I went through, became a Taifu. I went through, became a Taifu.
Fortunately, I traveled to East Liang, where women are in power.
Unfortunately, this Taifu is a fucking man!
Fortunately, my emperor student is also passing through.
I told the Emperor I wanted to leave the palace.
Out of the toilet? Left. “The Emperor’s left eye twitched slightly, and it seemed to be silent.
She thought she was funny, huh.
Yes, you’re right. It’s her.
The Emperor is a woman, and this is the kingdom of Eastern Liang.
“The Emperor, with his high age, wants to resign and go back home to grow. I’m sorry.
“If I remember correctly, Taifu was just over 20. I’m sorry.
“He’s still here, he’s old. I’m sorry.
The Emperor put down his hand and thought about it.
“Okay, then get yourself out of the palace.” “If you can get out.” I’m sorry.
I’m happy to leave.
I, Seo-hu — to be precise, my soul in the “Suh-hu” — came from the twenty-first century.
Just graduated from college, took over a big factory, missed a day’s shift, fell asleep and passed through.
Wear it and wear it to a country where women are in power.
And most of all, I’m a flower girl, in such a lowly place, and I end up in the body of a man.
It’s a little older than the Emperor, and it’s Seo Mumoto.
“I” has been in the palace since I was a child, taking over from my dead mother’s curator, and this is the second generation.
So, I’m four years younger than the Emperor’s boss this year.
I’d better get out of this place before I plan.
That’s why I asked the Emperor to resign.
I’ve never been out of the palace, but how hard can it be to get out of a building?
Two hours later, I found myself too naive.
And I stood before the Emperor again, crying, “Damn, you’re a woman’s boss, who owns 100,000 acres of land.” I’m sorry.
Yes, the palace is too big, and I’m lost, and I’m taken back to the Golden Palace by the close handmaiden of the Emperor.
My feet came out of the bubble so I couldn’t help but yell.
I didn’t think the twitching of the left eye was even worse.
“Isn’t Tsui Tai Fu Mo with a nickname? I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“Ma, and Lisa. And she thought, and she added, “No, it’s Jay, it’s Jesus. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised, and it’s killing me to break my foot.
Shit! It hurts!
“Shit! Pain and pain. I sit on the floor with my ass and I exhale with my feet and I’m in a pretty bad position. I’m sorry.
And the eyes of the above-behind, with tears, stinging the bells on their heads: Me too! I’m sorry.
That’s good. I’ll see you back home.
I want to cry with my head.
“No, Your Majesty, we must both have one here. “Small A and B spoke firmly and rejected her as dead.
I cannot help but give birth to a few words of appreciation: “Are the handmaidens here so daring to resist the ruling class?” Thinking is really progressive. I’m sorry.
Bullshit! “It’s a little bit of angry, and a beautiful face has raised two red clouds of fury, like the peach petals that were raging in the first spring.
It’s a shame to be an emperor without being the chief, and I feel sorry for the man of this day.
“They’re afraid I’ll kill myself! “It’s still angry.”
“Huh? I’m sorry.
And she waved, and made two handmaidens stand far apart, and though she could still see us in shape, she could not hear the distance between us.
“I’ve tried many suicides to get back, and I’ve been rescued. She was sitting next to me, sitting there, “Can you put your stinking feet down first?” I’m sorry.
I smelled it. It didn’t stink.
The little sister was so angry, I put my foot down.
She turned the liner of the high collar, and if it were to be purified, it would be a mark of an attempted hanging.
Raised his left hand and rolled his sleeves up, with a scar of three or four centimetres, and had been sprung like a snake on her white wrist.
She pointed to the little A-Bi, who was far away, and said, “So now the ministers have two dead men who have been watching me 24 hours more than they can monitor. I’m sorry.
This operation is a real bitch! I’m impressed.
“It’s awesome. I put my thumbs up for her, “Why are you still here?” I’m sorry.
“Damn! It’s not like you’ve been saved. She held her face with her hands, her elbow on her knees, and she looked sad, “Looks like this road is out of reach. I’m sorry.
“But now it’s okay to know that you’re also coming through. “I’m glad I’m not alone. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I really appreciate it.
In an effort to welcome me as a “same country” , I was given 10 acres of wasteland in my backyard on the same day.
There are ten large basketball courts, which are no more than a vegetable, and it is clear that the agricultural shed is to be developed.
As two pitiful passers-by, I was in the same position as the one who lived with the other.
I instructed Little Ace to make a card with wood, and a mahjong of Sichuan, and four people to have a little gambling.
And I’m not failing the land I’ve given me, and I’ve planted some greasy cabbage, and I’m going to make some modern food.
It’s so boring to cook here, and even worse, to give the recipe.
It’s a nice little dessert. I love it.
So I had to do everything on my own, and I developed a basic plant in the palace.
The Ben Yunnan people also built a dark room against the wall to grow mushrooms and sympathosis.
It’s a surprise to me that all of this, because of a girl’s soul, looks like a woman, doesn’t seem to the East Liang people to say harmony.
It was only on that day that one of the renegade officials gave him seven days off, saying that he would not have to go up and rest at home.
Even if I went to her, I was stuck in the door by little armor, telling His Majesty to be alone.
What the hell? It’s hard to grow up with a bad face.
I had experience with this, so I pushed the door to the bed, despite Koji’s obstruction.
“Your Majesty, I have a plan for you. I was yelling at the palace while pushing the door.
It is only when we get close that we realize that the rules of treachery sit in a luxurious bed made of walnuts and walnuts, which, although somewhat unnatural, is still smooth.
I held out my hand and touched it. It’s like a skinned egg.
He’s got a red face, he’s turning his top to one side, and his ass is still as if he’s a new plume.
“What are you doing? Something’s going on. Don’t move. I’m sorry.
They’re girls. Why are you so shy?
In retrospect, no. She probably thought I was a man.
You don’t think I’m taking advantage of her? That’s a big misunderstanding!
I was just trying to explain that the people sitting on the bed were hanging their thighs, and their faces were getting thicker.
“Go, I’ll see you in a few days. She was impatient to wave.
“What’s wrong with you? I’m a little worried about this, and I’m taking a step forward.
Don’t come near me! She got up and drank me out loud.
There was a small amount of fresh blood on the bed, which appeared to have infiltrated.
That’s it?
“You’ve come to Aunty? I’m sorry.
“Yeah!” She looked at the blood and looked at me, “You’re a bitch, but you’re a man. I’m sorry.
No, why are you calling me a pussy?
She never said anything like this before.
Although my soul is essentially a woman, it’s a little glass heart.
However, it’s easy for a girl in her physiology to get angry, and I fully understand it as a stranger.
It’s just her next sentence, and I don’t get it.
“I used to be a straight-on-the-steal guy. I’m in trouble. My ass is like a door open. I’m sorry.
Wait!
“You…” I lifted my fingers and pointed at her, “Your core is a man.” I’m sorry.
“What, no! * He stomps his sleeves and breaks his jar, but the look on the girl’s face doesn’t look so good.
“Don’t try to take advantage of me. I’m like you in the past. I’m sorry.
I want to cry without tears: “No, but there’s a woman in me.” I’m sorry.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
We were both face-to-face, and we sat in the big bed, and we forgot to remind her of her ass.
The amount of information is a little big and takes time to digest.
We went through it, we wore it to a place where women were inferior, and the sex was turned against us.
I’m going to die!
And as we were silent, the frown wrinkled, and cursed the word “fuck.”
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
She, no, it’s him now.
“The blood is coming out again.” I’m sorry.
That’s why I’m here.
“You’re not going up because you’re here? I’m sorry.
“So I can’t go up there with my ass on my shirt? “There’s no sanitary towel here. I’m sorry.
It’s weird to have a towel.
But there’s nothing to control!
I called Ace to my side, “Go get some fine cotton and cotton cloth.” I’m sorry.
Ace responded and went.
“What are you doing? “I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
“Make you a sanitary towel and fix your bleeding. I’m sorry.
“You can fucking do this yourself? His incredible voice is about to turn the roof over, and I just think the eardrums are buzzing.
Ace was quick, but in a few minutes a large basket of cotton and a roll of cotton cloth came back.
I took out the scissors and started to cut them, and then I pressed the cotton down a little bit, and I shoved it into the ball, and I sewd it on both sides.
“Pants off. * I’ve got my own mammoth towel in my hand, and I waved at it. *
“Here? Are you sick?”
His face was red, and I could see the white smoke above my head.
I reacted to the sound in my ear, and there was something wrong. He might bleed out of his pants.
I can’t help but think about it.
I had to come back and stand in the distance, “Go get the Emperor a clean rag.” I’m sorry.
The temperature on his face has not faded, staring at me with one eye, probably thinking, whether I should continue or just drag me out and chop my head off.
New problems come along with rags.
I can’t put my own aunt’s towel on it…
“No, forget it. I really don’t want to talk about it anymore. “and he fell down on his bed, like a doll with a soul torn from.
“You’re a big man. How can you be ashamed of your period? You think, change.”
I’m going to turn over my rags and teach him.
All of a sudden, let’s make some sleeping pants
I’m such a smart-ass, and I’m a little bit impressed by my wisdom.
“What are the sleeping pants?”
“You don’t understand, good stuff. I’m sorry.
I’ll go out again and get the best embroidery in the palace.
After all, it’s a bit difficult. The art industry is a professional.
“Can you spare me? Aren’t I ashamed of myself? “I can feel the tummy of twilight.”
“All right, Ace, change the Emperor’s embroidery. I’m sorry.
The embroidery came very quickly. She’s an old aunt. She looks old-fashioned.
“Seen His Majesty. I’m sorry.
He is already in a state of shame, pulling down his mantle and lying dead in his bed.
The embroidery girl kneels on her knees, and she won’t move.
I picked her up before I went up and gave her a simple answer.
It’s about a new, two-story, middle cotton, just a little more air.
The embroidery lady was a capable woman with a good heart, left hand scissors, right hand needles, flipping up and down for a moment, and a simple pair of sleeping pants came out.
“Your Majesty, will you try? “I tried to shout at the bed.
“Don’t try, just die. I’m sorry.
When it came out, the embroidery girl fell down on her knees, screaming, “Supreme, I’ll be damned.” I’m sorry.
Little Ace was also a flash to the bed, pulling out the lid.
“Your Majesty. I’m sorry.
The life of the hyena looks upon us unlovable and sheds a tear.
“Try it, if it’s bad, I’ll never do it again. “I raised my right hand and raised three fingers, “I swear, believe me this time. I’m sorry.
He’s staring at me, and his eyes are full of tears, so clear.
Shit, I feel like I’m going to bend, and I feel like I’m coming in.
And I got him up, and I got him to clean up, and then I put on the short sleeping pants.
When he came back, he was covered in red and powdered on both ears.
The two big eyes blinked and walked in a twist, “It’s good, thank you.” I’m sorry.
“I can’t help but wonder if Taifu has such a congenial idea, and I wonder if his handmaiden can spread it in the palace.” I’m sorry.
“Of course, it’s best to get out of the palace so that all women can benefit. I’m sorry.
“My Lord Taifu is kind and kind. “The embroidery lady has been very kind to me.
“No harm in it, but the Emperor’s mercy, the light of the day. Girls help girls. I’m sorry.
“What? “The embroidery bitch is a bitch.
I waved: “Nothing is going to help one another.” I’m sorry.
“No, no, no. “I can’t afford to lose this man. I’m sorry.
Huh, man.
He accidentally stepped on the tug of the floor and went straight to the bed.
I reached out to help, but he pulled me to bed.
His face is right in front of me, and his lips are almost bound together, and his warm breath is spraying on each other’s faces.
My face starts to get hot, my heart beats and my tongue stammers: “Well, then, either, call it, “Sleep pants, little deck?” I’m sorry.
He also answered a “good” with a bump.
So the embroidery lady went down, and little A and E put down the mantle again and left us in the account.
I look at her face, the almonds, the eyelashes like butterflies, the little shadows, the small noses, the color of her lips, and the grotesque lips.
It’s a perfect makeup template for actresses.
“You look great. We’re speaking in the same voice.
“You like men, women? We’re all in one voice again.
“Ass. It’s God-sync again.
I sat up in a hurry, sat on my side to the bed, biting on my lips and regretting in my heart.
Shit, did I really bend?
Most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet.
“Well, let’s talk about something. He coughed.
“What is it?”
“You turn around first. I’m sorry.
And I slowly moved in front of him, and the remaining warmness of my face had not faded.
And he was not in any better condition, and his face was still powdered: “Why don’t you become a Phoenix?” I’m sorry.
Explain, Feng is the queen of the feudal dynasty.
“Huh? I’m sorry.
He grabbed his hair with shame: “I couldn’t bear it when the ministers cried every day for me to spoil the palace and spread the leaves.” I’m sorry.
I thought about that image — a “weak woman” with a steel-hard core and a bunch of beautiful men in the harem — and I couldn’t stand to laugh at it.
He’s not angry, but his frowns seem really disturbing: “How can I be given so many men…”
“What’s the use of looking for me? I’m sorry.
“Let’s do a show of kindness, so we can shut them up. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it appropriate? “I think of the obscurity of being in bed, and I can’t say it.
“Appointment. He said, “That’s it. I’m sorry.
It’s a hell of a thing to call me Phoenix.
A group of aunts, headed by the Minister of Social Affairs, voted against the decision.
“Your Majesty, although younger than His Majesty, you are a man and you have not yet left the palace. But he’s in Taifu, and he’s the King’s nominal teacher. I’m sorry.
“There is a contradiction in the love of the masters. Would the Emperor do this wrong demonstration for the people?” I’m sorry.
“Did Seo Taifu seduce the Emperor?” And it is a sin to die, and it shall be in a pig’s cage. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
As soon as I heard I was going to be dipped in a pig cage, I turned my back on it.
“No, I don’t want to be sunk. “I’m better off living, and I’m not even a pig cage.
“No, after all, I am the Emperor, but I speak with some measure. “and slapping on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.
After the last time I felt a little different about his physical contact.
In order to avoid bending into a completely crooked neck tree, I moved my shoulders in a small way.
“Really? I watched A and A 24-hour bodyguards, “I don’t believe this.” I’m sorry.
“Help me.” I’m sorry.
“It’s a dead end, brother. I’m not doing it. * I’ve got my head in the air *
He was angry at him: “If you disagree, I will now cut off your head.” I’m sorry.
“Let’s cut it off. I’d rather die than die, “I might have cut my head off and put it back on. I’m sorry.
“Oh, you try. “I’ll let you try and die.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
It’s all dead. I can’t really choose.
And hold down my shoulder with Our hands high and high: “Believe in me; I have the means. I’m sorry.
The modern youth of the twenty-first century is worthy of it, and there are some means in it.
In any event, three months later, as a Phoenix, We made a ceremonial gift to him, sitting in a well-known walnut luxurious bed with red silk, waiting to enter the cave.
“How did you get rid of those old ladies? I’m curious.
He sat by me, and was proud: “I bought a doctor and lied to them that I was pregnant! Yours!” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Crazy!
“What will you do after three or five months, when your stomach is still flat?” Why does this man not consider the consequences?
“Let’s talk about abortion in time. I’m sorry.
You’re amazing. I’ve got a white eye.
“Go to sleep. It’s been a long day at the ceremony. He’s already taking off his shoes and crawling to his bed. I’m sorry.
After he had said that, I had a bit of a rush to attack and took off my shoes and slept with him on his side.
Phoenix’s life is difficult, at least not too much.
Even though I am the heir to the throne, I am a teacher of the Emperor, and it is in the end everyone will have to say, “Major”.
When I became a Phoenix, my “love and love” became the reason for all the men in the harem.
As an old-fashioned… uh, no, beautiful-looking girls, there were so many beautiful men who could appreciate it.
But if they’re always obnoxious and grumpy to me, that’s another story.
I suspect they’ve set up a “Down with the Union” and not only won’t play with me, but they’ve been scolding me like a woman.
Ah, well, I don’t even know if I should be called innocent.
I only have to play with Zilong.
The palace is so big that it’s a waste of land, many of it uncultivated.
I asked Jai to find two short-legged ponies, and the ponies are fine in the wilderness.
We were riding right away, and little A and B were walking around with a rope, and suddenly there was a 10-dollar “on horse” feeling in the children’s park.
Then we learned to run in the palace from time to time.
Another thing we’re interested in is kite.
I made two kites myself in the middle of the spring, seven of them, and my grandfather, who ran and set the ropes, and the kite flew up a little bit.
“Whoops. *I didn’t know what had tripped my toes, and suddenly I fell *
“Be careful.” I’m sorry.
I pulled his sleeve, not only did I not stand up, but I pulled him over to me, hugged by two people and rolled around the floor several times.
Oh, my God, my baby and my grandfather flew away, jealous.
And I put it on him, and his face was so white, and his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were staring at me.
I suddenly get hot, my heart’s beating faster and my nose warms.
A drop of red in his face, and that’s when I found it — I had a nosebleed.
“Ah, excuse me. I’m embarrassed to lift my hand and wipe it for him, and I’m surprised my hand is still on his soft chest.
My seven tricks are so embarrassing that my head is hot as a locomotive, and it’s in a mess.
“Don’t move. “The eyes of the twilight are dark and the sound is as dumb as three days without water.
He said: “Nay, let’s go back to the bed. I’m sorry.
“Pop!” The fireworks blew up in my head.
“Go. I’m sorry.
Me and one of the plums pull each other’s clothes and rolls to the bed of luxuriant walnuts, and the platinum pulls up the mantle and retreats far away.
He had a red face, a hundred times better than before, a thousand times more.
And I found it with the respiration of both men, and when everything was ready,
“I don’t think I can. I’m sorry.
I can’t say no, but I’m not a man… right?
And We will go down to the bed without tears, and lay still.
“What can’t?”
I was white and I was angry: “What do you think?” I’m sorry.
He snuck down and turned his head in my fierce eyes.
Hey, how did this happen? Looks like this body has its own idea!
“You’ve grown a lot of cuisine, and try two fried eggs.” I’m sorry.
I cried with all my heart: “Is this a question of whether to eat or not? I’m sorry.
It’s not a good deal. It can’t start!
He pulls the silk up, covers our bodies, taps me, and he wants to stop saying, “It’s okay, I’m not used to it. I’m sorry.
I looked at him, both sighs.
“Little Ace. I shouted in the direction of the door, “Bring me a couple of bottles of wine.” I’m sorry.
Ace responded.
I rose up and dressed in my pants and sat at a small table prepared to drink.
Look at the cucumbers, fried peanut rice and a plate of halogen on the table. I’m gonna have to give you a compliment.
We each drank a bottle of bitter wine, each with a pot of pots, and we lamented.
A question just came out of the head, and I said, “Well, you can’t really be gay, how else can you think about men?” I’m sorry.
“You want to talk to me? You want to talk to a woman. * He’s hazing his lips. *
“Hey. I’m groaning, and I’m drinking a glass of bitter wine. I’m sorry.
“Women ask these boring questions. “And you, do you like me inside or outside, outside me?” I’m sorry.
“Bullshit, I love your soul. Of course, the premise is that you have a beautiful skin bag and I didn’t say the last part.
“Me too. I’m sorry.
“Hey, it’s hard to fall in love, I hate it! We’re both groaning.
Lee Baek has a cloud: it’s worse when you cut a knife and a glass of sorrow.
The misty clouds surrounded me and Xinjiang, three or five cups of wine, and I finally forgot how we climbed back to bed and why we even woke up naked.
I’ve had Plato-like love with him, and he seems more depressed than I am, and he’s been so depressed for a while, watching a table full of delicious foods, he’s even wrinkled.
I’m different. I eat, I eat, I drink.
Eat if you can, so I drag him to fly a kite.
I made two new ones. Mine’s a warm sheep, and he’s a Grey Wolf.
“The CP you slit is kind of weird. “And he looked at two sheep lying on the ground, frowning their heads.
“Damn, not important. I’m sorry.
The weather is not very good, the clouds are thick and the black pressure is somewhat dim, but it does not prevent kites from being flown because of the wind and the willows dancing in their places.
I’m a little tired.
“You two put the kite up and give it to me.” So I took two “replacement” and ran a few laps and turned back the line when the kite flew up.
I sat on the floor with my legs, and I had a little chat.
“Hey, what kind of a day is that? I’m the first to groan.
“You know how far a kite can fly if it’s an infinite long line? He was not asking.
“How far? I’m sorry.
“There is no end. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
We had no hope in the heavens: “Thank you, it was comforted.” I’m sorry.
More and more clouds are gathering, like the curtains of the life stage.
“Oh, my God, at least let me be a girl! I’m sorry.
I really don’t want to take a shower every time I’m afraid I’m gonna have a needle in my eye, and I don’t want to face the incompetence of someone I like.
♪ Boom ♪
The sound of thunder in my ears came, and I was scared, and my body was numb, and thousands of ants ate their skin, and it sprung inside me.
Soon, I found out I was really numb.
Turn around, I saw the hair blow up from the twig.
“Supreme, Phoenix!” I couldn’t respond to the horrors of Little A and Little B from far and near.
When you wake up again, it’s familiar bedtops, familiar smell, familiar face.
Wait!
Was it not me?
Suh Mu opened his eyes slowly, from confusion to surprise, and the more his eyes looked round.
“Aah-aah! We both screamed at each other.
“Your Majesty, Phoenix, you’re awake. Little Ace, when he heard the screams, he ran over, worried, and said, “Don’t go to the kite, look, it’s been struck by thunder. I’m sorry.
“It is. “Stupend us, it’s okay now.” I’m sorry.
“Little Ace. My voice is shaky, “Bring me a copper mirror.” I’m sorry.
Ten times in the dark mirror, I’m sure that now I’m the one who’s the one who’s the one who’s inside.
Thank God, thank you, thank the sun, let’s get back to the right body!
I wept for the rest of our lives.
“Little Ace. My mouth is about to go down in my ear. I’m sorry.
Now we, the two of us, who are engaged in the fire, are incendiary, gruesome, no, incorruptible.
I finally felt the joy of the “Spring and the Night’s Day, the King’s Day.”
It’s just Pitiful Tsui, and now it’s a post-disaster charge.
Who cares?
I was finally liberated and able to interact with the beautiful men of the harem in a positive and friendly manner.
“What do you want? Suh bites his back teeth, and he can’t control himself when he’s the Emperor. I’m sorry.
“None. “I’m thinking that I could form an East Liang Youth, and don’t waste my resources.” I’m sorry.
Don’t even think about it! You’re mine!”
Hey, Springlight’s great, just can’t move, unfortunately, unfortunately.
Happy for over a month, I finally found something wrong.
I didn’t have time to try my own sleeping pants. What does that mean? Which means I haven’t been to my aunt in over a month.
I had an unknown feeling, so I passed on the medicine.
“Congratulations, Your Majesty, this is a glittering vein, and His Majesty is happy!” I’m sorry.
Mmm-hmm? Really?
Suh-eun said that he was so excited and shivering, that he was like an epilepsy: “Great!” I’m going to be a father! There’s nothing to talk about. I’m sorry.
It hasn’t been long since the doctor’s next sentence turned him into a thunderbolt.
“It has been three months since the baby was born in the womb, and you must be careful about everything. I’m sorry.
Three months? I’ve been in the body for less than two months.
I’ve been staring at Tsui, and I can’t wait to give him a hole! I’ve had someone else’s baby behind my back, and now I want to give it to him!
When am I what? Mother surrogate. Human uterus?
“Doctor, bring me a bowl of birth medicine. I’m sorry.
“Your Majesty, no! “It’s the first line of the Holy Spirit, and it’s not like it’s going to come.” I’m sorry.
Suh was sweating, and came to me to appease me, despite my sight of killing: “There must be some misunderstanding. I swear, I am not sorry to you.” I’m sorry.
It’s hard to say in front of the old doctor and the little one, that I gave them away, and I strangled them so hard with a piece of meat on your arm: “You didn’t come to the big aunt for two months, you know that? I want to talk! I’m sorry.
And Xu’s mouth stinged with pain, but he did not resist: “I forgot that I had not come to my sister-in-law, nor did I care about it.” I’m sorry.
“If I’m sorry for you, I’ll be struck by lightning. He raised his hand, and he couldn’t take his heart to the ground.
I looked at you, “Scum! You’ve been struck by lightning!” I’m sorry.
He threw a few bean-sized sweatballs over his forehead, so he scratched his face: “I mean later!” Why don’t you believe me?”
“How can I trust you? “I’m so angry, I’m starting to say, “I’m going to put you in a pig cage! I’m sorry.
He was sweating like an ant on a hot pot, turning around by his bed and scratching his hair.
“Aah! And suddenly he hammered his hand as if it were a relief: “I remember, it must have been that time we drank, and we woke up the next day without clothes. I’m sorry.
“I also asked if girls wake up with hangovers.
“It must have been an unspeakable thing to think about, but we don’t remember it. I’m sorry.
I think very carefully that there is such a thing, but I still doubt it.
More importantly, “I don’t want to have children, I fear pain. I’m sorry.
“But if you’re not born, he’ll look like a pig, and he won’t have to wait for you to do it.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Also, now that his father is a woman, and if his child is gone, and the name of the devil is not cut to pieces, it’s the grave of his ancestors.
Hey, women are bitter, always sacrificed for love… shit.
“When the baby’s born, I’m gonna drop my blood and I’ll sink you! I’m sorry.
“Have you ever seen “Enter Science”? Blood recognition is a fake. I’m sorry.
“I don’t care. I’m sorry.
Well, whoever makes him happy at night and then gets pregnant makes me mad!
Seven months later, I gave birth to a daughter named Nguyen Zhilan.
Although there was no blood, I’m pretty sure Ziraan was our daughter.
And she cut us both off from the full picture of the twenty-first century.
Because she’s still in the middle of nowhere, and she’s talking while she’s gone.
What the hell is this?
Suh-su and I were just surprised for a moment, after all, that little thing that happened to us didn’t scare us.
“Who are you?” Suh said, “Girl.”
“I’m the father-in-law.” I’m sorry.
“You’re Seo-hu, right? Your wife’s name is Xinjiang? I’m sorry.
Three questions.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
“I’m the author of your creation, damn it, and I’m going through my own novel!” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Nguyen Zhilan, or the author of the book, is a dragging sister, who has dragged 2580,000 from childhood.
It’s just that it’s a fat meatball that can choke people to death.
Every day, he caught a dog in the palace and grew up with his son and touched his ass.
The general’s husband has been crying to the palace several times.
“It is hoped that the Emperor will be more restrained from the Empress, and that it will be difficult for the children to marry. I’m sorry.
Turns out, this little prick is still squeezing his son’s little fat face.
If it hadn’t been for me, I would’ve slapped her in the Circumpolar Circle.
I wanted to go, and I finally thought of a cure for her.
grunting in the ear of Seo-woo, he expressed his approval with his hands and feet.
On the twelfth birthday of Nguyen Zelan, I wrote a royal decree in the Royal Library and decided to pass it on to the royal daughter.
Me and Tsui-san, the two children of the year, stood in front of the mushroom dark room.
“Are you ready?” I asked him.
He’s obviously a little excited, holding his fist tight, his eyes bright and he blinks: “Well!” I’m sorry.
I spent 10 years digging a hole in the wall of the dark room, putting a door on it and putting on an East Liang version of “The Redemption of Wing”.
Push this door and we’ll be out of the palace!
My hands shivered, my hands sweated, and I was nervous and excited.
The door is open!
Look at the vast land, the world out there, it’s amazing!
Me and Seo-woo, a BGM exclusive ring in the heart.
“Let us live with the dust and the dust, and let us do our part and share the world.”
“Hide…”!
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
