Please update your browser: Your browser is obsolete, you need to update or switch! Missing var() support! Missing grid support! Missing (flex-) gap support! Missing aspect-ratio support! Missing container query support! Missing clamp() support! Missing -webkit-line-clamp support!
    Header Background Image

    Asianovel

    The world's first crowdsourcing-driven asian bl novel translation community

    Shi Wu Luo was staring at him, his expression passed through the courtyard, leaned over to put him in the courtyard, and he also pulled the scattered hair for him. When his fingers passed through the white lanterns white neck, he stayed slightly in a somewhere in the neck side of the neck side.

    The revenge light patted his hand and pulled the high neckline: "The day of light, what bad things do you want?"

    "Isn't it just a day?"

    Master Wu Luo leaned over.

    He stood on the ground, sitting on the Qiu Qian, leaned over to talk, the air flow was feathered, and it fell on the side of the revenge lamp. It is the sound of night black wind, the sound of the knife, the sound of cold and life.

    Such a voice, saying everything with a serious aura.

    ——It is not the day of light, he can immediately let the sky dark.

    Qiu Boofan understands what he meant.

    "..."

    It's really broken, it's not easy to bully.

    The revenge lamp is distressed.

    He rarely reflected on his own years, did he really make people too ruthless? Look, everyone has learned badly. Originally Allo Daolong bullied ... just teasing his ears and red ...

    It ’s like now, it’ s empty.

    A very light laughter.

    Shi Wu Luo rescued the new work from the fingers of the revenge lamp, and was skillfully and seriously stacked with the neckline -yesterday was a little too angry. When you arrived in Huaicheng in the morning, the revenge light was in the morning. The carriage was made up. As soon as he moved his house, Shi Wu Luo called him, and he woke up.

    When it came out, the wide clothes outside were just on the body.

    ——I also tied a belt.

    Qiu Boofan took the Qiu Qian, and looked down at Alo to unbutton his crooked belt.

    Suddenly remembered when was brought to Tancheng by Tai Yijian for a long time.

    ... At that time, he should wear clothes by himself, right?

    Weirong Lanli thinks carefully.

    In the past, in Tai Yi, he was a young master who "reached out". In the thousands of years of the ghost, he was used to being used to the teacher Wu Luo, and he did not even buckle his own buttons.

    For this reason, Lu Jing still criticized in the letter and was distressed, saying: Master Qiu Master Qiu, Master Qiu, you are a trap of someone! This kind of drama in the words is sincerely wanting to raise people, so that the other party can do nothing when you leave yourself.

    At the end, suddenly came:

    Xiao Ye is so romantic, why is no one willing to let me be a rice bug?

    ——I enviable and jealousy's face was exposed immediately.

    Lu Xiyi is also quite Zhen Zhen's words: Bald donkey says, who does not enter hell who enters hell, this kind of suffering of being raised and waste, the little master is willing to bear it for the world!

    In this regard, the Boom Lantern brushes, and gave him a reply to him with three words:

    Wash and sleep.

    It can be said to be extremely cold and ruthless.

    After Lu Jing received the letter, he grew up in Zuo Yue and called for a short sigh, complaining that Master Qiu Master has been raised by Master Wu Luo over the years, but it is really bigger and bigger ... Unfortunately, the "burning" of sending the letter just was just by the candlenan. The lantern meeting attracted, I didn't go away immediately after the sending letter, and returned again after turning around.

    If the disciple of Taiyi who has a poor memory of the silent memory turned into a letter to send a letter, this stubble may just pass it.

    Those who sent a letter on the day of the biological day happened to be more good.

    Once the ghost, he reported it to the little master ancestor in a word.

    The ancestor of Qiu Qiu listened, and said nothing, but turned over and pulled out the pen and paper.

    After seven or eight hundred years, Lu Jiayu Lang, on Huangquan Road, packed himself beautifully, confirmed that he was also from the hair to the heel, handsome and chic everywhere. Master Qiu. As soon as I entered the city, the left fat man, the first step of the first decades ago, greeted him enthusiastically.

    The enthusiasm has to make Lu Yiji creepy.

    As the saying goes, there is no matter how diligence, non -rape.

    The wise and clever Lu Elech wanted to retreat when he pulled his legs. He first observed the enemy's situation. As a result, he was dragged into the agreed stone pavilion by Zuo Fat.

    In the stone pavilion, a bunch of small hill height is piled up.

    Open it at will:

    One year, one month, and one day, Lu Xuan was the same as Zuo Yue.

    One year, one month, and one day, Lu Xuan did not cross the same place.

    On a certain day and a day, the left month and half were the same as the half of the sons.

    One year, a certain day, and one day, Lu Xuan was the same as Zuo Yue ...

    During one or two thousand years, all trivial things that were toured by Taiyi were all turned on, and they were all remembered by Master Qiu.

    Lu Jing was stupid on the spot.

    ——The no wonder, the left fat man saw him coming, his face was like a pardon, and his feelings could drag a launch and dragged one water.

    Zuo Yuesheng's revenge of the revenge thin lamp "this hate", but it has been taught by himself, and the shadow is long. Usually, he will be more conscious. On the eve of Shouyuan, he was proud of it. Hu Biao Haikan said that he had many years of experience in drinking.

    In this way, Master Qiu Da was not remembered.

    As for Lu Jing ...

    He has always been a word, acknowledging, a stubbornness, a stubbornness, and a murmur ... In this pile of mountain -like vengeances, 10 % were tenth of 90 % with him.

    There were no two masters of Qiu Qiu after the book pile, and she groaned with a smile: Lu 11, Master Ben Master has been thinking about you in these years, cutting in his heart, how? Don't be moved?

    0 Comments

    Enter your details or log in with:
    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period. But if you submit an email address and toggle the bell icon, you will be sent replies until you cancel.