeared between his brows: "I would rather believe in its existence than in its non-existence, and far from trusting the one who is in charge of the world. He will really be a half-belief."

"Yes or no, let me give it a try." Ye Zhao smiled casually, and carefully wiped away the remaining water stains, such as peeling the skin to suck blood, "Master, you know, waiting for one more day is... more to destroy my heart and soul!" .”

He didn't wait for Wan Chengyuan's answer, then he walked into the inner room, slapped the bronze mirror three times, five times and two times, and took off his usual clothes, the coldness attached to his skin, and he shivered immediately.

The room is dizzy, the lamp oil is almost exhausted, and there is only a single naked figure in the mirror, like a three-finger-wide white jade line embedded in the field yellow, with rough edges and a pale halo, like a wild ghost in the wilderness—no father, no mother, no Aren't you just a wild ghost?

The delicate skin and tender meat that has been warmed in the village for many years will turn into bruises after being rubbed and pressed heavily. Ye Zhao poked his neck and stared at the crimson pieces reflected in the bronze mirror before stopping.The faint lights went out with a few bangs, his throat clenched, and the salty smell oozes out from the pain, he couldn't restrain himself from pushing down the bronze mirror, and he also fell headfirst.

Ordinary people, who still have a little bit of blood, are always unwilling to be a plaything for someone to tease.

The horns are tall, the horns are tall...

Those who can say the word majestic must first stand up to the sky, Ye Zhao can't, can't...

When also, no, willing.

Ye Zhao took the bronze mirror, passed his slender arms through the sleeves, and stroked the folds lightly.The long coat hangs down, like wings like clouds, red and dazzling.She wanted to paint her eyebrows again and Shi Dai covered her three-point hostility. She was both disgusted and inappropriate, so she gave up.

Serve people with low eyebrows and bowed waists, and after serving, you can stay with you all night long, and if you do, you can watch the faint king... step by step towards death.

It's just right for him.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is estimated to be locked and needs to be changed.

You can search for "Foreign Pets" in CP.

The reason for this article is that I made a bet with my friends, betting that I will get a C grade for the four courses of philosophy, humanities basic course and modular course.

The bets are as follows: whoever loses will write an article about male favorites in newspapers who have no integrity and collapsed.

I thought I was going to win, but I was beaten in the face when I scored.

So I can roughly guess what the tone of this article is, this time I only care about my kidneys and not my heart (as I said before).