Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

Jun Aohan bent down, looked at her eyes, and said very seriously.

"It was our previous agreement. Now, can you promise my wife?"

"what?"

Ye Qingli blinked.

"Uncle, aren't you having problems in your head again? You said me?"

She patted Jun Aohan's hand worriedly.

"I think you are too old and your memory is declining. Do you have Parkinson? Will your hands shake?"

"Little girl!"

Jun Aohan directly leaned down.

His two hands were on the stone table.

The body directly pressed on Ye Qingli's body.

"Don't you forget, I said, you must be my wife."

"I promised you that bet with you. As a result, we are really destined to see you now."

He was smug with a flirtatious smile.

"Speak, when are you going to marry me? Now, can we discuss the marriage date?"

Ye Qingli smiled guilty.

"I said, I can agree to your request, but it doesn't mean that I will marry you. I mean, we can get along with each other for a short period of time to enhance mutual understanding ..."

With her hands on her hips, she said aggressively: "Anyway, from beginning to end, I haven't said anything to marry you!"

Jun Aohan pulled his chair and lay down, and of course said, "Is there any difference? Anyway, I said that I am going to marry you. After that, you may only be my wife. As for other men? You can't do it at once! "

Ye Qingli shrugged.

She was surprised to find that she did not have too much disgust towards this man's so-dominant tone.

Or do you already get used to it?

I'm going, isn't this Stockholm syndrome?

She found that every time she saw this man, she would always be taken to the topic.

This guy, would n’t it be that kind of brain, have n’t I seen a woman before?

Ye Qingli faced, "I want to tell you something serious. First of all, can you tell me, what is your true identity?"

Jun Aohan's face like a thousand years of ice could not help but jump.

This little girl, wouldn't you find something?

When thinking of the last meeting, Ye Qingli once said seriously.

"I don't like the elite children!"

He immediately opened his mouth and said, "Did you forget that I am a Jiangyang thief."

He said, looking at her with some fear in his heart.

Fortunately, Ye Qingli did not find anything abnormal.

Perhaps in her view, Jun Aohan's dead face could not have any expression at all.

She clapped her hands. "It's better than that. Since you're a Jiangyang robber, it shouldn't always be possible to commit crimes by yourself. Do you have any men?"

"Uh ... this, of course. What are you asking about this?"

"I want to borrow some manpower from you. You know, I want to do something recently, but I always run around alone, and I do n’t have enough manpower. If you want to hire someone, outsiders are not very reliable after all. Just You ’re here. It ’s not too difficult to borrow a few people from you. ”

Ye Qingli talked endlessly, seeing Jun Aohan's eyes a little dazed, reached out and shook before him.

"Hello, uncle!"

Jun Aohan was thinking.

"Outsiders are not very reliable? So, in her heart, I am no longer an outsider?"

Seeing Ye Qingli's hand sway in front of his eyes, he reacted at once.