Chapter 227 The Spring Scenery of the Bedroom

I took the whip myself and hurriedly took advantage of the late night to rush on the road.

Along the way, Kong Xianping naturally had to ask about Mei Diandian's situation after her separation, but Mei Diandian said that she could not remember the meeting with Lang Bohan Chong before and after the assassination of Qiu Wuqing.

But I slept on a big rock and crossed the ocean, and for no reason I went to Mengshiju for a while.

When the master is knowledgeable, he also finds it amazing and incredible.

Diandian, do you still remember what Master mentioned to you before going down the mountain?

Kong Xianping suddenly turned around and asked, "Well, I don't remember it very much."

Mei Diandian touched her head.These days I always feel confused and have no impression of anything.

You, pretend to be confused.

Her master gave her a blank look and smiled.It's just your good thing to support your brother and you...

Ah, Master, I remember that the oranges bloomed all over the mountains and fields at that time, and many of them were beautiful.

Mei Diandian interrupted her and changed the topic inexplicably

What?orange?Where did the orange flowers come from?

Kong Xianping couldn't help but be stunned. There were only crabapple flowers there, and it was not the season for blossoming at that time.

Well, by the way, without Uncle Orange, it is naturally not the time for the crabapple to bloom.

Mei Diandian replied with a smile.Kong Xianping was stunned again, Girl, what were you talking about?Master tells you about your marriage.Why do you say that oranges and begonia bloom?What does it mean?

Mei Diandian shrugged her shoulders and said with a bitter face.Since my master asked me to say that it was hurtful, I had to say it straight.

She held her cheeks and said seriously with a faint and serious look.I always think that Brother Ting is the eldest brother, and I have no children’s relationship, let alone talk about marriage.

What?You are still giving this tone?

Kong Xianping said unhappyly.Think about you, your brother, has devoted himself to you, over the years...

Love is not gratitude and repayment.

Mei Diandian intercepted the master's words again, restrained her smile and said.

I am very grateful to my elder brother for his care for the girl, but I can't raise the interest of women in men for him, so I asked me to marry him.An impossible thing.

You have not revenge your bloody feud for killing your father and destroying your family. The enemy is strong, and you will definitely not be able to fight against your enemies with your own strength.

Kong Xianping also wants to convince the stubborn. Although Ting'er is not a top figure in the world, he has good kung fu. If you become a couple with you, you can compete with Qiu Wuqing.It is both avenge and awesome family, and it is a lifelong trust and happiness. This kind of good thing is once a lifetime, little by little.

The candle in the bridal chamber was dark and the spring scenery was not diminishing. The lazy bride was lying obediently on her new bed. It was not that she didn't want to talk, but that her mouth was too busy to make time to talk nonsense.

The crazy desire burning of desire for her, the demand for her, and the pleasure of dying, made her scream to death and exhausted...

This is the soul of the Chinese tomb, right?

When the love reached orgasm, a strange phenomenon appeared on his delicate body that was as pink as jade and as white as snow!

A naked woman's pattern of a spot about the size of a nail slowly appeared on the upper part of her thigh, and at first glance it looked like a burned scar.