The line of gilded fonts floated across the screen, and the forum was all silent.

Then, the overwhelming reply directly filled the stick, just a short moment to thousands of more replies.

“Shocked Princess!”

“Princess!“The Princess!”

“The wife!Come out and see the angels!”

“Go away from above!The princess is the most adorable genie, the angel has the adorable genie!"

"Upstairs you will be killed by angels, the identification is over!"

...

In the apartment, Anzhe looked at the page of Caton in a stunned look at the instant, and did not return to God at all.

He rubbed his eyes and made sure he hadn’t mischaracterized the shiny golden name, which was the same as his account.

My own good one?The Night Knife Ten Scents?Is that true?Or am I dreaming...

Does the world have a night knife?She, and the race, look like a genie!Is there such a thing as a spirit, this magical creature?

“Poetry, do you know this man?”“Is that her name?”An Zhe did not ask Xia Yu softly, from the response of those people on the forum, the latter seems to be very famous...

“Of course, you know.The Night Knife God Ten incense, the only princess in the Elf family, is not a code name.What?Don’t you know her?”

I know I won't ask you!An Zhe muttered in his heart like this, if there is no rational personality, he is expected to jump up.

At the forum, due to the sudden appearance of the night knife god ten incense, the topic was directly skewed, and An Zhe reluctantly found that his popularity was rising more and more slowly...

The whole forum is talking about what’s delicious!Is this the contagiousness of the food?

All right!I can't believe it!

An Zhe reluctantly turned off the web page, although he remembered the night knife god ten incense, but the latter's identity here is a family of princesses, but not want to see it.Undeterred, Ange could only put it in his heart.

If you know it, you will always meet!

He just remembered that the computer suddenly flashed, and a picture of a human shadow appeared.

Ange was shocked and frightened.But he saw the man gently complimented his body and said, "Young Master Anzhe, I haven't seen you in a long time."

The picture of the person in the picture is facing Anzhe, and it seems very respectful and polite.Both were shocked, but they soon returned to God.An Zhe looked at the people in the picture, his brows could not help but wrinkle, and knew that the latter was found through his own login account!

“Uncle Lin?”

The middle-aged man, who was called Uncle Ling by Anzhe, was dressed in a black suit and looked meticulous.He bowed slightly: "Young master Anzhe, have been out for so long, the adults miss you very much."

Ange’s eyebrows: “Oh, oh?I'm not going to be grateful."

Oh!The cheap father came to the door!

An Zhe thought so in his heart, but there was still a hint of warmth in his heart, perhaps the emotions of a previous life were in the making.He is not disgusted with this feeling, on the contrary, for the feeling of family love, he is actually very eager.

"The grown-up also said that it was too dangerous outside, and commanded me to return to Master Anzhe."

An Zhe does not care: “Go back?Do you want to marry a woman you’ve never met?Is it funny?I'm fine here, what's the danger."

Uncle Ling shook his head: "Yesterday's thing, the adults already know."

He waved his hand, the picture suddenly changed, it was Anzhe rushed out, in order to save the early spring ornamental and block the scene of the half-devil!

On one side of the Xia hill poetry plum can not help but covered his mouth, watching the picture of Anzhe knocking the half-devil out, and then picked up a long sword and killed the half-devil, his eyes were full of shock.

"Young Master Anzhe, you should not go up to save people, it is too risky to do so."

An Zhe's face slowly sank down: "Uncle Ling, you have passed."

He was cold, but a high uproar was on his face: "My decision, when is your turn to blame."

At this moment, Anzhe is not the gentle and beautiful neighbor of the young, but like the rich children who are arrogant and arrogant, and the arrogant people are arrogant.

Uncle Ling hurriedly fell on one knee and bowed his head slightly, holding his right hand on his chest: "It is the wrong word under the line, please the young master Haihan."

Anzhe's momentum came and went quickly, and he gently waved his hand: "Tell my father, when the time comes, I will go back."That's all."

“Yes, back down.”

The picture changed and changed back to the normal computer desktop, and Anzhe got up and sat on one side, silent.Xia's Hill Shiyu looked at it, although she was curious about the identity of Anzhe, but she knew that the latter would not tell her.

To tell the truth, she had just been really surprised by the momentum of Anzhe, and it seems that she still underestimated his origin!

However, he is still the stupid boy, actually for the girl so desperate, really let people know what to say...

Xia's Hill Shiyu remembered that the figure of Anzhe rushing towards the half-dealogue in the picture, couldn't help but think like this, there was a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

She sat in front of the computer and opened her work to write, but her heart was always confused, I didn't know what to think, and I couldn't write a word.

“Son, what’s going on?”

An Zhe saw that Xia's mound poetry feathers were in there, and he couldn't help but ask.

Xia's hilly poem feather shook her head: "No, nothing... huh?"

She turned her head suddenly and her expression was very funny: “You, you just... called me what?”

“...”

I went, and did not pay attention for a while, as if it was called a school sister!I fainted!

Looking at the inexplicable expression of Xia's hilly poetry feather, Anzhe's heart could not help a sudden, and would not be angry...

“I’m sorry, I was wrong for a while!”Ange hastily apologized.

“Oh, it doesn’t matter.Ain, listen to it again?”The pup of Xia Yu frustrated his hand, and his expression became more and more strange.

“O you, the poet?”

“Not this!”

“Hi there!Poetry school!”

“Oh, oh . . .

Hearing the cry of Anzhe, Xia's hilly poetry feathers instantly gasped, and a stinging of redness rose on his face.

...

Oh hey?I went, the blush of the mystery was... An Zhe thought so in his heart, couldn't help but call again.

“That, school girl?What happened to you?”

“Oh, no... nothing!”Xia's hilly poetry plume quickly resumed a normal expression: "An Zhe, yesterday you helped me improve the script, let me inspiration a lot ah!"If not . . .

Oh, what does that mean...

An Zhe suddenly saw Xia's hilly poem feathers come up and hugged him.

"Well, you see, wasn't the outline made yesterday, now help me improve it together!"

Xia's hilly poetry spitted like musk, and the hot gas spit on Anzhe's neck, so that Anzhe could not help but shrink his neck!

Ah, a doctor, a medical soldier!The old man's blood is gone again!

Anzhe's blood pressure increased instantly, and the brain instantly reached a state of deep excitement.

“Then come on, then, yesterday, and the lady brought the man into the room...” She murmured, and took Anze to her room!

“!!

An Zhe's face is a sad face, and his heart is also embarrassed...

Oh hey hey! 🙂Do you want to start so hard in the first place, my school sister!