One man, one wolf, just fell into a mutual cycle.

-digression–
There are tickets, blades and rewards. Old drivers ask for them.
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Welcome everyone to join the group. There is soft moonlight to flirt with.
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523 turned out to be the king of Lin ‘an. What a skill.
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Na Lanqing, the snow feast in the palace, didn’t want to go, but the owner of the snow feast was Liu Guifei, who had never contacted anyone before, and she accepted the invitation.
Liu Guifei is located in the first four concubines, and the queen is superior to the imperial concubine.
However, she is like an invisible man. She is said to have never left her hospital to take care of the frail four emperors. I know there is such a pair of imperial concubines in the palace, but I don’t know what the four emperors look like. Liu Guifei is Yan …
She is interested.
……
"Temple LiuGuiFei snow feast invite you empress …"
Long Che looked at the invitation in his hand and he was silent. "The mother princess will not go out to refuse the temple for the mother princess!"
"Yes!"
Long Che threw the invitation in his hand to one side before he left the palace …
The page saw that he would go out every afternoon and occasionally come back in the middle of the night. He was curious but didn’t say anything.
Thyme Cher was staring at him in the imperial court. "Go!"
"Cher, what’s wrong with you?"
"It’s a big lie to lie to my husband and say that you will sleep with me until dawn … you are not cold at all!" Thyme Cher stared at the man in front of her, and her beautiful little face was angry.
Ignore one’s head
Stretching out his hand and touching her head, Long Che’s eyes were full of pity. He gently coaxed, "Good boy, I left for a while … aren’t you back now?"
"No matter if your husband is a liar, you should never trust your husband again!"
"I’m sorry, you can beat me and scold me. Don’t be angry with me!" Long Che bowed his head and his face was a happy smile.
Thyme Cher sat on the bed and bit her finger. "That family wants porridge. My husband cooked porridge himself!"
Long Che face a stiff …
He never cooked …
"Hum, it’s a lie. People don’t care about their husbands anymore!" Seeing that his face was difficult to express, Thyme Cher was directly lying down and turned his back on him, which made him particularly angry.
Long Che quickly shook his head. "No, I cook, I cook!"
Then he rushed away from …
Lying in bed, Thyme Cher turned back and smiled. She was carefully followed …
Long che is hard to be in the kitchen. He stares at the ingredients in front of him. How can he make them look like they usually eat?