long scattered, gentle Iraqis

He looks blank, a wave, everyone was overjoyed, their rituals, then Zuoniaoshousan. ... ... Shino silent, Supergrass wind disease, a piece of the country's air Dangqi grass, Zhuo Ouyang where long days staring at the gravestone, but also a few times down the linembt shoes clearance ceremony, Chen Sheng said: "Miss, go." Ouyang Orchid nibble lips, slowly catch up, where Cho was abruptly stopped and asked: "Miss, recruited by dying before, may have last words?" "My father, he said that to me to be subjected to under the aegis of Zongtan Erdang Jia, Er Dangjia, life and death of my father's brother." Ouyang Orchid slightly nutation, finished these words, a pair of Qiaomu flow in waves, Zhuo who seemed to care about the answer. Zhuo who heard a little meal, long while before: "Well, let's go Zongtan it." Yanba again, Ouyang Orchid hand fiddled with the hem of dress, his face was a blur of rose blush, lip sip a sip, seems to want to say something, looked at Cho who run away, in the end is followed. Zhuo who walked, suddenly felt the fast pace behind them, and then wrapped in a cloud of incense to the wind, a mass attached to his gentle vest, surrounded by Ouyang Orchid hands, around his body. "... ... To Zongtan Zhuo messenger who, after Orchid go with you, how are you?" Zhuo any back, I would see the son of Ouyang Orchid ears are infected with a layer of red tide, which she was a daughter home and other words it is ashamed to speak, managed to pop out for the fine teeth, the sound of soft words, if mosquito He heard in the ears, but it is whole body shake, mouth freely their opinion, a long time can not make a sound. Road riding cents in early chapters one hundred and ninetieth damn him! Breeze chaos black hair, long scattered, gentle Iraqis.