Luo yan Zhuang smells slightly twisted smile lip, cheek has flown on pale red, "your Majesty what this something is really making fun of? ” "Was I really the language of nature," Zhuang Luo yan, Feng Jin took the hands of the Lantern, also does not let the ladies away, Zhuang Luo yan, single-handedly holding in one hand and carrying a lantern walk slowly toward the door. Palm soft and comfortable, recalls side one afternoon to say those words, words gently for a few minutes, "cool at night, how can love outside the door? ” "The Emperor is my man, Chen Tao yuge, I do not want the emperor to see just a few dumb red lanterns," speaking of which, Luo yan Zhuang voice tailed down, "I will wait for the return of the King. ”
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