"Daoxin?"

Nangong Mo glanced at Yun Ran lightly, and said seriously: "The red dust is experienced, practicing this body, emptyness and self -made, and the supreme way of doing things. The girl wants to cultivate the Taoism, and she needs to cross the love first.

You can help you. "

The man is handsome as a fairy, the style is elegant, and his expression is calm and serious.

Yun Ran looked at him with a black line, and his heart rolled his eyes.

[This ... it looks like a god stick that scams in the world! Except for good -looking, nothing is!]

Men hummed in their hearts and dealing with idiots. It is enough to look good!

Moreover, in addition to good -looking, Ye has a bunch of advantages!

So, his mouth was slightly raised, the elegant and charming laughter, "How? But the grandfather helps you cross the robbery?"

"... cross your dog's head! Roll!"

Yun Ran slapped over, the man flickered, and by the way, he didn't see how he was 'rolling'. Anyway, it was 'rolling' to the Qiuqian chair.

The originally smooth and hanging autumn chair suddenly shook, and it was really frightened by Yun Ran, because I was worried that the weight of the rope could not stand the weight of the two people suddenly broke.

"Bastard! You go down!"

Yun Ran wanted to push him down, but he stretched his arms with a long arms, holding her slender waist tightly without letting go, a rogue, "Let the grandfather go down? That's impossible!"

"???"

"!!!"

Yun Daiqi knotted, reaching for him, but he didn't take that force in his eyes at all.

Voice:

"Don't be afraid, the grandfather's heart will count, this vine will not break, the grandfather will not let you fall to death."

Yun Ran: "........."

[Listen, people say, call Tian Lei, split into a dog!]

Nangong Mo pursed his lips slightly, pretending that he didn't know anything, and finged down the vine, "Look, very strong, right?"

But the power of that finger made the Qiuqian chair swing forward sharply, and it was about to fly up. It was so unexpected that people lost their focus.

Yun Ran leaned back and poured into his arms.

This makes her angry: [He is definitely intentional!]

"Nangong ink! You bastard !!!"

"Don't be afraid, grandpa is here, I won't fall."

"..."

Listening to the sound of the man in his ears, Yun Ran couldn't bite him!

Who said she was afraid of falling?!

At first, she was really worried that the rope would fall down, but she saw it later. The rope was very strong, and she could carry the weight of the two people.

But this does not mean that she is willing to swing with him, autumn, thousands of!

"Nangong ink! You bastard stop!"

"Don't be afraid, you won't let you fly out."

Yun Ran: "..."

[This abominable bastard!]

Although Yun Ran grasped the Qiuqian rope hard, but Nanan Palace's ink was dark, and it always made the Qiuqian chair high and then fell, as if a light boat that was shaking in the sunrise, rippling the boundless ripples.

Yun Ran was found. The vine woven autumn thousand ropes were not only beautiful, but not ordinary strong!

It feels like adding two hundred pounds of heavy objects and it will not break it!

[This autumn is created by him, ha! Seriously doubt that someone has premeditated!]

Yun Ran hooked cold lips and looked at him despise, "A big man is still swinging? Nangong Mo, are you ashamed?"

"Who stipulates that men can't swing thousands?"

Yun Ran: "..."
Chapter completed!