two love (gl)

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The flower picker was already younger than her, and in this illusion, she was a girl younger than her original body. She was playful and weird, and it made people really happy to see it.

Speaking of which, the flower picker is really loved by God, with outstanding appearance and heroic appearance, he can be soft and affectionate when he wants to be coquettish, and cute and cute when he wants to be coquettish. It is also distressing.Although she was so stupid that she couldn't help but want to teach her a lesson.

Such a person is born like a butterfly, flying around among the flowers, and like the wind, it is difficult to catch.

"Eleven Niang, has someone wronged you these two days?" This is what Song Ze really cares about. She used thunderous means to deal with Yan Yu. Since the previous repercussions are so strong, Song Jie will inevitably be affected in the palace. .With Song Jie's current status, at most those people were agitating with each other.Song Ze purposely waited a few days before asking, one was that the lingering anger had not dissipated, the other was that she didn't know what to do with her, and the third was that she wanted to see how Song Jie would react to the rumors.

After all, in the future... there will be no fewer rumors than there are now.Thinking of his hidden thoughts, Song was a little embarrassed, but the shyness was only for a moment, and the flower picker didn't find it.

"Yes." Song Jie nodded quickly, with a look of grievance on his face.

"who is it?"

"You." Who else but you. "You ignore me. You ignore me for so many days, why don't you ignore me." Before she was out of the illusion, she was abandoned like a shoe, it was unbearable.

"...But there are others?"

Song Zexin found out that he cared about her or used this matter to deal with people in the palace who disobeyed her? "In Changle Palace, it's either yours, or someone with a wink. First, you transfer the palace people who are rude to me to other places." As an errand, there will be a day in the future when you punish that wishful thinking villain without even asking. You have a firm stand and a clear attitude. Coupled with the many troubles in the previous court, smart people will not add fuel to the flames and step on me at this time to give you a chance to stand up You can't take the ministers, but it is more than enough to deal with a disobedient and troublesome palace man at will. Besides, I basically stayed in the side hall for the past two days, and no one who wanted to die jumped out."

The flower picker can have such awareness, unlike the common grass and lakes.Mrs. Fei taught her very well.

Seeing her nod approvingly, Song Jie smiled triumphantly, "If you open a women's department, maybe I can go to the exam and become a female champion, no worse than your ex-husband who was the champion."

Champion, predecessor, husband-in-law.Song Ze glanced at her sideways, his skin was itchy again, wasn't he? "I don't remember any ex-husband, I only remember my wife who worshiped heaven and earth."

Song Jie's heart moved, and he looked at her. She seemed as if she hadn't said anything just now, and asked, "You don't go out all day, what are you doing in the side hall?"

"I miss you. There is nothing here in the desert, and I am afraid of getting you into trouble when I go out. What else can I do, I can only miss you. Listen to your words and think about your failure. By the way, think about it and recall memories."

"Thinking about what to remember?" As soon as he asked, Song Ze felt that something was wrong, most likely it was not a good thing.

Song Jie seemed to know what she was thinking, and smiled, "Don't worry, it's a good thing, a very good thing. Usually people don't meet once in a hundred times, so if you do, tell me it's a good thing."

"Shut up." Song Ze raised his hand, wanting to hit her again.

Song Jie hurriedly covered his face, "Hey, you have become a habit of doing it? If you can't say it, you will hit me. Is your majestic Sect Master Song so reasonable? I didn't care about you before, and if you beat me again, you will be angry. What? Said that we are still in the same boat, you can kiss me and touch me, but you can't hit me."

"Okay, I won't hit you. Come here, come closer."

Song Jie poked his head forward a little bit and then retracted it. "I don't want it. I just remembered that you don't have a good reputation."

If she said no, she would be fine? Song would not give her this chance, and stretched out his hand to pull her in front of her, pressing the back of her neck.Song Jie only saw Song Ze's face getting bigger and bigger, and was a little stunned for a while.

"what!"

The sharp pain on her lips brought her back.Unknown where the evil came from, Song Ze bit her lip again, and provocatively licked the blood on her lip.

"you you you."

"I didn't hit you. You said, I can kiss you."

"This is kissing? This is obviously biting."

"Oh, maybe it's because I'm not very proficient, so I need to practice more." As he said, Song Ze looked at Song Jie's lips that were still bleeding, bright red.

Song Jie covered his mouth and put on a posture of resisting death. "Don't come here," she said vaguely.She always thought that Sect Master Song was upright and would not cheat, but who would have thought that he would be so ruthless, she couldn't stand it.

The flower picker really thought he couldn't cure her.Song Ze laughed out loud, very happy.When she was young, she was also a weird child, and many children of the same generation suffered from her.If she doesn't make a move, it's fine, but if she makes a move, it will make people look good.The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. She is so outstanding that she attracts the attention of others.Otherwise, there are so many clan daughters, and she wouldn't be chosen at the first glance.

It was the first time seeing Song Ze laughing so freely and brightly, Song Jie was stunned, and put down his hand covering his mouth.

According to rumors in the world, the Song Sovereign was cold and ruthless, like ten thousand years of ice and thousand years of snow.Even in the illusion, no matter what her status is, no matter how happy she is, she always smiles warmly and lightly. Who would have thought that she would laugh like this.

The flower picker didn't know, the corners of his mouth rose because of this, he was very pleased.

She didn't realize it, but Song Ze did see it, so she couldn't help being more happy.

Having experienced wars, being a captive slave, and being the head of any sect as a non-monk, Song Ze has seen all kinds of people in his half life.There are not a few people who are courteous and courteous.It can't be said that those people are hypocritical or fake, but she has never seen any joy in those people because of her.She had been asking the flower picker what she wanted from her.

The flower picker always says that she has her heart.

But even if she didn't do anything for the flower picker, the flower picker was still happy for her, just because of her smile.

Such a flower picker, such a flower picker.

Such flower pickers are always hovering in Song Ze's mind, making her sleepless at night.

In the middle of the night, Changle Palace was lingering with her favorite cypress fragrance, and the palace servants on duty performed their duties quietly. There was only a footlight in the distance, emitting a dim yellow light.

Song Ze put on his clothes and got up, pushed the door and went out, preventing the maids on duty at night from approaching, and walked a few steps to the side hall.The same furnishings, the same footlights, but for some reason she felt that the candlelight here was warmer.

The court ladies went up to salute, but she waved back and refused to let them report.She deliberately restrained her breath and stepped lightly. As she expected, the flower picker was fast asleep.After she released her breath, within a few breaths, the flower picker immediately noticed.

People who live at ease are not so alert.Song Ze had noticed before that even if he lost all his martial arts in the illusion, the flower picker remained vigilant almost like a shou.She was saddened by such a discovery.Until the flower picker let go of her frown after calling out her name, and muttered vaguely: "I'm a thief in the middle of the night."

Song smiled.

Not long after, the flower picker fell asleep again.Song Ze approached, but the flower picker didn't wake up. As she thought, in the illusions again and again, the two had formed a close connection, and they regarded each other as someone who could make her feel at ease.

She leaned over and stretched out her hand to flick it, and it hit Song Jie's face.

Song Jie frowned and ignored.

Song Ze poked her face again.

Song Jie narrowed his eyes, "If you want to torture me, please torture me so that the torture doesn't hinder my sleep. Women who don't sleep well tend to grow old, do you know that?"

Song Ze said, "I don't know."

"It's easy to forget when you don't sleep well, you know that?"

Song Ze still said, "I don't know."

Move to the side to let a person sit, and open the quilt again. "Song Ze, stop making trouble and sleep together, okay?"

"Are you begging me?" Song Ze was slightly satisfied and asked with a smile.

"Please."