Princess hard to chase: demon husband, don't be reckless!

Chapter 340

But more than ten days before the new year, Beiming Waner received the news that the goddess temple asked her to leave.

The New Goddess needs to learn divination. This deadline is different for different people.

It is said that those with talent can graduate in a few months. Those without talent can graduate from goddess mountain in a few years.

It is said that her sister-in-law he lianyunlu has a good talent, but Beiming Waner remembers that the sacrifice in the goddess Temple seems to have said that she is stupid.

Of course, she does not agree with this statement.

Squeeze a little tooth fragrance and apply it evenly on the teeth.

The thought of washing teeth with musk ice and honey is much better than the tooth powder used by ordinary people.

She was in a trance today. She should have poured hot water to wash her face. Finally, she threw the washcloth into the cold water basin.

The moment the cold water touched her cheek, she couldn't help shivering.

Nangong Jin was ordered to protect her. Seeing her silly appearance, she couldn't help smiling: "miss Wan'er, do you want your subordinates to pour some hot water for you?"

Based on Beiming Waner's understanding of Nangong Jin, most of what he said at this time was laughing at her.

She didn't say a word, quietly squeezed the wet and cold towel, hung it on the dressing table made of sour wood, and bored began to moisturize and put on rouge.

A candle light was burning quietly on her right hand. It was not appropriate for lone men and women to stay in the same room, but the other party was Nangong Jin, who had been friends with her for five years.

In those five years, she remembered that Nangong Jin seemed to say that she was not interested in women, so... Could he break his sleeves?

"Read to me for a while. It's on the bookcase on your right."

Nangong Jin didn't refuse. He felt that Beiming Waner was a wonderful person. He had to listen to Wen Jiezi, ancient prose and febrile essays every day.

When you are in a good mood, you will reward him.

He told her more than once that his worth might be on the list of the world's richest people, but forget it. He is a low-key person.

He opened a book and casually turned a few pages. He began to read aloud in a solemn voice.

It doesn't match his lovely and charming baby face.

She couldn't help looking at him a few more eyes. She didn't think in the past. However she looked at him today, she thought that he might really not be moved by women.

He was staring hard at her. He put down the book in his hand and changed it into a book with waxy yellow cover and rich pictures and texts. He opened it and read it word by word.

"He got drunk, fell into bed, and then let Xianggong enter the room. He gently untied Luo Qun and made Luan friends with slow pine embroidery belt. When he woke up, it was broken. The first taste of the jade liquid had been fascinated for a time. The ice and snow in yaochi lake had been transformed into rain clouds in Wuxia... The design of the two had been determined. When they got married in the evening, they stepped out of the temple and were next to all the nuns, and their mouth was blurred..."

"In the middle of the night, I locked the door. I knew what it meant, so I undressed with my young lady and had a good time. At this time, I didn't talk. I hugged him and made a LV character. I hugged him to the bed one by one. I hugged him naked. I kissed him for a while until he was covered with greasy jade muscle powder. I couldn't help but want to rush... And I knew that the tender buds were still together. Without wind and rain, it was difficult to enter, so I smeared them with saliva... "

Beiming Wan'er was not embarrassed at all. When Nangong Jin was studying, she still smiled with some unclear meaning.

For a long time, Nangong Jin put down the book.

In any case, we should have a sense of loss. There is no tension and shame we want to see.

This is not an ordinary boudoir woman.

It's almost a month since the holy master sent him to protect his only sister. In this month, the woman suffered from lovesickness all day and was crazy about the prince of cloud.

Fingers fiddle with the rich bamboo by the window, in a quiet daze.

Flowers bloom, wealth and bamboo keep peace. It's just for peace of mind.

But he never believed this. He took back his hand. He picked up the book again and made a gesture to continue reading.

"Nangong Jin, do you read these books on weekdays? Tut, what a surprise! Reading these in front of the palace, are you not afraid that your brother will settle accounts with you? "

Nangong Jin Oh, PA TA closed the book, slowly opened the wooden stool and sat far away from her.

"If you don't tell me, no one else in the world will know. Except for the land behind heaven and earth, you know what I know. "

The sight floated on him, and she remembered that he was the right envoy of Luocha hall, under his brother and above thousands of Luocha killers.

If you don't know the details of such a killing Buddha, you may think it's unimaginable for him to read yellow books.

But once I know, I feel that I should be so unscrupulous.

"Since you are so powerful, you will follow me in the future. I will give you food and clothing, and then find a sweetheart for you to start a family and live a happy life."

Nangong Jin's eyes were as light and transparent as those of the clouds.

"What kind of sweetheart is miss Wan'er going to find for Jin? Like the cloud crazy prince? "

She cluttered in her heart and looked at Nangong Jin again. She was already looking at her rival in love. It wouldn't be so bloody.

Her long hair spread like a waterfall against her smooth and delicate skin. Her eyes are not deep black, slightly brown, with an exotic beauty.

At this time, her white fingers grabbed the peach comb, and the smile in the corners of her mouth was stiff and stagnant. She trembled slightly and couldn't help whispering.

"Come on, don't rob people with me. I like him. No one will let go."

Nangong Jin was disgusted by this charming tone, and then took a deep breath. As expected, he still... Has a special hobby.

But man... He didn't seem to find any man he liked.

Will he not like men and women, only like himself?

Thinking of this guess, Nangong Jin smiled.

"I like hot goods. Miss Wan'er, you don't allow it. It really doesn't matter much to Jin."

This person is cheap and flustered. He likes to play specious jokes.

Obviously not, but also laugh at each other's heart numb, fooled by that look.

Why smile so strange and terrible, as a person who knows each other's temper.

Beiming Wan'er saw Nangong Jin's smile and felt his strange scalp numb. She only thought that he might really have special feelings for his favorite he Lianyun maniac.

As a person with half the same blood as Beiming tin, she actually has a strong desire for possession in her bones.

Otherwise, she wouldn't chase he Lianyun to the cloud palace.

She doesn't allow anyone to have abnormal thoughts about the man she likes.

Have a romantic rival? It's not empty at all. My woolen rival is afraid of you? Ah.

While having dinner, Beiming Wan'er thought about how to talk to he Lianyun about leaving without revealing any trace.

However, according to the regulations, the people in the goddess temple did not allow her to reveal the reason.

Nangong Jin doesn't know where to get the news. She already knows her identity. She suffers from his winking at herself.

I'm afraid that the person who doesn't play cards according to common sense will really attack he Lianyun.

At the thought of that possibility, she was a little relieved, and the strength of eating chicken legs was a little heavier.

He Lianyun found that she was restless all night. He looked at Nangong Jin from time to time and put down the dishes.

"He looks good?"

Beiming Wan'er was stunned and asked subconsciously, "what do you think?"

He Lianyun is crazy: "

The man's black brocade clothes rolled up to the elbow, revealing his smooth and strong forearms, fair skin and beautiful and neat manicured nails.

His clapping slightly raised, gently closed his five fingers, half paid, and gave a light ho.

The question is really ridiculous.

She held her breath for a moment and felt inexplicable embarrassment.

"I didn't mean that."

With her small and delicate hand holding the tea cup, she looked up and licked her thin and pink lips: "I think you'd better look."

Nangong Jin glanced at Beiming Wan'er playfully and said silently: I think so, too.

She stared at him as if she had been stabbed: "don't even think about it."

He Lianyun was in a better mood because of her words, but because of their flirting, he immediately changed his face and suddenly put down the cup.

"I have something important to deal with when I serve miss Wan'er."

Then he left. The speed was so fast that there was no room for retention.

After he Lianyun finished talking, several pretty and lovely servant girls respectfully walked towards Beiming Wan'er and served him tirelessly.

She smashed several wine glasses angrily.

"Nangong Jin! You did it. You did it on purpose? "

"What does it have to do with Ambassador Ben? His character is uncertain. You are also nameless here. "

After he Lianyun went crazy, Nangong Jin sat down, picked up chopsticks and ate and drank.

Several maidservants were wearing goose yellow bloomers, with bows tied at the trouser legs and cotton coats of the same color. They looked clever and lovely one by one.

Nangong Jin glanced and was happy.

"The emperor of the Dragon Court gave his Highness the cloud 200 beautiful maidservants and servants. Look at these young faces."

Don't want to hear how many people he Lianyun crazy has to serve. Beiming Wan'er's eyes can stab Nangong Jin's spine.

"Color embryo."

Nangong Jin, who was sitting on her side, looked at her lovely maidservant from time to time, and joked from time to time: "with beauty, there is always a time when she can't control it."

Nangong Jin smiled and smiled. She was really covered with dark clouds, and her beautiful maidservant was not pleasing to the eye. She waved her hand gently.

"Don't wait. Go outside."

The faces of several maidservants changed. I don't know how cold it is outside.

"Sister zhen'er, who on earth is miss Wan'er, so much pomp?" The cold wind blew, and the discontent at the bottom of my heart was blown out.

A beautiful maid shook her head gently: "I don't know. It should be the noble guest of the Lord. Peach, be careful and don't offend."

The beautiful maidservant called Tao'er was somewhat unconvinced and muttered in a low voice, "but we were chosen by thousands to serve as concubines for the king. How could we be rough maids for nothing."

Zhen'er was stunned, smiled gently, and was unwilling in the depths of her eyes: "I don't know. The future is still long, and there will always be a chance."