Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yan Ce couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Things seem to be getting more and more complicated.

"It's just that sometimes it's uncomfortable to be taken away from what belongs to me." The Fusu girl said.

"You came to my bedroom on purpose at night just to explain that you don't intend to be emperor. What if I say that I got the throne in my dream, so I don't care at all?"

"Ok?"

Yan Ce frowned, grasping a few key words.

"So, you are the only thing I haven't got, and only those who haven't got will care more."

Fusu leaned against his profile, looked at the subtle reactions of the boy's body, and pursed the corners of his mouth.

"Would such deliberate derogatory remarks excite you a little bit? Boys really have strange personalities."

Yan Ce said seriously: "A decent person, no, don't talk nonsense."

"The more you pretend to be serious, the more you hide your anxiety."

She lightly pierced Yan Ce's disguise.

Yan Ce sighed, "You have changed..."

"is it?"

The corners of the girl's mouth widened, and her bright black eyes narrowed.

The girl's state of mind can be roughly described as "the courier that was just delivered, but the neighbor signed for it, and refused to return it."

It should be to understand where the girl's heart knot is, so Yan Xiaoce, the spiritual mentor, can go to work with a certificate, abduction... persuasion, classmate Yan is a professional.

"So, we can do some exercise that is good for the body and mind to relax."

Fusu responded obediently: "Okay."

The words fell, and the slender arms around the neck were released. Yan Ce turned his head and saw that the cumbersome black long skirt fell on the ground, and the smooth legs stained with slight sweat stains looked crystal clear and beautiful under the moonlight. A thread hangs on the upper body, revealing a large area of ​​skin on the lower abdomen.

"But when it comes to exercising, I don't really want to sweat."

Facing the boy's bewildered expression, the girl finally showed a sweet smile.

"And it's getting late, so why not just omit the steps in the middle."

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The moment the black dress fell on the ground, Yan Ce's Sanity value dropped rapidly due to panic, as if seeing an indescribable god.

"..."

The boy opened his mouth, his eyes were a little dull, and he didn't speak.

The girl stopped gracefully and gently, and gently lifted the hair at the neckline. Seeing that Yan Ce had lost his language function, the corners of his eyes curled up.

"Is the last step too sudden?"

There was a tinge of ridicule in the girl's gentle voice.

"Suddenly." Yan Ce took a step back, "It's too sudden, I can't accept it, can we talk about something serious?"

"'Serious' thing..."

The young lady of the crown prince bit the word "serious" and emphasized the sound, then laughed and said: "Which one of the Ming masters in the past did not regard the cultivation of heirs as a 'serious' thing?"

There is nothing wrong with saying this. Yan Ce is a three-good student in the new era, so he will not forget the painful teachings of the chalk heads in class. If he collects all the chalk that falls on his head, he may earn him [-] million .

Heirs are the continuation of personal will. Generations of monarchs of the Qin State have carried out the dream of unification, and the result is to divide the history of the previous thousand years into two parts. Even if the first emperor came in person, it would be impossible to refute.

However, there is a small flaw.

There is no great biologist in the history of the Ming Dynasty, who has been trained as a serious business since the cell stage.My dear little princess, what kind of misunderstandings do you have about serious business?

Yan Ce, who is a master of mind management, didn't know where to persuade the girl for a while.

Looking at the black coat in front of him, only light underwear was left, Yan Ce said earnestly: "Maybe we need more communication."

"Communication? I don't mind putting it in the process, if you still have the mood to communicate."

Fusu is like a blackened tyrant, his gentle and kind face is full of seriousness, and all the details show one point-everyone comes, and there must be a duck for all the parts on his body.

The words were imaginative, but the movements were unexpectedly reserved. She sat down and smiled slightly.

"I have no intention of usurping the throne."

Yan Ce took another step back, a little away from the danger factor and immediately filled the girl.

"I said that I don't mind the ownership of the throne." Fusu repeated again, and said, lowering his eyes, sipping tea calmly, "Because it will fall on top of my head no matter what, this ending is doomed and cannot be determined It's a process."

"By the way, don't try to run away. There are maids walking around outside the window at any time. If someone sees me at this moment..." Fu Su paused, and said, "Mm, let's call it the appearance of the clothes. Ladies, you should be ashamed." I know, sooner or later it will reach my mother’s ears.”

The objective fact that the mouths of the female officials are loose and broken, which cannot be used has been vividly reflected in Shang Ji. As a model worker in the world of broken mouths, Shang Ji has been sent away by Yan Ce herself. will call.

Yan Ce sat opposite, what kind of power could make a pure girl evolve into a spotless black.

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Fusu responded, the corners of his mouth curled up again, and in the sight of the young man, the crown prince and the young girl put their hands on the table and gradually approached.