"Uh, this is more difficult to answer ..." The son of the master said that she did not say that her.

"Tell you, women can't look at the appearance, the more beautiful the appearance, the more cunning her mind. Auntie is the top cunning woman, then Yang Ruoyao is a first -class cunning. So you are designed by that woman, and it is boasting that she is beautiful!"

The son of the master just wants to say, you are so self -knowledge.

Xiao Luo also said: "It is difficult to prove that it is her, and then check when she went to Taishi Mansion. Since the bow and arrows are held by your house, she must ask them to take it, or want to want to take it, or want to think of it, or want to want

The method is taken away. There are a number of arrows allocated on your house. If you use the ins and outs of the arrows of each guard carefully, you can find out who is the lost arrow and how to lose it. "

The son of the master was indignant: "Thank you Wang Ye Mingjian. Even if I go back, I will find the evidence even if I dig three feet.

After a few days, it was found that the lost arrow was a career of the Buddhist temple.

He was standing every day, and he fell asleep on the stone platform in the garden when he was tired.

That day, Yang Ruoyao did have come to Shang Shufu, and even went to the Buddhist temple.

But there were a lot of people who had reached the Buddhist temple that day, and she couldn't bite it. She stolen it.

Jin Luoluo can only hate it secretly.

This Yang Ruoyao is really cunning and does not miss the water. Now even if she knows it is her, there is no evidence to prove it.

I can only find a way to start from other aspects.

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Jin Luo Luo's injury has been cultivated for a few days, and it has been a lot, and he can get out of bed and walk around.

Xiao Che could no longer bear it, insisting that she would go home.

Jin Luoluo died, but he couldn't help him, so he had to promise to let Jin Tan send someone to pick it back tomorrow.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, don't you say that you have no point in the sister -in -law?"

The two admire the moonlight in the gazebo.

The moonlight is dissolved tonight, and the breeze blows the lake.

Dynamic and static room, full of freehand, is nostalgic.

"Then stay!"
Chapter completed!