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"Qing Er!" Mu Ruyue swept his eyes on Yao Yunqing, his brows were slightly wrinkled, but after all, he did not say anything.

In the eyes of this boy, she did not see any love, but only that deep attachment, the attachment is generally only the son will have to the mother...

"Let's go, Zi Qianjing, if you want to come, keep up."

Zi Qianjing’s lips laughed, and a lazy and beautiful smile hung on his lips. The crazy eyes were always entangled in the girl who was not quite the same age.

"Call me, can you?"

Mu Ruyue wants to talk, but within the guise of seeing each other's full of light, the heart is softened somehow: "Jinger, go with me."

Zi Qianjing satisfies the lips, and can watch her like this after the millennium. It’s so good...

The funeral snow gaze at the gaze of the young man entangled in Mu Ruyue, and some annoyedly smashed his feet. At this moment, there was something in her heart called 嫉妒.

She is really envious of the moon.

This silver-haired boy is too handsome, temperament and so noble and lazy, perfect for people to marvel at, but this boy seems to have only one person in his eyes.

How can other people not go?

"Mu Ruyue, you have already married, and you are still beating the butterfly outside, if you know that you will abandon you?" The funeral snow sneered.

Among the many men she has ever seen, only the grandfather of Xiao’s family is the most beautiful and shocked. It is as powerful as a Shuro-like man, fearing that there is only one in the world.

Because the man already has a wife, and the identity difference is too great, there is really no idea of ​​burying snow. She doesn't want to be a small family, but she is even less willing to seduce a woman.

Nowadays, the boy named Zi Qianjing is also so beautiful and excellent. It is not very different from the Xiao Family. It is much more perfect than Xiao Feng. If she can marry this boy, she has no regrets in this life. .

As for Mu Ruyue... a married woman, it is not worth becoming her opponent. If Zi Qianjing learns that she thinks that she is still seduce her, she will feel disdain for the woman's character.

And myself, without the beauty of the country, there is no amazing talent, but men are not generally like gentle and pure, understanding women? Moreover, she is now a more funeral lady...

The funeral snow slowly recovered his thoughts and looked at the direction of the few people leaving.

The practice room, to be precise, is a room. The strength of the room is stronger than the outside. If you practice here, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and only a sleeping bed will be placed in the whole room. Nothing else.

At night, it is as quiet as water.

Mu Ruyue sat quietly on the bed, and the faint vitality ran down into the body along the Seven Miles. Suddenly, a breath of breath came out, and she suddenly opened her eyes, and the **** spurred the uninvited guest with a gust of wind.

When she reached the other's eyes at her fingertips, she suddenly stopped.

Under the moonlight, the juvenile handsome face raised a shallow smile, the evening wind smashed from the door, the silver clothes rose in the cold moon, and the young boy stood in the evening wind, the slender figure Under the backdrop of the moonlight, it is like a moon, and it is beautiful.

The appearance of the teenager makes Mu Ruyue have a groan, I don’t know why the familiar feeling can’t be erased from the heart...