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If I follow suit, I will drink a lot of wine. In the past, I heard my colleagues who went to socialize with me tease me that I looked gentle in the office on weekdays, but my wine taste was very poor. To put it elegantly, drunkenness is the only way to show true temperament. To put it bluntly, it is to step on a chair and get drunk with people shoulder to shoulder. After drinking more than a dozen glasses of plum wine, I was already happy, shaking and climbing up the round chair, singing loudly the favorite songs of my previous life. I have a flower. Planted in my heart In bud and ready to blossom Morning and evening I waited eagerly. Those who have a heart come to dream. Women's flowers swaying in the world of mortals Women's flowers sway gently with the wind. I only hope to have a pair of gentle hands. It can soothe my inner loneliness. I have a flower, a flower full of fragrance. Who will really look for Fang Cong? Flowers don't bloom for a long time. Can fold straight must fold Women are like flowers and dreams I have a flower. Grow in my heart No one understands true love. Weeds are everywhere Have taken over the hillside Self-admiration is the most painful. Women's flowers swaying in the world of mortals Women's flowers sway gently with the wind. I only hope to have a pair of gentle hands. It can soothe my inner loneliness. Women's flowers swaying in the world of mortals Women's flowers sway gently with the wind. If you have smelled the fragrance of flowers. Don't ask me for whom the flowers are red. Too much love, too much knowledge, too much drunkenness, too much knowledge. Flowers bloom and wither are empty. Fate does not stay Come and go like the spring breeze Women are like flowers and dreams …… Singing and roaring, laughing and dancing out of tune. Perhaps drunk, I was already inarticulate,brushless gear motor, perhaps the slightly drunk man in front of me did not pay attention to what I was singing, only to see him drinking from the bottle, smiling lips, elegant and uninhibited posture. It was not until I finished the last sound at the top of my voice and began to cry without warning that he stopped smiling gently and raised his head in astonishment. What is your emperor? Why should I listen to him? "Your Highness!" "I am not your Highness!" Standing precariously on the round chair, I raised my hand and slapped my increasingly hot face, "Your Highness" is your Prince De Chenggan.. Miss Ben's name is Xi'er. Um. Incorrect This is Dengtuzi's nonsense. My name is Ji.. Season.. "Your Highness,Brushless Gear Motor, you are drunk." "I'm not drunk!" He opened his hand to help me, looked at the handsome faces divided into several pieces, and the lips rippled with a faint sarcastic smile, "Chenggan.." Hey. She's already dead. The day I came.. She died. Knocked on the forehead of the pain, I smiled sadly, "not only Chenggan." And Ji Yiran. Um. Ji Yiran is also dead. Heh. Killed by a car. I'm just taking over the work. Live.. Live.. It's just.. Just like the Prince De in the Gion outside Donglai City, I am just a substitute for Chenggan. It's just that the substitute in Gion stays out of the dispute and ends up pure, but I have to shoulder the suffering and responsibility involuntarily. "It's not fair at all." Stepping on the edge of the round chair, I stared angrily at the rosefinch guard who had only a silhouette left: "Why did you force the storage seat on me?" I don't want to be alone.. Lonely It's too grinding. What I want. Just a quiet life at peace with the world. Slipping hot liquid beads burned my cheeks, I wiped my face at random, but forgot that I was standing on a chair, Low Rpm Electric Motor ,Parallel Shaft Gearbox, suddenly stepped on the air, and fell forward. "Xi'er!" A pair of strong and powerful arms held me full in time. Hearing the nickname that only others could call out, I felt a shock in my heart. I looked up and saw that my scattered vision only touched a pair of gentle and gloomy ink pupils. I reached out my hand and stroked my face buried against the light: "Autumn?" Surrounding my arm is a slight shock, gently stroking the residual tears congealed in the corner of my eyes, holding me tighter. Burying my head to warm my chest, I was afraid that it was just a dream of Nanke. I tightened his waist and said, "Let's go!"! Let's leave here now and never come back! What's the harm in becoming the sinner of Xi He? For him to carry this eternal sin, I admit it. "I'm sorry." But listening to his weak apology, I stared, but only touched the illusory silhouette. The body does not listen to the ground to go limp, close gradually heavy eyes, exhausted the last trace of strength to move the lips: "Why..." Even you want me to go back to the palace. Unwilling, but also only to close their eyes. Xi'er. Consciousness gradually dissipated, only to feel a slight coolness on the lips, rather unfamiliar rough finger pulp gently touching the lips for a long time, and finally falling a warm and long kiss. I'm sorry The faint fragrance of plum is brushed, and the rest of the rest is disappointed. Chapter 22: Yellow Sparrow [1] "Well-" When I woke up, my head was swollen and my ears were buzzing. As soon as I opened my eyes, I tasted the evil consequences of a hangover. I had to shake my head and shake off the dizziness that was surging up. I managed to get up. Out of the corner of my eye, I touched the wine jar on the table. With my eyes lowered, I saw a man with short hair leaning against the bed. I just laughed at myself. I thought Cangqiu had come here, but it was a dream of Nanke. Maybe last night, like me, I drank myself into a stupor, otherwise, according to this strict and polite wood, I would never have done such a ritual act of spending the night with a lonely man and a widow. Staring at the quiet half-face in the morning light, I smiled and crept out of bed. In the chilly spring, even if you have the foundation of martial arts, it is hard to resist the biting chill in the room. I rubbed my arm, pulled over the warm quilt, and was about to cover it for the rosefinch. I could see a trace of blood on the corner of the man's lips. I was shocked and called out, "My Lord!" His breath was weak. He straightened his shoulder and shook it forcefully, but he still didn't wake up. He was about to shout for help, but unexpectedly, he heard a familiar sneer outside the door: "Your Highness was drinking with the adults yesterday,12v Dc Motor High Torque Low Rpm, and I was envious of them." I was shocked and looked back at the cold eyes and shivered. Xuanwu Shou Weiyang appeared in the prison cave with Zhuque Shou on Yaobi Mountain that day. He was also a young military general who was ordered to slaughter the people of Yonghui Palace in his dream. "Why are you here?" I wondered. Xuanwu Shou smiled faintly and said, "We are both the guards of the Purple Army. If I want to know the whereabouts of the Lord, it's as easy as turning my palm." 。 ichgearmotor.com