Chapter 1275

As if aware of his gaze, she turned her head, and the smile on her lips was baimeisheng, and Liugong Fendai had no color.

In the dark water eyes, the warm and moist is like the blue sea. With only one eye, people can't help but want to sink.

He seems to have found his muse, basil thought.

The peach petals outside the window are still floating, there are two pieces of wind up and down in her hair, as if they are thinking of kissing her gently.

Such a person, really not from the peach blossom out of the goblin?

"Hey, you big fool, what are you looking at? Our young lady is married."

Xin Xin saw that long big big three thick foreign devils a pair of color squint look at their own young lady, immediately went forward to block, glared back.

Although she felt that the marshal was not worthy of her own young lady, she preferred the marshal more than the man in front of her.

At least in appearance, it was crushed.

If you find out, she will sigh, this is indeed a look at the face of the era.

In fact, basil is not as Xin Xin said, facial features are typical of Westerners, very deep, clear-cut.

With that pair of blue eyes, it's handsome and charming. It's a little strong, not like the skeleton of Oriental people.

That's why he looks tall, but in fact, he has seen many Westerners and doesn't feel anything.

"Don't be so rude, sinhin. Good afternoon, Mr. basil. Please have a seat."

Looking for to stand up and nod to the man with brown hair and blue eyes standing at the door, and call Xin Xin over by the way.

"Ah? Oh. " Basil hasn't come back to his senses. He's a little bit silly.

Is his muse married? It doesn't matter. Divorce is.

"Mr. basil, I think you know what my invitation means. I wonder if you can exchange this for a batch of medicinal materials and a batch of ammunition."

Search without greetings, go directly to the theme and hand over the prepared things.

that was the only way to make the first half, but this time she gave rose perfume and women's clothes.

No matter what kind of situation in any era, women with this condition will dress themselves up beautifully.

Basil wanted to have more relations with his muses, but he was attracted by what was in front of him.

Although only half, but it is not difficult to see how crazy the finished product will be for women.

, especially this perfume, used to be flavors and fragrances. It is rich in taste, but it is still a huge profit.

And now, there is something better in front of him, which, if made, would be so hot, almost imaginable.

"If Mr. Basil thinks so, let's talk about how much we can exchange."

"Once these two products are finished, they will bring you benefits. I think you should know them in your mind."

Looking for legs, overlapping, one hand on the knee, the other with a teacup.

The delicate and white fingers are long and powerful, with perfect shape, which makes the best white porcelain become its foil.

Basil did not know whether he was bewitched or the interests were really great. He gave a considerable amount of money and was very satisfied with the search.

"Well, look forward to our next cooperation. Goodbye."

After the negotiation, looking for didn't stay long. She still had something to do.

Basil did not give up looking at that delicate but full of clear and proud figure, disappeared in his sight, clenched his fist, finally met, do not try how to know.

That night, basil began his quest.

Uncle Qiu looked at the red roses that had been sent to him. He looked like the sky had fallen down, and he almost didn't faint.

The first reaction is to throw the flowers directly, and then hurry to send a telegram to the marshal.

After being told that red rose represents love and confession, how can Qiu Shuxin not panic.

If the lady is chased away, the marshal will cry.

Yes, marshal. I like it.

When Feng Yilin received the telegram, the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

Liang Hui and min Qiyang are very guilty at the moment. If they hadn't made up their minds, they wouldn't have been like this.

It's hard to see a man squatting in the corner with his head in his arm.

Love is a torture.

"Yilin, otherwise, you go back here..."

"can't go back." Min Qiyang was interrupted by Feng Yilin before he finished. Last night, those devils suddenly launched an attack.

If they hadn't been on high-intensity vigilance, and the volume of information brought back by Liang Hui, the central nervous system might have suffered heavy losses and might have been destroyed.

But even if they did all the preparation, there were still a lot of injuries.

As soon as the raid was over, and before he had time to straighten out and rest, uncle Qiu's telegram came, which was no different from that of Feng Yilin's already tense nerves.

None of them doubted that he would collapse with a little more stimulation."I'll go. It's no use staying anyway."

Liang Hui thought that it was all caused by him. Guohejia, guohejia, ah.

Feng Yilin did not speak, just when they thought he was ready to indulge his decadence, the tired man squatting in the corner stood up.

"No, we'll fight back tomorrow." Drive those things out of the country earlier, so that he can go back to see her earlier.

Step away, straight back carrying the pressure and responsibility they can not understand.

His arms were dyed with red white cloth, which showed his glory and bravery.

Perhaps there are many Marshals in this country, but there is only one Feng family army and only one commander-in-chief of the Feng family army.

He can't be willful, and he doesn't have the qualifications. He can devote his whole life to this country.

And she, he was willing to burn the whole soul for her.

"I'm worried about Yilin. In case... We can help him."

Liang Hui and their rough heart can feel the sadness of Feng Yilin, not to mention the helplessness and panic in his heart.

Although min Qiyang is afraid of self defeating, at this time, he also feels that he has to do something.

Two people a total, Liang Hui this dog head military division again gave a bad idea.

When Uncle Qiu got the telegram, it was the morning of that day, and his face was pale with fear.

The first reaction is to rush to the living room, "madam, madam, the marshal has been injured and is still unconscious."

Is holding a cup of tea looking for a soft hand, the cup fell to the ground, splashed a piece of debris, tea flowing on the white floor, it seems particularly ugly, but no one has the mind to tube.

Feng Yilin is injured. How can he be so strong that he can't wake up?

No, no, it won't.

Quickly get up, grab the bag next to run out, flustered, even looking for the baby to ask did not think of.

Looking for the only scale is her husband, but there is another thing that can not be touched, that is, her husband is injured, especially unconscious.

Because it's a picture she'll never forget.

If Feng Yilin has a system, now you will hear: Ding, your pig teammates are online again!

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