Stay away from the door.
Zai Yoon. I’m sorry.
As if Ze Yin knew something, she let her hands loose silently.
Something? I’m sorry.
Can you save Hui?
Zai Yin came back to see her, slow down the road.
Yeah. I’m sorry.
“But don’t you give up looking for Lord Xai? “Ain won’t touch his heart.
It’s the only way to convince him that she died because of me.
The King of East Wildness will take care of Hee’s life? I’m sorry.
Ein knew that he was forcing him, and that the predicted tragedy had not come.
Ze Yin Wing Qing left and threw a sentence saying, “You’re a real man.
Help? “Ain smiled and laughed, and the man who beat himself up at first sight.
We’re gonna have to mess with people. When did she rely on him? When she was whipping herself.
He saved her, took her away from the eyes of others, or today he will see.
She was seen to be partial. She’s got something she shouldn’t expect.
In the evening, the twilight dyes the sky.
Ze Yin was carrying ink in the study, but with little in mind.
This morning, the sound of the ice sword led him to the temple.
He’s almost at a glance thinking of him.
The canal came back.
When they first met him in the world, he was a young man who followed him without face or skin.
She practises medicine.
Once upon a time, the canal came up with his icy sword and took a few moves.
Form, glamorous.
He sat around drinking and watching her dance.
Zayon, this sword sends me. She seems to be very excited.
“Yeah, call Uncle Sing. I’m sorry.
Next second, the ice sword almost hit him in the face.
Later, when he was about to send her the icy sword, she refused and never touched it.
Over the ice.
Ze Yon’s hand is full of ink.
He walked out of the study door unwittingly and went to the room where Ayn was temporarily placed in the far west seat.
In front of a man who had fallen upon him by mistake, Ze Yoon was busy kneeling down and bowing down, “Shin Qi, go ahead… Ze Yoon, please forgive me. I’m sorry.
“You’re kneeling on your knees, you’re kneeling dead in the world,” and Zeïon’s mouth smiles, “You can leave it to the east, of course.” I’m sorry.
Only Zayon Jun is the one who makes the King happy.
It took half a day for the seventh to understand that he was not blaming himself, to stand up slowly, whispering, and say, “Isn’t not a mortal kneeling with his emperor?” All those who are higher than themselves are kneeling. I’m sorry.
“You know a lot. Ze Yin thought that this man would not go to the Phoenix Palace, that Kiryu was a reader, that the famous storytellers of the East Fantasia were her guests, and that the court’s servants would go to the Phoenix Palace if they did nothing.
“What are you doing here?”
He had always loved quiet and had only a few servants and was responsible for daily chores such as cleaning the courtyard, so he was not surprised that the first seven were able to live far away.
The seventh year saw Ze Ying wrinkled and changed his mouth: “The seventh year came to see Princess Qinga at the behest of the Deutsche ruins. I didn’t know the princess was in the house.
I’m too busy to go back to my esteemed. I’m sorry.
“You don’t see Princess Chingka, you can’t tell her.”
She’s not far from the smell of Ain nearby. “You just have to go back and tell Deokun later.
It’s time to come and stay. I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
By feeling, he soon found Ein.
She did not live far away, but sat on a rock in the backyard and looked out at the pool.
The wind passes gently, and the tumbles on the pool.
She’s wearing a nice dress, a thin back image that’s wrapped in a mountain painting roll.
Zai Yin looked back on what he saw today, and he was so surprised that he had a strange heart.
Sensor.
Who’s the spirit living in Qinga’s body? Why do you say what he said?
“The fair one, the prince of the House of One God, who says mercy, and great love, can do it for me.”
Jealous to kill. I’m sorry.
Once upon a time, he said, “The heavenly people, who say love is merciful, can do it for their own good.
Yes. I’m sorry.
“There are others who care about her, and I can get it, and I’ll try it for her. Once, he said, “The canal, the summer of your mouth, is the greatest of heaven and demons.
I’ll give her a taste of the hated blood, the debt of the temple. I’m sorry.
Just a coincidence.
What she said and what she saw on her body was a coincidence.
If you want to know, there are ways to prove it.
If it were her, how would she face the dark memories of the past?
If it had not been for her, he would have been in such a mood that he looked forward to another failure.
It’s just, the guy from the Shingens isn’t that bad.
I can’t save her, but you can. I’m sorry.
Ze Yi was on her side, “I told you, the one you gave to Hui
Dynamite, it’ll increase by 10,000 years. I’m sorry.
“So what?”
At night, Deok-bok will come and let him tell you.
I’m afraid he already knows. I’m sorry.
Ein thought he was so careful that none of the people around him could hide it.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
The pool is silent, except the wind. Ze Yin did not respond, he said, “There are no rules for Zilong. If you want to go out, tell me I promised.” I’m sorry.
That’s why you left her?
How could she not know that Zeon had saved her, but there was a fear in his heart that it would burn more.
She had seen this before, but she did not think it, and then looked at the water of the river for a few hours, and realized that she had been anxious to leave the desert, because it was incriminating. It was determined that if he escaped, he would be able to live up to his illegitimacy.
Ein stood up and said, “If I had saved my life from prison, the King of the East Desert would have fallen in love, and the marriage would have affected him. I’m sorry.
“Do you know what a cold prison is? I’m sorry.
It’s hard to listen to him with some angry tone, and Ein smiles, “It won’t be a good place anyway. I’m sorry.
If it’s a lie, why wait until it’s a delusion?
“You! He had a little fear in his heart: “The East Desert and the heavens, where the benefits are not as simple as you think. Even if it wasn’t for you today, the East Union would not have married Kiriji to him. I’m sorry.
Ayn looked at him, and she thought she was a rock, but did not contradict his subsequent statement, “Sit behind.” * He’s the only one with a handsome eye.* Ein felt that the moment was worth writing down, and that it was immutable, even if it later became a paranoia and became a ashes.
The ruins came over the wall and fell so much.
“Don’t you know how to cross walls? “And why not go to the front door? I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid of causing trouble to you,” and Deok-shik stood up under her side and rushed up and down. Did I bully you? Did you–“
“No, you can’t stay with him. You’re no match for him. The more he says, the more he’s worried, the more he’s busy taking her out, the more he is, the better he is. I’m sorry.
“What can he do?”
What’s the misunderstanding?
“Don’t say that, Master, can you save Hui?” I’m sorry.
“The one you brought yesterday? “I’m sorry, my dear, but even the fairies are dead.” I’m sorry.
“What if she took the pills you gave me in heaven? I’m sorry.
“What? *And it’s a big shock *
It took 779 or 49 days to get the white formula for the teacher.
Precious medicine. I can’t believe you gave it to someone else.
But this isn’t about being cheap…
Ain’s left ear came out in his right ear, and after listening to him,
“How to save Hui?”
Deok-bok looked at her nice smile, and she was in the middle of it.
If you can do that, you can take the phantom bottle and take it back and put it up.
The ceremonial will send her back to retort. I’m sorry.
Deok-bak turned out a white tile and a piece of paper and handed it to her hand.
“Is this for me? I’m sorry.
“You know what? I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Master. I’m sorry.
“What’s the big deal?
There’s light on top. * And she’s not changed at all *
In one sentence, she almost thought she was wrong.
“Ain, a good boy. I’m sorry.
He sent the Deok-shik master away. It was too late.
He’s trying to find a way to get rid of Hee.
See a light.
When he approached Zayon, he put on a lamp, and for the first time saw him in a dress other than ink, and struck a white white robe with wide sleeves, as long as a jade. Look closely at it, unlike the beauty of Quim, it’s a rare, old-fashioned style, and the moon is as soft as a few points.
In Wei Wei is a bit distracted.
“Let’s go. Aren’t we going to collect Hui’s soul?” “It’s not like he’s talking.
In the night, Ain heard his heart beating and his voice was squealing, asking him whether it was meant to wait for her, and felt that it was too vague and simply nodding.
There was a curfew on the night of the Orient House, so there was silence outside, with only patrol guards travelling.
On the way, from time to time, guards came forward to question them, but they saw Zayonjun and walked away. The King of East Waste said that he was the only one who did not follow the rules of the East Waste.
I see, if he had not been, he would have been stopped by the door.
They walk side by side, but also from a distance.
“Where are you going?”
With Ze Yin’s pass, she can go wherever she wants.
“Let’s go to Choi’s dining room, and if we don’t find Hee, we’ll find Charlene again.” I’m sorry.
Ze Yin, “The dining room should go east. I’m sorry.
For the first time, he hated himself for being the one who knew nothing.
When she came out, Ze Yindo said, “She should have been here. Fong felt it. I’m sorry.
Ein was not disappointed, but curiously asked, “What is the difference between you and the mortals? I’m sorry.
“No, it tastes less, less, usually cold. And he said, “And the fairies do not have to rely on food to maintain their physical strength. I’m sorry.
“Did you ever eat food in the world?” I’m sorry.
Zai Yoon Weiwei’s head. Hundreds of years ago, he and the canals were made to taste in the hands of the canals because of the oblivion of the valleys, the wild smell of fish and dolphins, and the wild smell of mountains. He cut the wood, hunted, preferred to sit on a tree next to the kitchen, and looked through the window at the side of the face where she focused on cooking, a picture he would not forget.
He did not interrupt his thoughts, but looked at him in silence. Perhaps he will never know how gentle his smile was at this time, and the two men of Zayon-Jun were judged by the eyes of those who were in contempt.
I was a little surprised to see them at Phoenix House. After Ayn told her to come, Kiryu took her to Charlene with her by chance.
As soon as she left, Ze Ying sat in the hall seat and put his hand in the air to stop the expected garb, “Don’t say anything. I’m sorry.
It’s too much to ask.
Zai Yin saw it. She was upset to see her walking around. “Only two questions. I’m sorry.
“Why did Master save Princess Ching Ka?” I’m sorry.
Ze Ying had a cup of tea and said, “I fucked her earlier, and it was personal.” I’m sorry.
Such a flat answer, a bit boring, is the last question left.
It’s so straightforward, it’s so confusing.
“Does Master like her? I’m sorry.
Ze Yin looked at her and said, “If she’s the cause, I love her. If not, a little bit of love wouldn’t exist. Yeah, he wouldn’t allow himself to cross even a little bit.
Kiryu asked himself a more boring question, how can he take the initiative of Qing Jia-gah’s master?
Ain came out and shook her head, “Charlene has fallen asleep or has not found the soul of A Hui. I’m sorry.
When they said goodbye to Kiryu, she said to Yin.
Can I talk to you sometimes? I’m sorry.
Aren’t you going to stay with her? Ein thought so, but smiled and promised.
At the end of the day, there was a feeling of resonance.
Okay. Besides, she’s on her own trip to help her get back together.
“Let’s go back. Tomorrow we’ll start all over again.
Let’s go! * She’s got a big mouth *
After that, I thought he’d be with you.
How many times? It’s embarrassing.
Zai Yin doesn’t care, “One last place.” I’m sorry.
“Where?”
“Hong Yong Tung.” I’m sorry.
“There you are. I’m sorry.
Ain sensed her breath in front of the door of the compartment where he had lived.
“Did you come to see me?”
There’s no response.
She took out the china bottle, and the green spirit entered it in a moment.
Mouth, put on the command sign. The white vase disappears in a moment, leaving only paper to burn.
Burn, fall on the ground.
“Pretty. I’m sorry.
I can’t hear your story, too bad.
May you never touch me again.
Bye, Hui, Ho.
He stood alone in the courtyard for a while, and finally went to the courtyard door.
She.
Far from it, a white figure is particularly visible in the night.
Ain called, “Ze Yijun. I’m sorry.
The white man turned around, it wasn’t a big accident. “Sir, it’s too late.
What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to see the Deok-buk Master,” he smiled and said, “I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
“Wait. I’m sorry.
Ein reluctantly stood up.
“Don’t you want to talk to your brother now? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t.”
You’ve got to hate me.
But I don’t want you moths on fire, and I want you to come with Ze Yi.”
He’s starting to say something.
To make you jealous? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t expect you to be light on Zeïon, but I didn’t think you’d be good at it.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen anything like it. I’m sorry.
“Sister-in-law,” as I was saying, “Who knows about him and the demons?
Is there a relationship in the summer? I’d rather give up the fairy tale for her. You’d like to be the replacement for Xanax.
Substitute? I’m sorry.
Alternatives. She has no body or soul.
“What’s with you?” I’d rather be an alternative. I’m sorry.
“You! I’m sorry.
He’s not able to speak for half a day. I’ll know who’s listening.
How humble it is to the dust, but she alone understands the bitterness of it.
She didn’t say anything, went straight out.
Ze Yon saw her, jumped from the tree, fell to the ground, “It’s done.”
Yeah? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
Ze Yin hit a yawn and walked down the road, “Go back to bed. In the light of the moon, Ayn looked at him, and made a wish.
May he remain by his side until heaven has punished him. Even if there is no response, even if there is no future.
Fake is good, and desire is good, and when you decide to like you, you can be the courage of a moth.
It’s a good place to spend time.
For a few days, Ayn loved it, because she had no idea why she had an exclusive interest in the medical book, not least because he often met Ze Yi, who was always sitting at the scene of the crime, or writing, and used to study ink for him.
One day, Ze Yoon looked up and noticed the medical book on her hand, asking her with a little surprise. She was so busy with her medical book, she changed it to a geo-state. She laughed at herself, thinking that it was hard to be an alternative when she said so in front of him.
Later, Ze Ying said he was a busy man and bored and taught Ayn to play chess.
Ain’s progress is fast, and soon he will be able to fight Ze Yi.
“Yo, I’ve always wanted to knock Princess Qinga’s head open. I’m sorry.
After Ayn had won him several times in a row, Zeon lamented it with a bit of a bit of a shock, and his chess was lost only in the light. She said she didn’t have a name.
Mr. Zai Yin’s finger pointed at the table, and he thought a little bit, and he said, “Oh, shit.
Then you come with me to the Palace of No Worry and win all the wine. I’m sorry.
“I’m seven you three?”
“How about a 50-50?
If Hengen knew they dug a hole, he’d start counting his wine.
Spit out blood.
The best of times, right now.
Ein and Ze Yi went beyond her initial carelessness and hid her heart.
It’s unexpected that we can become friends.
Charlene came in to report, “The Princess is here to see you. I’m sorry.
Charlene woke up and was arranged to serve Ayn. Kirin has always lived far away these days.
I’m not looking for her master, I’m looking for Ain to hear about the book, sometimes in two places.
People can talk for half a day.
Ein somehow, the more he’s with Kiri, the more he’s got a feeling of affection.
“Come on. * Put down your pieces and stand up *
I’m not going anywhere. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it just the clichés and clichés? Zai Yin, while she’s walking out of the library and thinking about training Kiri’s fairies,
It’s not a little short, so she’ll have to run away every day.
Suddenly, he remembered the last time he complained, it was 600 years ago.
“Come on, come on! At the gate, see her and say hello.
Ayn wonders, “What’s going on today?” I’m sorry.
“Go to the Burning Garden.” “Today is the mother.”
In her next birthday, she set up a stage there, anyone can see it. I’m sorry.
“No, I’m still a sinner. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, Mother, Sister, Second Sister, it’s not there. “Ni can see her burden.
Woe, “They don’t look down on the play, they don’t look down on it. I’m sorry.
But…
“Come on, let’s go.”
Ze Yin, let me know.
When I saw Ze Yi at the beginning of the seventh day, I was forced to move from Hung Yong to Zhui.
The 7th was ordered to go to the library, remembering the three princesses came to find the temple.
It’s not obvious. He’ll be very careful to report.
Well, don’t get angry.
And the Garden of Hell is as it is said, and none of the wrong-doers is there, and Ayn lays down his heart.
Ribbon sat her in the corner, and there was a scene on the stage where lovers were beaten for their revenge.
“So boring. For a while, Kirin turned around and said, “Sorry, I didn’t know it was such a boring story. I’m sorry.
Ein was a little bored, too, and he was just playing around with her, “When will you and Gu Yubuki have a good result? I’m sorry.
Kirin laughed, “Isn’t it right now? He’s with me, we’re together, and it’s good. I’m sorry.
“The marriage between the Tin and the Eastwood…”
“It’s none of your business. As if the wind was light as it was saying about others, “I went to a distant place in the evening and heard the words of my master by the pool.” I’m sorry.
In recollection of that day, Zeïon said, “The world of Eastwood and the sky, where the benefits are not as simple as you think. Even if it wasn’t for you today, the East Union would not have married Kiriji to him. I’m sorry.
In the end, he understood how she had disturbed her fate, and if she had not lied to him at the time, he might have been able to follow him. Now that he and he are married, it is wrong and wrong for them to marry when they are married, because of the recent upheavals of the demons, and because the sky wants to take advantage of the calming of the desert, which is not a tool.
It’s all that Kirin doesn’t know about, and Ain’s heart is dark and he’s snoring.
Soon, the two men rose up to go back to their homes.
“It’s not as good as what we heard yesterday. I’m sorry.
Ain nodded his head and just fell asleep. Suddenly, the tweezers stopped.
Step.
Following her eyes were a few noble women from the east.
He heard them talking about the play.
“It’s so touching. Why can’t anyone in love be together? I’m sorry.
“They have a grudge against each other. They’re not all part of the bridge. I’m sorry.
“Is this the same for Zai Yinjun and Lord Xinxia? I’m sorry.
“You’re going to die, you dare to mention the name Xanaxa. I’m sorry.
“Feared of what, the sky can still control us?” And the summer is a curse.
Ze Yijun lost his fairy tale. I’m sorry.
“How pretty should she look? I’m sorry.
“It’s just a magic trick. I hear a lot of them.
Men have been involved. There’s a lot of love. I’m sorry.
Ein found that the tritium was becoming more silent, squeezing on its lips, without the usual smile.
“If you dare to speak to Lord Xai, do you know your guilt? I’m sorry.
It’s not very loud, but it’s still.
Kirin said nothing and pulled Ayn away, and Ain had listened to the sarcasm of the noble women behind him.
“Whisper was just angry? I’m sorry.
“Wasn’t you dare do anything to us? I’m sorry.
“It’s not up to Ze Yijun, or who will give her face. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“Chinga,” he asks, “You know why people call themselves adults when they talk about summer?” She’s a demon. I’m sorry.
“Because she’s the wife of Zai Yin?” I’m sorry.
“No, no. She looked at her and said, “Because she had practiced medicine in the world, she had accumulated so much good that, for the first time, people had broken their prejudices against the gods and set her up a temple. I’m sorry.
“But then something happened, and as the generation that was favoured by her passed away, people began to forget her work, and now it is Lord Xai who cares about her and her master’s past. I’m sorry.
It may have been childhood experiences, and Kirin is used to being called a loser and being bullied by her brothers and sisters, but she still cannot bear the words of someone who says she cares. She knows what to say, what to see, what to live in, and what to maintain.
“No wonder you stood up for her today.” I’m sorry.
“Because I always felt that Lord Xai should be remembered, not only for her love.
Love, “It’s a little sad smile, “Whatever, it’s those who are completely distorted and misled.
Solve the story. I’m sorry.
“The world likes to talk about other people’s experiences after tea.
I always get jealous. Ayn comforted her.
Go back to the room of Ziain.
Kirin shut the door like there’s something to say.
Why are you stalling Charlene?
Ein poured herself and her tea and waited for her to come down.
“Chinga, let me tell you something. Don’t be surprised. I’m sorry.
So seriously, Ein was trying to make fun of her, “If it wasn’t for me, everything else would be a shock.
I can’t. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, but don’t get me wrong. I’m sorry.
Ein is stunned, he’s drunk tea and he’s in shock.
“Chinga, I really like you. I’m sorry.
Ain almost spilled tea. “Why are you choking? “I’ve been so busy with her, “I really wanted to be your friend, even though I came to help him worry about you at first. I’m sorry.
Ain knew he was going to be wrong and shot her on the back, “What is there to apologize for? I’m sorry.
‘Cause you’re worried about you, don’t want you to spend time with your master, and Kiri is ready to be blamed, ‘so I think I’m going to come more often and you’re not going to get along with your master. But then I really liked you and wanted to be your friend. I’m sorry.
He raised his hand, and he thought she couldn’t beat her, he closed her eyes, he opened his eyes, he smiled, and his finger hit her in the head, “It’s even.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the pain in my head, and I asked, “Can we still be like this? I’m sorry.
I can’t help but laugh at the way she looks.
Kirin gave her a hug, somehow, and the person in front of her was always able to give her a sense of comfort, which reminded her of Lord Xai.
“You’re the best. I’m sorry.
“I know. I’m sorry.
By the way, I’ve been hearing about you and Master in the East Waste these days. I’m sorry.
“Sitting with him would have been happier, but suffering, but without him, there would have been no difference between me and him. I’m sorry.
Isn’t that what you’re saying? Rin was worried about Ayn being alone, but neither was.
Only Ein knows that there will certainly be no difference, either she returns or her soul is disintegrated, and Ze Ying is just one of her love’s hastily passing through the world, and she does not necessarily feel that she likes it more than heaven.
The dining room.
“Students, look, the red herd should be blown up in the pot, then put on a sauce, and put it in the pot for a half-hour, and the demigod puddle in the waist, explaining.
Ein was sitting at the table, with grapes in his hand, looking up at him, “Please. I’m sorry.
Noding, first put the fish in the oil pan, the hot oil sprung out, he jumped out, touched the earplugs, “It’s hot. I’m sorry.
“Did you just get a hot pot?”
“Don’t get in the way. Next step.” He’s holding a spoon, and every flip seems to be fighting the fish in the oil pan.
On the face of a martyr who saw his death.
“Did you get the sauce?”
“Ah?” And he hit his head, “forgot, shit. * And then grab a big salt *
Put it in the pot.
Ain’s, “A little salt. * Can you eat this? *
“It’s okay, it’s okay, we’re all good. I’m sorry.
“The sugar plus three spoons. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
“Fifty. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
Beans. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“Was there anything else to add? “I think Deok-bok realized something was wrong.
Yeah, shouldn’t he be in charge? I was invited to cook for her today. What?
She taught herself.
“No, let’s get started.” Ain lamented, “You’ve been with her for years and you haven’t learned anything about cooking fur? I’m sorry.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I’m sorry.
“Forget it, “Ayn chews grapes, ” just watching you cook, and thinks what’s next. I’m sorry.
“I don’t believe it. I’ve seen your wife cook for thousands of years, and I haven’t seen her. He took a special look at her, “Unless you try it.” I’m sorry.
Ein wiped his hands and stood up by the stove. I’m sorry.
She thought a little bit, and then she took a fish out of the basket, and she went to the canteen, and she cut, sliced, tasted, cooked, and came down in an orderly fashion and looked at the ruins.
He was surprised to say nothing.
Red scallop, white pheasant, bean buns, emerald cabbage, etc.
Ain’s forehead is covered in sweat, and she rubbed it with her handkerchief, “Taste it. I’m sorry.
Great. He took a pair of chopsticks and put a rib in the entrance, and he couldn’t help but wonder, “Ayn, you’re not a chef to cook for the Emperor in the past. I’m sorry.
“Maybe.” He’s too lazy to talk to him, he’s asked him to bring some food back to Kiryu and he’s packed four dishes with a food box. She walks out of the house with a food box, and she’s not in the night, and she’s in the dark, and she’s in the dark, and she’s in tears. I’m sorry.
This amazing cooking goes without saying that the last time she came to Qinga she knew how to use a cold condensed pill to cure the poison of her locomotives, without exception pointing to that man, the late summer.
The German ruins were blind, and the chopsticks were dropped, “and this decision of no light is incorrect. I’m sorry.
And the shadow of a woman in a water-colored dress came upon her, and the sound of a clear bell came in the wind.
“The canals. It’s like he’s covered in a force and he can’t get away with it. I’m sorry.
The women heard, slightly sided their faces, and the light eyes were empty and strange.
He reached out to touch her, but the woman immediately became blood.
Don’t!
Zayon opened his eyes and this dream again.
The house was quiet, the night wind came in through the window, and he rose up and replaced himself with sweaty and wet clothes, wearing a robe and pushing the door.
But she stood outside the door, and she looked up, and she laughed, “Yo, having nightmares? “What can scare me?” I’m sorry.
It’s a little sad to be seen in the face.
He tried to pull back his face and approach her.
The plate, it’s a little out of place.
He leaned down, one hand against the doorboard on her head, leaving her with the space agency.
Little, he’s got his head down and his nose’s about to rub.
Time seems to be condensed, and obscurant in the air.
Ain looks at him calmly, but his heart is like a river.
Come on, be false, be faithful, be with me forever.
I don’t know. Ze Ying stopped by her lips, “What’s up? I’m sorry.
His breath, if he leaves the earth and he’s woven with his own breath.
I had to throw my food box in his arms.
Wine. I’m sorry.
She ran away, turned her back towards him, went into the yard, breathed a little.
Don’t think about it.
Ze Yin laughed so hard that he couldn’t stand by the door for a while.
What’s going on?
He can’t be too excited about the second person except for the canal.
In the light of the moon, Zilong lives in a small house.
Ain put the dishes on the stone table and didn’t look at him. I’m sorry.
Ze Yon is in a bit of a hurry. Can I eat the food he made?
Fortunately, Ze Yoon came back for the first seven years to pick up wine, and Zeok Ying’s cooking skills were so strange in the sky in the early years that he was famous for eating the fairies, so strange that he didn’t know his parents, and he was so passionate about cooking.
“Why do you keep drinking? “Ayn was a bit strange, caught a piece of fish and swallowed it in his strange eyes.
Ze Yin just wanted to say something to stop her, see her look, and he grabbed a chopstick.
“Aw, you made this? I’m sorry.
“Thank you for taking me in these days. The blogger adds:
It is a coincidence that Ze Yin’s taste still lingers with familiar tastes and that he knows that it is impossible to convince himself several times.
“Aw, who were you in the last life? I’m sorry.
Time to come or come.
In his eyes, he saw thirst, sorrow, love that was about to devour her, but she was sober to know that this strong love was not for her.
She said she was willing to be an alternative, but instead of calling herself Ain, or reading a doctor’s book, she did not want to tell him that she was a cook, or that she had no sense of self-esteem and stubbornness.
For some reason, it seemed as though she was so careful to hide it, but she was not stupid enough to think that Zeon would fall in love with her, even if she betrayed Xianxia.
“A wicked man. “Ain smiles light and light, and the wind is light and light, and it’s as if he can’t go back to his enthusiasts, either by killing and setting fire in his last life, or by neglecting others, and by sin.” You don’t know, do you? I’m sorry.
“I don’t believe it. “How can a man who, at all costs, can seek justice for others, even willing to endure punishment for herself, be what she says is a heinous man?”
“So what? Because he smiled and hit him in the head. “Don’t you think I’m going to be the spirit of a fairy house? I’m sorry.
And Zayon (O dear Prophet Mohammed – peace and blessings be upon him) does not speak. That is how he expected. But reason told him that if she had had summer, she would not have felt the power of summer, even if it had been a ghost, and would have had the same breath of summer.
“I’m kidding. Ain had a glass of wine, a strong drink into his throat, and it was bitter. And the night wind is warm when it is spring, and it is as if Zeon was in the cold of winter, and it is as if the blazing flames of paranoia that have risen up, were poured into the cold water of reality.
And before he first met her in the Eastwood, he was as desolate as he had been before, and he confined himself to his house, watching as the day turned into night and as the night turned into day. However, she entered his room by mistake, opened the window, filled the dark room with light and told him to walk out.
That’s when he really started going out and trying to look around, especially her.
In the face of her, even though he could not find a trace of the same cause on this beautiful face, her courage, her calmness, her aversion always reminded him of the cause. Though he was unwilling to admit it, he did approach her unwittingly, engraved her anger and joy and entered the hidden corners of his heart.
And Zayon intoxicated himself with a glass, and Ein did not advise him, nor did he leave, but he was silent.
She looked at him undisguised, and if Zeon had looked at her at the moment, she would have been moved by what was in her eyes, perhaps it would have been difficult to overwhelm her promise of summer, bite her lips and get drunk.
Not knowing how many hours have passed, and the sky is white.
Last night’s wine gave Ze Ying a sleep. He was lying on a rock table, with his eyes closed.
Ayn smiled, and stood up in relief, and suddenly he fell down on his body, and his lips kissed his eyebrow, and his soft lips gravitated through his cold forehead, and touched it, and walked away.
When he got up in the first seven years of his life, he was on his way to the yard to clean up, and he saw Ein come out and ran over him, and he didn’t have time to salute him, but to hear her say, “Take a cape for Ze Yin. I’m sorry.
“Yes. “The princess is in such a hurry today. I’m sorry.
