The great long legs of the Lord Zhan took a step forward, and he was about to leave.

Yan Zhengling is in the same place.

On her dark face was the expression of a lady's resentment, "Hey, you invited me to dinner, aren't you responsible for taking me home? Is it dangerous for me to go back alone? "

Zhan hanjue's long and great back was stagnant and turned back. "Miss Yan, in the imperial capital, you are the queen with eight legs. Who dares to move on Tai Sui's head?"

Yan Zhengling immediately pretended to be a helpless lamb and grabbed his sleeve. "There are too many men who covet me. I usually take bodyguards with me. Today, I don't have bodyguards to protect me. I will be afraid when I go back alone."

The corner of his lips twitched violently, "I believe that they covet your money. Who would you covet for your beauty? Unless he's blind. "

Yan Zhengling was so angry that he swung his fist behind him. He really wanted to stun the man with poisonous tongue.

The tears in Yan Zhengling's eyes are like spring water. She was a playwright and knew the weakness of the man in front of her.

As long as she tried to show weakness - his sympathy would flood.

When he saw her crying, he didn't sympathize with her. Instead, he looked disgusted. "Are your tears worthless?" Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

Yan Zhengling: "otherwise, I'll go to your house for the night." Yan Zhengling suggested.

She just didn't want to be separated from him anyway.

Lord Zhan's face was gloomy. "Are you a dog skin plaster?"

Yan Zhengling shook his head with a smile: "the dog skin plaster can also be pulled off. You don't want to be torn off if I stick it on

Zhan hanjue: "shameless."

Yan Zhengling looked at him with a pair of unprecedented sad eyes. "Take pity on me, a weak and helpless little woman."

Zhan hanjue was helpless: "OK, I'll take you home."

Yan Zhengling changed from sadness to joy, "well." A nod of joy.

The two men walked side by side on the long sidewalk.

Yan Zhengling's fingers, naughty to hook his fingers, shiver, such as being shocked, retracted his hand and glared at her fiercely.

But when she did something wrong, she looked away from other places.

After he glared at her, he could only give up.

Then, she became more daring and tried to take his arm.

Zhan hanjue dodged a Zhang away and said angrily, "Miss Yan, please respect yourself."

Yan Zhengling is like a child who does something wrong and nods obediently. "Oh."

Then he walked up to him. Now he was honest. There was a trace of timidity in his voice. "Brother a Yue, do you know the meaning of this sentence that I want to win when I'm full of wine and food?"

The warlord was speechless.

"Why should I promise to take you home?"

Yan Zhengling soft and continuous way: "because I am soft cute cute, easy to fall."

The warlord let out a long sigh.

His face is full of resentment and looks at Yan Zhengling deeply. "Are you so rude to men?"

Yan Zhengling's smile froze instantly, and he corrected his words very seriously: "no, I'm the extinct abbess with few cruel words in front of other men. It's only in front of you that I recover my nature. "

Han Jue Wei Zheng... In the heart of her unruly, indescribable no longer so exclusive.

The sky is getting dark.

The long sidewalk seemed to have no end.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at her angrily, "where is your home?"

Yan Zhengling looked at the strange scenery in front of her, her face was a little confused, "we seem to have gone wrong."

"It took you so long to tell me you were wrong? What did you do? "

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