A book-worn beauty is as delicate as a jade than a flower

The moment Wen Liangyu came to his senses, he knew that he was wearing it - he had very rich time-traveling experience and superb professional skills.

It is said that there is such a group in the world, female sex, who like to spread dog blood, and takes pleasure in flirting with two or more men all their lives.And it’s not enough to have one’s own sexuality, so one has to write down that sexuality, the so-called independent sexuality is not as good as public sexuality.The world calls them rotten female writers.And Wen Liangyu is one of the capable generals under the command of the writers.

I don't know how many times, Wen Liangyu rushed to the base field under the pen of the writer boss, and completed one after another peerless sadomasochism.Why is it one game after another?Because his writer boss is really too lazy, he often creates an image in his heart and then changes the name to use in the next story.After a long time, readers can't help but complain about the author's hard work, and he also complains and protests against his hard work and single attribute.So the author has to be more or less sympathetic to the views of his capable subordinates.

--Thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, can you dress as a woman?

After the last story was over, the author consulted with him.

He guarded his little brother with horror.

--How many years of hard work, and once you return to the palace?

The discussion of eunuch or not eunuch went on for a long time between the author and the characters, and finally the author reluctantly agreed to give his little brother a peace.

So - he wore it!

"Young master, are you awake?" A nasal child's voice whispered in his ear.

Wen Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief.Cracked, clichéd.The body he wore must have been in a coma for a long time due to injury/serious illness/or other reasons, so after waking up, he can pretend to be amnesia/trance/or other forms of insanity, just to put the origin and identity of the original sufferer one by one Set out.

Slowly opening her eyes, Wen Liangyu found herself in a gorgeous bedroom.The quilts and curtains are soft, and the Lihe incense burner curls up and emits milky white smoke.A boy in Tsing Yi was standing by the bed with tears in his eyes, his hair still untied, and his shiny black hair hanging down.On the ebony tray in the child's hand was a small rhinoceros horn cup with lotus leaves, exuding a bitter medicinal fragrance.

"My lord finally woke up." The little boy sniffed his nose, and big tears fell down: "Shi Qin is very worried."

It turned out that the boy's name was Shi Qin, and he took the initiative to reveal his name, he was really a good boy.Wen Liangyu sat up and was about to pat his head to show his appreciation when he suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest and fell down involuntarily.Not only that, his eyes went black for a while, and a violent cough escaped from his mouth: "cough, cough, cough..."

"Young Master, Young Master." Shi Qin hurriedly put down the medicine bowl to support him.Wen Liangyu only felt that he was sweating again and again, and his whole body was so soft that he had no strength at all.Not only that, such a simple little action caused a fishy and sweet smell in his throat, his heart palpitations and shortness of breath for a while, and he was so breathless that he couldn't speak anything.

Meow, this body... what kind of broken physique is it?

Wen Liangyu was panting like a cow, and shouted in her heart: The author, I want to change the crew!I'm leaving!

But it is obviously impossible to exit now, unless he is willing to suffocate in one breath.After finally slowing down, Wen Liangyu uttered the classic time-traveling first question: "Where am I...?"

Shi Qin's tears burst into tears: "My lord, don't you remember? This is Empress/Ting Hua."

These three words made the corner of Wen Liangyu's mouth twitch.The back/court...flowers?

With his rich travel experience and deep understanding of the author, Wen Liangyu immediately knew where he was, but he still needed to further confirm his identity.So leaning on Shiqin, he said angrily: "Bring the mirror..."

"My lord, let's take a rest. Why don't you take photos when you're done?" Shi Qin hesitated.But he also knew that Young Master Yu cherished his appearance the most, so he gently let Wen Liangyu lean on the soft pillow, and took a mirror for himself.A new mirror is first ground, bright as a sword.So from the double-luan mirror with hundreds of flowers and branches, Wen Liangyu finally saw her own appearance after time travel.

Looking at the whole - Rongyao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong.It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun showing dew; when observing it by force, it is as bright as a flower coming out of Lubo.

Look at the parts - the face is like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flowers of spring dawn, the temples are like cut by knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves.Although he is angry and sometimes smiles, he is angry and affectionate.

Look at the demeanor -- the quiet place is like a flower shining in the water, the action is like a willow supporting the wind, the heart seems to have one more hole than the dry, and the disease is like a Xizi wins three points.

Look at the temperament - it looks like a Gushe real person, talented and elegant, with a comfortable and noble spirit.Wanhua is uneven, whoever believes in it will not be listed with Qunfang.He is noble, noble, and talented, and it is difficult to distinguish him from the earth.

Oh, what a peerless beauty!

If one ignores that the beauty is panting half to death at the moment...

Wen Liangyu felt dizzy and heartbroken for a while, and could already imagine the author's heartfelt gesture while sprinkling lace:

--Haoerzhi, beauty, oiran, look how much my mother loves you!

Oiran is a ghost!In the last story, Lao Tzu was the gong, with a great body, delicious food, and proficient in all sports such as diving, skydiving, bungee jumping and so on.If it wasn't for you getting tired of writing and messing up the end, and letting me fall from the plane into a meatloaf, I would have to leave the scene early, wear this shit/garden flower, and make a...

Although he knew it well, Wen Liangyu still couldn't tell himself the words "little official".

What a shame, what a shame!He had gone from being a shining attacker to a petty official who was stabbed by thousands of people.And looking at the posture of this body coughing and panting, it must be the late stage of tuberculosis, right?I'm afraid that he will die again a few days after he came back alive.

With such emotional agitation, Wen Liangyu coughed more violently, and trembled even more ecstasy, and when she rolled her eyes, a wisp of fragrance almost disappeared with the wind.Shi Qin was obviously used to this kind of scene, and he was so busy patting his back and rubbing his chest that Wen Liangyu was dripping with sweat again.

As if it wasn't messy enough, there was a chaotic noise outside the house.

"Where is Mr. Yu? I made a reservation three months ago, and I haven't got a number yet?"

Gui Nu accompanied Careful in a low voice.

"Master, Mr. Yu is really unwell, so he can't pick up/guests."

"I feel sick once, feel sick twice, feel sick three times and four times. Who doesn't know that Mr. Yu of Hou/Tinghua is a sick beauty, how long will it be delayed like this? If you can't walk, then carry it out-even if it is Gu Yan Shi Laozi must have a good time this time!"

Playing with your size, I will kill you with one shot!

Wen Liangyu roared in his heart.This body finally couldn't hold it any longer, and instantly activated the fountain mode--

--Puff, the ground is full of delicate red, and thousands of plum blossoms bloom.

And the moment the beauty coughing up blood passed out, all she could think about was gnashing her teeth.

--This is a deadly time travel!

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The author has something to say: Shenjing ice is serious in April, and the evil taste is obvious, although usually noble and glamorous, serious - if you come from "Chasing the Deer", you will agree with this point [to finger] - Nitrogen Sometimes it is inevitable that Su will reveal his essence...

I wish in my life that I love to abuse beauties.One time, I saw a divine text in the circle. There are still many bloodthirsty HMs calling affectionately under the pit for three years. In April, I am one of the camps of affectionate calling—but the author is the eunuch !

So it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, let's have a good time at Sajia!

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