Root is a little girl.’
Zhao Cuo is a little tired. Looking at this beautiful young woman whose steps are gradually becoming cheerful, this woman seems to have forgotten the sad and ruddy corners of the carriage in a blink of an eye, which will outline a happy arc.
Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong decided not to be angry with this woman anymore.
Doesn’t fit his identity
"Ma ‘am, when I first met you, my mature charm turned out to be fake."
Zhao wrong can’t help but speak sarcasm.
"Do you want me to be like this?"
Flame son suddenly turned around.
Be sycophantic son face revealed a charming little smile.
The evening breeze blows across her body in a coordinated way, and the green robe of the lake is as plump as a peach, and the figure curve is revealed in a flash, and all kinds of amorous feelings are revealed, which makes Zhao Daguan stunned.
"Yan Er doesn’t need to smile at you anymore."
As she spoke, she smiled again, pointing at Zhao wrongly, and there was a hint of pride in her beautiful eyes.
After the words, Yan Er turned around and continued to walk forward at a brisk pace
This performance is in line with the analysis results of Zhao Xiaogong’s personality.
Fragile and proud as a young girl’
Zhao mistakenly looked at her tall and well-developed beautiful image and suddenly felt a little cute, but she was too fond of crying.
"madam"
Walking into the boudoir seems to have been notified long ago that the sisters flower maid respectfully came out to salute and did not give Zhao a strange look in the wrong way.
"The hot water is ready."
They wrote novels.
"If you want to talk, you should also take Zhao Xiaogong to take a bath and bring him to my dormitory."
Mrs. Flame took out her master’s majesty and looked at the side of Zhao’s beautiful eyes with a hint of purity to ask him about them.
"I see."
Zhao mistakenly nodded calmly and then walked with two maids who seemed to be called Desire Language and Huan Xiu respectively. At this moment, he was dissatisfied with his young body.
Yan Er asked the maid to take him to bathe and change clothes. It’s already said the funeral, right?
The heart sucks and speeds up the beating frequency.
"Wait a minute or ask her how to break through the congenital."
Zhao Xiaogong naturally enjoyed the care of his twin sisters. After the hot bath, he was taken to Yaner’s dormitory by two maids. Of course, the girl took a slow bath, so he was alone in the room.
Zhao Cuo looked at his virgin boudoir for a few times. The furnishings here are not simple at all, but are decorated with sparkling gems everywhere.