Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

Seeing people, "Prince Lin...” Yuan Qiao and Zhou Yingyuan were both surprised and surprised. Three words came out unconsciously, and Yuan Qiao Qiao became a lady in a blink of an eye.

“The three girls were polite.” Sun Yilin greets you.

Jing Wan squatted down and gave back his gift, "The man is polite.” Two people with signs of idiocy returned to God's salute. However, it is not entirely their fault. It is normal to wait for Jade to attract the love of young girls.

“I am also a flower lover. I just walked by to hear the girl's words. I did something abrupt with joy. I also ask the three girls to forgive me. I just hope I didn't disturb you.” Sun Yilin is truly sorry, just against whom, quite obviously. I just don't think the two of you noticed.

“Don't bother, son.” The reaction of both of them, Yang Wan was helpless.

“That's good.” Sun Yilin wanted to say something else, but the pages behind him whispered. Sun Yilin glanced back at the distance. "He also wanted to ask the girl for help. He was afraid that he would wait for the next time, but hoped that the girl would not be stingy. ”

“You're welcome, son. ”

“Farewell first.” Another gift, Sun Yilin turned around and left.

“Well, people have gone far, it's time to look back.” Yang Wan reached out and swayed in front of them.

They saw her looking at them with a giggling smile. “Anger” came from the heart, looked at her and stretched her hand to scratch her itch.

Jing Wan hid and begged for mercy, and the three of them made a scene.

“Which bitch is so shameless that she openly seduces Brother Lin in public.” An extremely arrogant and trekking voice came.

The three lost their lives, searching for fame. As soon as they were dressed in red, the woman in the fire rushed to the three of them. She saw that there were still a few steps left. The whip in her hand had already been swung, and she had a fine thorn on the whip. If she hit her body, she would not be able to say that she would skin the flesh. If she hit her face...

Jing Wan was dragged from the back to avoid the danger. It was then that she saw the situation, followed the maids not far away and others hurried forward to pull the three away in a timely manner.

But the whip missed, and the second whip fell.

A maid rushed out from behind Jing Wan and directly grabbed the whip. She caught it dead and wrapped it around her arm twice. She hugged her. “How can you be so rude?” This person is not someone else, it is Jing Wan's maid Qingdao, this girl is reckless, but also a true loyal patron. Whether Zhou Ying-fuang Yuan Qiao and others, the woman also showed an incredible look.

“Let go of me.” The woman stopped and the whip tattoo did not move.

“Don't put it.” The chrysanthemum doesn't care about the blood flow of the hands, or about the identity of the woman in front of her. All she knows is that if she let go, she could hurt her own girl, so she can't let go.

“How dare you. Get this bitch out of my face! Whatever. ”

Follow the maids behind the women, wave and punch the chrysanthemums in the face.

Jing Wanqi, she already knew who this woman was, just pretended to be less famous than to meet her. For the first time, she met someone so unreasonable and wanted to go forward to help, but was caught by Nanny Gong. "The girl leaned back and let the slaves come.” Seeing Jing Wan's somewhat questionable eyes, "the girl reassured, the slave practiced some boxing and foot kung fu. ”

Sure enough, Nanny Gong stepped forward and blocked the dry maid back. When she was about to remove the woman's whip...

“Ruyu, what are you doing? Stop!” An age-appropriate woman has a certain amount of impatience.