A feast of pure joy, a feast of pure joy.
Yan Qing seemed to have returned to the season of cherry blossoms in an instant.
He saw the person opposite, with a confused look on his face. He turned to him and lightly opened his red lips: "Yan Xiaoqi, you stinky bastard, come back here quickly!!~~~"
Suddenly, Yan Qing realized that a little white cat jumped to his feet with lightning speed and tried to climb up the straight "tree".
Many years later, Yan Huan also tried to jump onto the horse in this posture, but Yan Qing grabbed him and tapped him on the top of his head~
"Can you be more courageous than Xiao Qi!?"
"No~", the little girl of the past is now the little woman, with a look of helplessness on her face, "I passed all my strength to Xiaoqi@ @"
After Yan Qing heard this, he glanced at the dumpling-shaped Comrade Xiao Qi in the corner with the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help but regret his decision at the Qinghuan Banquet again.
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