Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort-Chapter 1974

Magpie tree top calls, joy is not near the door.

Junjia City Lord's house is a mess in the wind.

Silence, silent silence, is full of a kind of depressing silence about to break out.

The Xuanyuan Xuan sitting on the table of the eight immortals is very temperamental. He doesn't care about the disorderly wind around him. He has a chicken leg in his left hand and a spoon of soup in his right hand.

At this time, is tooting the mouth to look at the man woman.

Black big eyes quite discontented stare at the man and the woman, constantly speaking with eyes.

Hello, pick it up quickly. I need to eat something else. It's true.

Others don't know the language of Xuanyuan Xuan's eyes, but the man and woman who are locked by Xuanyuan Xuan's eyes will come out.

At present, the corners of the mouth cramped and the rigid look appeared a little gap.

This is what the little bastard learned. It's just

If it's the next thing to eat, it's impossible unless she's crazy.

At the moment, he raised a cramped smile, very gentlemanly, very gentle, very Iron-blooded In a word, the edge of any momentum is cramped.

"Well, you eat it, you eat it, you don't have to," he said

Meanwhile, he glared at xuanyuanxuan fiercely, and said in the same way with his eyes. Give me your husband's duty. You understand?

As soon as he heard that the man's mother opened her mouth and said no, Xuanyuan Xuan immediately turned a white eye at the man's mother, and said that he was delayed in eating.

At the same time, despise with eyes.

You want me to be a good husband, hum.

Next turn around, gulp a swallow pigeon egg.

Then he began to bow left and right.

It's not that he has no temperament, it's not that he hasn't eaten.

But I'm too hungry. I'll forget about the image first.

Xuanyuan Xuan, left and right bow, eat nothing.

And the group around the eight immortals table is about to reach the critical point of the outbreak.

Such a small child, unexpectedly with their three younger sisters, flirt, day, flirt.

Wife, if they don't have wind in their ears, they should all listen to this cry, wife

What kind of world is this.

Is it because they wake up too late to keep up with the world?