The Anarchic Consort

"No." Helen Weiwei moved his wrist and smiled a little with care: "I can handle it myself, don't worry, the auction will start. You should go to my reserved position first. Let me deal with a little more."

Chen Yifeng still feels unreliable, but Zhang Guanwu has politely led them elsewhere.

On the tea house, Sun Gonggong slammed the words of Helen Weiwei to the Emperor Taishang.

Taishanghuang was sitting back in the same place, watching the screaming Li Daren, completely without the thought of watching the auction.

Only waved his hand and handed over the rest to the Bai Lijiajue, and took the guard back to the palace.

Li Daren breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Tai Shang Huang did not ask today, this matter is over.

However, he has forgotten that if it is a high-ranking shot, there will only be two situations. One situation is that a certain priest is completely uninterested. Congratulations to Li’s ancestors for burning high incense, being able to live in peace, and another situation. It is a certain interest of the Highness, or congratulations to Li Daren, because there is not much to be interested in one of His Highness, and the result is that he will let people go directly to accompany his ancestors.

Sure enough, Sun Gonggong’s thoughts just fell.

The voice of Bai Lijiajue’s cold and cold voice rang out: “Take the top of the flower buds, pull it down and clean it, don’t get blood everywhere, it’s dirty.”

"Yes."

The shadow is like a ghost, so that Li and his son have no chance to speak, and they are dragged out of the tea.

The rest of the accompanying ministers saw that the scalp was numb and suddenly converge.

The Barry Gregory was just sitting in the main seat and licking his eyes: "There are martial arts."

"Wujia?" Someone is puzzled. The whispering voice, the Wu family did not speak, how to offend the three halls?

The Baili Jiajue laughed and abstained from the cold: "How did he break his leg? This temple wants you to be clear in the temple. I don't know the truth in the military camp. I went out to the military camp. I still want to ask Mrs. Nayong, since he is so It is easy to make mistakes on this issue, then let him be a little bit, cut the thing and throw it into the dungeon."

Sun Gonggong: ... He thought that the matter of the pro has passed, and it is true that His Highness is waiting here.

Others also feel that this time things are a bit embarrassing. In the past years, they have been too emperor, and they have never been called to accompany them.

Only this year, Murong Wangfu, Yuanjia and their subordinates, Li and Wu, all received the accompanying order on a temporary basis.

Now think of it, there is actually an illusion that has long been set up, waiting for them to drill.

Yes, Tai Shang Huang should not use such a method to come to him. He wants to take someone. Usually, he is directly picking up the knife!

Where will the use of such a moist and incomprehensible means!

What is the person behind this idea?

The rest of Murong Changfeng and the young masters are puzzling, and they only feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

From the beginning to the end, the Bailijiajue was only holding a samovar, and the slender fingers supported the squat, a look of indifference and purity.

Sun Gonggong looked at his own master and said that the people who had fallen into the water seemed to have ridiculed the Missy at the Taibai College.

No, no!

Is it that the Highness of the Crown is angry with the red?

Sun Gonggong was picked up by his own thoughts and kept coughing.

This word is really not suitable for His Royal Highness.

And will it be too late for this crown to be angry?

Sun Gonggong’s face was full of doubts, and he looked at the Bailijiajue intently.

Ba Lijiajue raised his eyebrows and his voice was light: "It takes time to get rid of the roots."

Sun Gonggong: Really, is it really a anger for the crown?

Then, the Highness to the Missy...

Before he could wait for him to open his mouth, the Bailijiajue had stood up, holding a pair of peach blossoms, and the eyes were floating in the dark, and told the shadow: "Check to see where she is sitting."

"Yes." The shadow figure flashed and entered the auction house.

The night is slowly coming.

The auction officially began.

However, after planning to have a meeting with the United States and the United States, and then seeing the person on the side of the body, the domineering handsome face: "How is it?"

"How can it not be me?" Helen Weiwei swayed the glass in his hand and chuckled: "Well, this is really a good place. It’s really good for two people to talk about love."

Blackpool wrinkled his brows and felt that there was a problem that must be explained: "That, Wei Wei, you listen to me, although I appreciate you, I don't mean that to you at all."

Helen Weiwei smiled and felt like a big injury: "So why do you still want to marry me into the black house?"

"That is because..." Heizawa grabbed his long hair and suddenly had a kind of self-satisfaction. He really climbed out from the eyes of the old man today, just to be good with the stupid woman who is not open. After a while, I met Wei Wei!

Also, she should have seen him before.

How is it today...

Is it really that the hints he gave before were too obvious.

In the heart of Kurosawa, it was called a remorse, and he was afraid to directly say that he had hurt the face of Helen Weiwei, and he couldn’t tell why he had been scratching for a long time.

Helen Weiwei simply made a trick, buried his head on one side, his voice trembled, it sounded like crying: "I have been cheating on me all the time, I am paying for it, I am so sincere to you." ”

Kurosawa is stupid. He has known Herren Weiwei for so long. She has only seen her handsome and when she has seen her cry.

"I, I, I..." Kurosawa sat down, and his fingers licked the hair of Helen Weiwei: "I am a bastard."

He originally wanted to confess the lenient, who knows that this scene falls in the eyes of the coming people, and it becomes the warmth and intimacy of the two lovers after they have finished quarreling.

Sun Gonggong snorted and subconsciously turned back.

The silver mask of Bai Lijiajue is colder than ice at any time. He slightly wrinkles his eyebrows, and the ivory fingers are fastened to the martial arts parts that he just took to Helenweiwei. On the bag, the beautiful and sharp white teeth were slightly exposed, and the coldness of the ruined land could not be covered.

At this moment, his breath is no longer indifferent, but implies a cold.

Even the laughs are cold and people are shaking.

Through the noisy crowd, Brigadier looked at the prey that should have belonged to him, and told the other men the truth.

That is the case, let the chest of the Bailijiajue shock.

Spread out the boring feeling that even you are puzzling.

His martial arts are going to disappear again?

Oh, how about that.

Perhaps, after his prey and his beloved are reconciled, he will not think about the contract between them. Then, he will think about how to tell him about it, and then run away like the last time.

This series of speculations reminded again and again that the Bailijiajue - the prey he saw, does not belong to him.