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Zi-Ni-na-na-na-na.

I’m a very slow-talking princess.

The third sister came to the throne and asked the beauty to go after the tyrants of the neighboring country, to ask us who the sister was.

“I’m…

Third sister smiles, slaps me in the head, says she’s taking me to bed.

I took the joy and went straight to the neighboring country, where the last three words were: “I dare not go.” I’m sorry.

One.

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Me and my sister-in-law are triplets with the most beautiful skin of the whole cool.

They’re both pretty. I’m the only one who’s slow.

Last month, my sister called us, saying she wanted to choose a princess and a house.

6th sister and 7th sister are obese gills: “The sister is a priest who cannot marry, and the second sister is a minister of state who has to go round and round with the father and son of the Regent. I’m sorry.

“Yes, yes, I heard that the King is not only violent, but also known by his name or by his name. I’m sorry.

The third sister ran down the dragon’s book, and one of them gave them a big round, screaming:

I’m asking who you are, not who you are! I’m sorry.

Six sister and seven sister covered their faces and hid behind the dragon plums, turning into two rice packs with no fart.

My sister looked at me with her eyes: “Five, who do you think is appropriate?” I’m sorry.

I blinked, and I blinked, “I…”

My sister touched my head: “Good, young, my heart is best.” I’m sorry.

Then I was so stuffed by my sister.

It was not until the curtains were lifted again that the last part of the sentence, which I held, was squeezed out: “…I dare not go.” I’m sorry.

The young man in red with the curtains blinked a little curious.

“What did you say?”

I admired his beautiful face with two eyes open:

“You… you have hair. I’m sorry.

And he smiled, and his head was crooked, and he was in the black hair of the red manau, and his bones fell into a spring.

I’m so lost in this handsome face that I can’t find north, and I’m so stupid that I’m holding on to the joy of the way: “You eat pears.” I’m sorry.

Two.

“So you’re married to the Queen of the Queen of the Queen of the Queen, and you use it as a wedding fruit? Good luck. I’m sorry.

Well, after the wine, the big man plays with the greasy pear, and the red dress is so bright and beautiful on him.

I’ve come back with a little face saying, “Sister, say the meaning good.” I’m sorry.

He smiled and put his hands on the bedside of the bed, poking at my young face, “What else did Her Majesty say?” I’m sorry.

And I blinked, and I thought, “She said you were the king and the king.”

The man saw my dumb-looking face, in a good mood and even laughed, “Yeah, let me introduce myself to myself, I’m the new king of the land, and I don’t know what the princess’s name is.” I’m sorry.

And I covered my little mouth with red lips, and I was not pleased that he would interrupt me, and I was in a hurry.

And when a man was so excited that he couldn’t figure out his robe, he threw me down, and his chin was rubbing on my face like soft cheese, I squeezed out two words: “Eight eggs.” I’m sorry.

Baldball: What’s your name? I’m sorry.

“You… you scream. I’m sorry.

I’m in a bit of a hurry, thinking I’m not sure, but I’d better get to work.

Then he grabbed his glamorous collar and turned his back and changed his place.

I remember leaving the country.

My sister says she’s going to seduce him and provoke him against the South.

My sister ordered me to get his mountain map and military security.

Only my sister cared that I would not be bullied, and gave me a powder, saying that he would poison him if he forced him into the house.

I waved to argue that we, the Queen of the West, were bored and taught a man. It was not certain who forced him.

But the more you hurry, the more you can’t speak, the more you stick three words in your throat.

I did not express my thoughts, but I was left to be sent by my sisters.

But, well, I’m lucky.

This man looks good, no, no, no, no, no.

I leaned down and grabbed his chin: “Good, good, good.” I’m sorry.

Bald? I’m sorry.

And I felt him in the arms of a machete, and I took his clothes off, and threw my second sister’s ecstasy powder at his feet.

Bald beads…

The next morning.

Bald beads covered in blankets, staring at me on the dresser.

He asked, “So are you just slow to talk?” I’m sorry.

I thought about it and nod seriously.

Then he came forward and comforted him: “The Great, the Great King for the first time, being bullied by a woman, incorruptible, complicated and normal.” I’m sorry.

Bald beads…

I touched his hair and said, “We, Nishi, we’re all just used to it.”

“…”

My husband and wife cleaned up and entered the temple together.

The servants of the clan, the officials and the royal family are all present here.

I’m wearing the Lan Tai Princess veil, and I’m receiving worship.

When the first man looked up, my eyes didn’t notice the past.

Eyebrows flying in, Juna very.

My eyes were shining, and now I want to run down the temple, and hold his big hand and exaggerate: “God, God, the Fairies…”

My eyes were like a tongue, and I licked them along the cuffs, unbridledly on the contours of a man’s arms.

The bald ones are cold on the side, “Is it good? I’m sorry.

I’m nodding my head: “Okay, it’s great, it’s great.” I’m sorry.

“What about me?”

“Better than you, kung fu, chicken. “Look at this chassis, it’s a lazy thing to learn.

“What? I’m sorry.

She’s a good girl, even if I don’t have four sisters.

But it can be seen that the next man has a thick body of inner strength.

Savannah multi-step approach, both internal and external.

It’s not like he’s from the South.

It was early to hear that there was a very trusted gentleman in the building who was very close to the bald man.

I must take care of this man, who has been instructed by my sister to be a bridge between Shenan and the South.

And We pointed at him, and said to the bald, “Tonight, to him and to his bed.” I’m sorry.

Baldball: “I marry you to be my father, and you turn over the brand?”

I turned my head, and I said, “Men, be generous, be good.” I’m sorry.

Bareball looks at his own hands, throws them in, releases them.

Then he looked down and said, “I’m…freak?” Nothing.

“If you’re not confident, I’ll give you two pills in his room.” I’m sorry.

He looked at him, punched him on the shoulder, dragged him to the horse, and cast the king out of my eyes.

I looked in the back of two people and I swung, “Men, men, so mean. I’m sorry.

Six.

I am repulsed by the fact that the night bellows are still bald, and yesterday the round room was a little tired, and I didn’t like the same fruit eating twice, especially when he was the one that was extremely consummate, and he didn’t give his teeth.

“Your Highness, you should serve the king’s bed.” I’m sorry.

My eyes are full of water, and my doubts are full of water: “Yes, we, the cold.” All men serve me. I’m sorry.

“It is normal to have a court in the palace to serve yellow doors. I’m sorry.

And We shook our heads and corrected him: “No, Master Wong. He is the head.” I’m sorry.

And then, in his frightful eyes, he reached out to four young little fingers: “I have 40.” I’m sorry.

The waiter and a handmaiden looked up as if he had seen a ghost.

Forty men? I’m sorry.

I seriously nod my head.

We each have 40 heads and the mother has 10 daughters.

My sister is the priest of the kingdom, and she is the master of the voodoo.

The second sister lives in a deep, deep-seated city and is currently in the position of head of the State, with the support of the State.

The third sister, at the initiative of the Regent, became the youngest queen.

Sisters are so smart.

But by the time the Fourth Sister was born, she didn’t know if the mother was born with no ink, and the wind changed, and the whole thing went in the direction of the love brain.

So the rest of the 5677890s are beautiful skins with dog brains.

When I was not too young, a young assassin infiltrated the palace to kill her sister.

The fourth sister had a knife to cut, but the first time she saw the young man, she was made.

Not only did they take them off their hands, but they came to get the assassins, and the four sisters, like chicks, opened their arms to protect the young man and said to everyone, “He must have me in his heart, not far from killing me.” I’m sorry.

Sister, what are you doing? I’m sorry.

Sister…

The third sister came up and gave her a hard-on and then put the boy in her own backyard.

Later on, three sisters feared that we would do the same.

Without saying anything, we’ve got 40 men for each of us, and we’re tired of men and we’re sick of them and we’re fighting love.

“How do you know what love is without 40 men? – Second sister lets us copy this ten times a day.

I don’t like bald beads.

He’s too entangled.

Especially when you’re angry.

Why does he get angry?

Because this evening, men were saying to me, “Where am I so bad? I’m sorry.

I know whether it’s because I’ve seen more than I can see, and he’s holding back.

But he’s lazy in his manners.

And I married someone with a mission.

And We appeased him with our eyes: “What is this, the big deal, the great thing, the bad thing is that we can’t play together.” I’m sorry.

“What? “I don’t know what I’m talking about.

And I had to fill in the following sentence: “I, on horses, are good.” I’m sorry.

He’s stopping now.

“You really have 40 faces?” I’m sorry.

I nodded my head and saw him angry, and I rushed to put my finger in his mouth, trying to calm him: “But I don’t like it, I don’t like it. I’m sorry.

Bald beads hold my fingers and play like a squirm, and finally quiet.

I turned my eyes on the bedbook.

Shit, people say it’s different to marry someone. It’s true. I’m fucking talking faster.

It’s been 16 years without a cure. It’s only two days with a man.

She told me to come and work for me, and she didn’t tell me to bring a baby.

This man is really tough.

I’m glad I look good. I grabbed my little hand.

I’m sorry.

I don’t understand how a king can fall in love with his brain.

I’ll show you what I want.

Neither does the Maestro.

The same reason given by bald beads, frowning in their frown, is the same as that given by my fourth sister in the head: “Because she looks good.” I’m sorry.

I saw the face of my sister-in-law trying to beat people up.

Don’t tell me they’re not wrong about that.

Give me some confidence.

I’m still skeptical, and now I’m skeptical about his brain.

And he made him look green, and I withdrew with pleasure.

And the wind breathed out of it some words.

“You’re so careless that she’ll kill you? I’m sorry.

“She’s so beautiful, and she’s the Queen of the West, and she must have me in her heart to kill me. I’m sorry.

I’d like to introduce her to him.

But that’s right.

It is a small country between grassland and desert.

And he was an affiliate of the North, and married me to a daughter of the coolest of the North.

But when bald beads came to power, they fought against the North and disowned themselves.

Yes, my wedding was arranged by the King of Lang, but after March, the Princess’s ceremony was sealed, and all nations will greet the young new king.

Sisters will come.

I don’t really miss my sister, but I care more about His Majesty Zhao Zhonghuai, who’s obsessed with her sister.

Fourth sister runs Long Fengwei.

Three sisters ordered them to kill His Majesty.

I have no words with my sister: “What is in your way?” I’m sorry.

She answered: “When I saw him, I hung my heart tight and lost my mind, especially when he smiled and saw my head hurt.” I’m sorry.

I’m:

4th Sister:

What a queen.

Other women saw a man’s face beating: Ah! This must be my destiny. I fell in love at first sight.

Our Queen saw His Majesty the Nine: He must have come to me and killed him in order to put an end to the consequences.

There’s nothing wrong with that.

I’d like to take a six for her.

But I’m curious, too, what kind of a man with cherries on his willows makes her shivering.

This time I finally met His Highness, the famous.

And then, for the first time, I said in its entirety, “Isn’t this the moon? I’m sorry.

There is such a gentle and clear man standing there as a month of silence.

I’m confused about that.

The Queen has something more to do than anyone else?

My sister and I were sure that she would like His Majesty, but she didn’t know.

Until I saw you again in the building, my sister died to deny it.

Seriously, we’ve fallen in the cold and my sister’s mouth.

This undead duck is just holding on to his neck and his sister’s mouth:

“A man is a fruit, he eats two. I’m sorry.

“But people don’t shine after eating.” Look at you now! You’re going blind! I’m sorry.

And I found a little head out of the Queen’s tiara, and looked at the Queen’s tiara, as if it were covered with pearls, and the whole man was bright and pink with gold.

I licked my soft lips. What is the way of these nine kings? Why can’t you kiss them?

I’d love to taste it.

But I looked in the direction of my sister and felt my face.

Third Sister has always been able to fight with determination and without quarrel, and since she was a child, she has given us equal treatment in all her puddles.

A tyrant who says he is like a tiger, and a tyrant like a fucking explosive.

I think if I kiss, I’ll break my legs.

His Majesty made her fall in love, and his ancestors have fallen for eight years.

But he really looked good and still wanted to poke.

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Eleven.

Just as I was kicking a little stone, I felt like I couldn’t eat His Majesty in my life.

Suddenly I felt two hot eyes on my back.

I look back and see a man’s face unsatisfied.

That’s when the feeling came back, the good-looking man and my own family.

This one is not as gentle as His Majesty’s.

Alas I groan and look at the little water in front of me and keep telling myself, “Who will be able to eat it all?”

There’s a melon.

And the bald ones came up, and the beautiful eyelids were drawn to a level, and they said to me, “Why don’t you kiss me?” I’m sorry.

I scratched my young face and answered him with absolute certainty: “Because, Father, not one.” I’m sorry.

In order to create a treasurer, the mother sent hundreds of men to the harem, and the birth father of the third sister was the best.

According to the old sister of the court, the biological father of the sister-in-law was in love with her mother-in-law, and every time she was in bed, the whole body was shining.

I want to think about my father’s cherries, and I’m impressed that he has made no significant contribution other than to our sister’s coolest and most beautiful face.

Bald beads clearly don’t believe me, and I’m upset.

How come there’s so many men called “husbands”?

Turns out the 40 men in the palace were on their knees to serve me, but I still don’t know who they are.

That’s a good thing. Not only does it have a face in front of me every day, 100,000 questions a day or no answers.

But he can’t hit either – I, I, I, I can’t.

I was angry and bit his teeth on the face.

My book before the gift.

My sister asked me how I was doing to provoke a conflict between bald beads and the South.

I fell into the corner of my chair like a cat, despite the Princess, “It’s bad.” I’m sorry.

And be careful that the king is not nearer to the woman, and I am besieged by baldness.

Only the guards and assassins whom I brought were mixed up in the homes of a few of the loyals, at the request of my sister, and then killed the beams.

I’m a little dissatisfied with my progress.

It’s obvious how powerful it is.

But when I got married, I had the guts to throw myself in the back and put my finger on my hands: “You can’t and you can’t take the South, you can’t take the Nine Kings. Good… it hurts…”

My sister’s finger was on my face and she picked me up.

He said without reason: “Who will speak until His Majesty? From the new saying, not without a knot.” I’m sorry.

I said, “What? I’m sorry.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. I’m sorry.

I cried so much that my face was sore, not only because my “husband” who had no eye at all, but also because my cheeks were so red today.

It’s a good color.

I don’t know what I’m wearing, but I’m so red!

The bald one gave me the eggs, and he gave me the pain: “Well, better than being beaten.” I’m sorry.

I cried until I choked: “That’s… that’s different… Sister, I hit you very little.” I’m sorry.

“Why? Because you’re a good boy?”

‘Cause, me. Talk, slow. She hit. My hands hurt.’

“The bald ones are smiling.”

I threw my little fist up and bit him with 8,000 teeth.

When I was working hard, there was something wrong in my mind.

How did he know that our Queen of the West was in love with the Fans? So you think being strangled is better than being beaten?

I don’t think so.

The bald ones came up and held me in my arms: “Honey, would you like to know why you are not close to the woman?” “I’m stupid to nod.”

“That’s because…”

He deliberately stretched his tone, and my round eyes looked up, and I was curious.

The bald one smiles, and marks my lips: “He likes men.” I’m sorry.

I looked round in my eyes when he was holding his face.

When I told her the news, my eyes were still so round.

My sister looked far ahead to the elegance and His Majesty, who stood together, and the eyebrow became a little bump.

“He can’t like his brother, can he? I’m sorry.

I blinked, who? With whom? Bald?

Did you and I share a man?

I can’t get back in this thunderstorm.

Don’t you think I’m in love with you? So, did I complete the task of the King of the Dynasty?

But I don’t like to share men.

I’m not happy. I don’t like the news.

“Go to the Regent’s palace and say that the Princess misses her cousin and will bring her to the valley.” I’m sorry.

If Valley is the only daughter of the Regent and prefers to be a man’s dress, it’s a bit more aggressive than the third sister.

Her father is more a princess than a princess. She was a bully, and now it’s hard to get married far away from her and she’s coming back.

I frowned: “I miss her. I’m sorry.

“Do you want the husband? I’m sorry.

I strangled my neck, and I started to look at my fingers, and my eyes were full of water.

“It’s okay to bend straight, to bend straight, and there’s no one who doesn’t understand.” I’m sorry.

I don’t want to turn my back. I’m just staring at you.

My sister was so upset, she didn’t want to see my leg and called her back: “I don’t care what you do, kill Zhao Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu I’m sorry.

And We were appalled, “You, you.” Don’t you, like, His Majesty? I’m sorry.

She has the same look on her face as I do now, and the sour smell is in the jar.

It is not clear to us that the third sister, who cares about His Majesty, has a stronger heart than the rock.

“There should be no man in this world who disturbs the Queen’s heart, who cannot live.” I’m sorry.

Me and my sister bowed down and bowed to her.

Sister, you’re absolutely right.

Or you’re king.

My career brain is forced to go online under the pressure of my sister and bald beads.

Soon after, I had the first coup in the palace.

The border was in turmoil and the master was careful to sit in the palace as bald.

And the bald beads were running with me to the border between the desert and the grassland, avoiding a round of ambushes.

This is where I found these men.

He’s using me, my identity, my claws.

Now there are three strong states, South, North, West.

I’m the daughter of Nishi Ryo with equal succession.

If anything happens to me, I’m sure my sisters won’t stop.

It’s about killing bald beads, even if they’re at peace.

No one dares hurt me.

Bald beads hold me for an ambush, basically holding a gold medal.

Also, I assessed my rags a while ago and found that the details that I had arranged to enter the land had not yet been cleaned up, and were largely houses of nobility that were not in agreement with the bald ones.

The house of a man like the Maestro of Psychiatry cannot reach the water.

What does that mean? That’s the dead man, keeping my hand to kill.

As long as he disagrees, he can clean them up and push them on me.

What a mess!

But I’m not a vegetarian.

It was with my “help” that my bald beads came to the border with a lot of undesired injuries.

Most of the border was his uncle ‘ s army and territory, almost all pro-North.

Dissatisfied with the fact that the baldlings swam around the south and west, he was moving in the back.

He was replaced with a blue robe, a battlehouse, facing a crowd of generals, either under the authority, or generously, or incriminating.

In fact, he is like a man of truth, and the people of the luminous luminous luminous radiance.

They laid down their swords and swords and bowed to him.

I’m so mad I’m gonna pay back and eat him again.

Why does he have such a sharp mouth? I don’t!

God doesn’t open his eyes! Jack is useless!

Every time he came to comb the hearts of people, I took advantage of the border to get out of control, riding a pony, pretending to walk, and looking at the land border.

Before my sister left, I gave her a defence map, and she frowned and gave me a real brain-crash.

I was crying in my head and I was angry.

“What’s this? What about the army’s defense? I’m sorry.

My tears were full of tears: “There is no land, no land, no army, no army…”

Damn it, it hurts, it hurts.

Now I’m looking for half a month and feeling even more wrong.

The land is in a state of intense terrain, and there is a constant flow of businessmen from various countries, mostly from villages to villages, and border guards are also semi-military.

Closely connected to their economic interests, they are more likely to guard the city’s well-being.

Houseland, there is no defense.

Third Sister can’t possibly know what they want.

With this doubt, I was brought back by bald beads.

As I expected, by my reputation, my claws, he replaced his own people up and down the land.

She’s the one with the most revenge.

In the face of the marriage of others, my sister accepted it in an extremely flat manner, and as long as I became my princess, I would not be allowed to cause trouble.

I know them, three sisters must have got what they wanted.

It is true that, in the near future, the annexation of land-based nations has intensified as a result of the rapid rise of the Emperor, who is proud of his country.

The two countries, with their strength and strength, are small and powerful, and they are invited to the west, and His Majesty the Nine Kings have come to the west to propose a “co-prosperity policy”.

His Majesty the Nine Kings, who is the principal promoter, has invited all the sovereigns of all nations to consolidate their resources and to fight against the invasion of a proud nation.

I’m covered in bald beads, looking at the list of members on the book.

My sister, His Majesty, the Prince of the North, the bald beads, the King of Manu, the Grand Moon of the East, the Lady of the Pirate Head, and even the Prince Regent of the West, and the richest Miss of the North…

I can’t help but say that these guys are all together and they’re not Lua’s.

The Emperor has also fallen blood stains and has provoked such a crowd.

I looked up at him and said, “Can I go?” I’m sorry.

The bald one laughs, “Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.” I’m sorry.

Think about it, too.

Not only can I keep up, but if I slow down, there’s no one left.

I have come to a full conclusion of this meeting by placing myself behind the pillars and avoiding the dark weapons that are flying everywhere.

They had a friendly conversation — the third sister was so angry that she had a bald hair.

There was a frank and full exchange of views — Mrs. Qing’s sword almost cut the roots of the son and son of Manu.

The talks were useful — His Highness, Prince of the Kingdom of the North, Prince of the Crown — and each other’s military forces were tested and their return was calculated.

However, States have reservations about the conditions imposed on each other …

At the end of the day, they were tired of fighting and staring at each other in the air.

I pulled the one from my house and ran away for fear of my sister’s anger.

But I still have a little doubt that the Western cool is strong, but it is also strong with both North and South.

Why is my sister sitting in the head?

It’s because my sister is king. Are they princes?

“Because I stole the metal metallurgical from the land and needed a stronger weapon, they had to beg me. “The third sister, Dancoe, with her forehead on her forehead, smiles like a poaching cat.

When did she steal it? I don’t know.

My sister is in a good mood and she’s more patient.

“A place on the border between the north and the south, a king’s treasure god, who plundered the great wealth of nations, and a slaughtering of the doors, built for himself a graveyard of treasures, then buried himself in the prairie, buried in the earth, and scattered its seeds until the spring wind blows, and no one could find him. His Majesty did not find his treasure until many years of mastery in the North.

“In order not to be discovered, to find treasure, in groups, and many times, His Majesty has arranged for men to sneak the secret treasure back to the South, but he did not think that I would be spared the good things that happened to him when she looked at the stars, the stars, the stars, the chaos, and how she didn’t notice. After consulting with our sisters, we have taken several ancients and treasures. I found metal metrurgical technology in a collection of great-rich buildings. Unfortunately, as we were cold, there was no ready-made concentrate, so I married you, secretly incited the mutineers, and arranged for people to start the maze, to hold up their energy, and to quietly dig up the quagmires of ancient history. I’m sorry.

I’ve got my tongue, and my sister’s beating me up.

On the surface, I was allowed to dig people’s mines behind the walls, drawing bald beads and taking care of the King.

Even your own sister is in the dark. Is that what you can do?

I looked at her with grief, and my sister cried and scratched her face: “Didn’t sister make you a good talent for a heavy job?”

“Take me, please, take me, take me and be one.” I’m sorry.

My sister did not feel guilty, and she ordered me to say, “I haven’t found a refined mine yet, and I’ve emptied it. I have to find it. You go back to the building and give me a baby.” I’m sorry.

“We, we, we, we are both women, we have children, we can’t have them.” “I looked at her with anger.

Sister gave me a slap.

I’m in a hurry to become a cat, or I’m complaining.

Third sister said, “You’ve got five years. Go to your father. I’m sorry.

“Well, what about his mother? I’m sorry.

“He likes you, he won’t touch you. I’m sorry.

I said, “What? I’m sorry.

“Last year, you went to the Royal Princess of the North, and after that bald beads came to the land to marry you.” I’m sorry.

“We, five, six, seven, standing together, exactly the same. How does he know who he likes? I’m sorry.

“I don’t know, but he didn’t ask me to return it. I knew he was not wrong. I’m sorry.

Then why would she call us all?

I’m confused, but I have answers.

‘Cause my hands itch and I want to hit. The third sister replied that she was reasonable and undignified.

From childhood to age, not many can distinguish our sisters if they do not speak.

But the bald ones do.

And We asked him in his arms, and the bald ones frowned: “It is not hard to distinguish. I’m sorry.

“How, how, how, how?” I’m sorry.

“You’re a little smaller than them, and you can see it. I’m sorry.

I’m:

Yes, as a child, I’ve had less in my mouth…

“And, Your Majesty, love me, what?” I’m sorry.

And the bald one blinked, and said, “I had no other hobby. I’m a good-looking man. I’m sorry.

And my hand strangled his side of the back, and the bald bead smiled at him: “Then I found you wise and sunk, so I liked you.” I’m sorry.

Bullshit! He hasn’t found out yet that my sister stole his minerals, and that’s why I liked me because he was using it.

All sticky big dog properties are faked.

I do not believe that there is a contradiction between the two countries. How can he like me without reservation?

It’s like I like him too, but like doesn’t shape my judgment.

My mission is to protect the country, and to protect the princess, only to protect my identity.

Baldball seems to know what I’m thinking.

“You and I are each responsible for our own destiny, but at least now that we’re together in peace, and we’re fighting against humiliation, can we put the mustard down for a while?” I’m sorry.

I blinked and thought about it.

Sisters don’t want to destroy the land now, so I can be safe with bald beads.

Enjoy it, enjoy it, I’ll be in the beads’ love, but one day I’ll see you…

And I will not hesitate to strike the bald head with a sword.

Drunk to the knees of beauty, awakening to power.

This is the education we have received since we were little children, and this life will not be broken.

I looked at him carefully: “Your Majesty, after killing you, I will embed your skull behind the throne. I’m sorry.

“And then…”

“and then, raise, forty, head.” I’m sorry.

He bit me in the face with anger: “You are worse than the South.” I’m sorry.

My little nose was full of grunts, and around his neck my lips were stamped on his lips.

I know there are millions of things he’s waiting for me, but I’m thinking:

This one, the husband, good. Keep it.

First don’t kill.

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Extra 1: Bald Pearl Diaries

One.

It’s boring to have the Prince Princess of the North wearing this look, but Zongxi’s eyes are too sharp, and I have thousands of knives.

Oh, my God.

What’s so great about a pretty wife?

Wow, that’s a handsome little girl.

That’s what the legend says.

But why the same face, the one in the front?

Still pretty.

Two.

My cousin and I said I’d ask for a kiss.

He thought for a moment about it, flipping out the secret: “The Queen of the West is a scoundrel, looking for the weakest.” I’m sorry.

Said he put his finger on the woman in line five.

New wedding night.

What’s wrong with cousins’ understanding of weakness?

Am I in love?

She’s really cute. That face is soft and it’s like a cheese.

How can I lie to a sweet woman like that?

My cousin gave me a hammer. I’m sorry.

Okay, all right, cheat.

I used her hand to clear my political opponents, to establish authority and to deceive her trust.

All she needs is a mountain map. Why do you want this? Seeing defense? But I don’t have defense.

Six.

His cousin said that Xieyang was the Regent and was fighting the Queen so hard that if he had an only daughter, he would not be afraid to provoke him to disagree.

But how are we going to trick the Regent’s precious goose?

The Queen loves His Majesty the South!

I’m so happy when I like it!

How can my princess kiss me without glowing? I wonder if His Majesty is the night bead?

I’m good! I am!

“Bloating” means smooth, smooth and dustless in the land!

I’m not eating today! I’m gonna fuck that up.

Cousin gave me another hammer.

I hate to tell lies he likes men.

Hmm.

Who let him bully me and say I have a good skin bag and a brain.

There is no war between the two countries and the Regent’s daughter has been deceived.

I’m starting to love sweetly.

The hunt today.

I’m afraid if I don’t get ahead of myself, I’m afraid I’ll get pinched.

When I got back, little cheese hung a picture.

I frowned: What is this? I’m sorry.

“Nishi, my daughter, all of them are protected by the ancient demons. This is mine. I’m sorry.

Deer women in the West Sea, with a heart and heart that detests the beauty of the world, prefers to keep men in the harem and kills them in cold blood when they lose interest.

I’m:

“Your Majesty, be good, behave, or change you.” I’m sorry.

Little girl, you’re a disgrace to me.

Do you really like men?

Whoo-hoo.

It’s so annoying to be a queen and to be crushed.

It’s better to crush people.

I finally sent my sister away with bald beads around my neck, wrapped in his arms, and with him with small bows and arrows with precious stones.

At first the bald one laughed at me about this shiny pink little arrow.

When I shoot the feathers, he won’t laugh.

I’m still in a good mood: “The King, Pie, the Game.” I’m sorry.

“I can’t beat you. I’m sorry.

“Little chicken. I turned my head, and I picked out two pellets from my sleeve. I’m sorry.

The King of Psychiatry laughed with his head down.

And the bald ones are so angry: “No, my king is not.

And a red arrow came and went straight to the door of bald beads, which I put in my arms, and I held him in my arms, and did not want him to block it.

Be careful that the king jumps, and sets his arrows against him, turns his back, and returns to his horse.

He then fired three more in different directions, all of which he waved.

He looked at the red arrow and was idle and drew a little bell from the arrow’s tail.

And our cousin of the wrench, standing at a distance in blue, and the red lips of fire, like the fire of fire from the sun.

And be careful that the king will bend his arrows and prepare to return it to her.

I’m gonna pull the bald one and get ready to roll.

If cousin Taniya’s kung fu is only under my fourth sister.

They fought with the fairies, and they were afraid that it was me and the bald ones who were weak.

It’s always been a good time for me to say, “Big, big, big…”

The bald ones watched both of them with a taste: “I was small, this girl was great.” I’m sorry.

“Ooh! “Custom’s arrow was thrown and he was hiding, but a stone thrown by his cuffs was popping on his head.

The last part of my sentence came out: “Big King, run, no, no, no, no.” I’m sorry.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.