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Cass repents and rubs her eyebrows lovingly for Korea, but it’s hard to draw two curved eyebrows and a delicate moon. It’s not as simple as that thousand-year spell, especially for Cass, who is so heavy and used to a few fine men. It’s not enough to curl her eyebrows into a font and then curl her lips. Hahahahakas doesn’t draw her eyebrows like this.

You laugh at me.
Cass narrowed his eyes in a tough tone and sweat trickled down early in the morning, so he tried to watch Korea drop snow and burst into laughter and lie on the dresser to suppress laughter. No, I thought it was fun.
Fart is funny. I can’t draw well
Eyebrows are vertical, eyes are horizontal and nose is oblique, which is a typical threat. There is a deep critical word in her forehead. If she dares to say no, he must chop her to death. If she dares to neglect, she will quickly answer, "It’s good to draw well." I think everything Cass draws looks good.
hypocritical
You see, you cheapskate, I laugh at you, and you are angry. I praise you for your good painting, and you are called hypocritical. Han Yan is trying to suppress her smile and stare at Cass’s thrush for her. Even though it is rough, I always feel that the spirit of painting her eyebrows and smiles is clearer than usual, especially the sharp eyes are brighter than before, and the glass is brighter than the crystal. The wind blows away, and Liu Hailou’s forehead and crescent marks all kinds of customs are in it.
Wang shou is really stupid
Cass was annoyed and left the eyebrow pencil alone. Angry, Korea turned her eyebrow and grabbed his rough and sweaty hand and posted it on her brow, saying that Cass would help me draw a generation of eyebrows, okay?
ah
You stupid claws help me draw a generation of eyebrows.
ah
Looking at Cass’s gawking expression, Han curled his lips and stole a kiss around his neck, smiling and teasing beauty and ugliness. You can’t escape.
Should I help you thrush or wash your feet?
You don’t promise
Korea curled her eyebrows, bulging her cheeks, staring at apricot eyes, and half ringing. As soon as Cass turned over her eyelids, her red eyes and half folded up her lips, if they were as bright as cherry blossoms, I drew a picture that simply rang and cut through the morning light, and her four eyes looked at each other and half ringing, and she smiled.
Three days before marriage.
Everything is a foregone conclusion like a dream. If Cass doesn’t come and take her away in three days, she will have to fulfill her promise to marry Mo Xie.
Today, I came to Mo Xie to slap and resent the day when I didn’t disappear in the middle of the night as usual, and I was estranged from each other from the end to the end
The closer she gets to the key, the more closely she is monitored. She hasn’t seen Cass’s other garden for half a month, and it has become a hiding place for war and smoke.
I remember the last time I saw Cass, that guy leaned over her ear while thrusting eyebrows at her, saying that being a Kas woman means being domineering.
He also said that to deal with the proud dragon girl, you have to give her a dragon’s back, or a blow will be fatal.
So in his old man’s house, bullying encouraged her to have a revenge action aimed at destruction. On that day, about late at night, Oriole creaked and pushed the door and pushed the screen bead curtain, but Mrs. Ah, a scream broke through the silent night, and then she heard the porcelain bowl fall to the ground and the palace beat drums and drums.
The night is no longer calm.
Everything is strange and unusual. Oriole kneels on the ground with tears in his eyes, pointing to the faint blood on the edge of the bed and scraping the broken cloth in the corner of the bed.
The sovereign handmaiden just came to deliver the sedative tea, and then she saw this.
Oriole was shaking with cold sweat.
Mo Xie tore off his loose cloak and strode across the bed to wipe up the dried blood and smell the familiar corners of his mouth, gradually evoking a dangerous smile.
Pa a Liao bedding remnants Korea dropping a few long hair pillow beside her sweet bed, but her blood was ferocious. Looking at this scene, Mo Xie’s heart was entangled in a moment, and the ingenious calm of the past almost collapsed and burst. If she didn’t, he wouldn’t be indifferent to her. The more he knew that he cared about her, the more fatally she became, and the more dangerous he became. The concerns in his heart now accumulated from Kirin’s knowledge of Dragon Palace.
Find it for Wang.
Pa he knocked down the wooden chair and fell to his knees. It’s rare to be so flustered. When the palm of his hand stretches out and glances at it, it faintly waves.
I don’t know what to say about sovereign handmaiden.
say
Walking from the crowd, the ordinary maid bowed her head in panic and reported that the handmaiden seemed to see Mrs. Suu Kyi come to Mrs. Han in a hurry in the evening
Jier
Mo Xie’s eyes suddenly burst into flames, and he didn’t want to make a fuss about it. It seemed that he was a good toy fist. In a short time, he clenched his bed and unconsciously tilted it. In the crowd, another servant girl came to the novel. The sovereign handmaiden also saw Mrs. Su sneaking away from Mrs. Han, but the handmaiden didn’t know.
The sovereign slave also saw it.
Everyone speaks out bravely.