Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Yanbeicheng sniffed, solidly stopped, put all the weight on her, stubbornly ignored her words.

Childish.

The stranger was silent and cursed in his heart. He didn't want to wrap his hands around his chest and pushed him away with his hands raised.

But I didn't think that she had just gotten up, Yanbeicheng somehow pulled her into her arms and fell on his chest.

The stranger felt a sense of insecurity in his heart, subconsciously hitting him in the chest with his elbow, standing up smoothly, holding his fist in his right hand, one on his white right cheek.

Yanbeicheng's white right cheek swelled at a visible velocity, and he screamed in pain.

Hearing Qin Lin eavesdropping outside the door, he hastily described it to Qin Ya. This completely reassured the two of them, but quietly pinched a cold sweat for Yan Beicheng.

As for the other servants, the expression on their faces was always subtle, their ears were raised, and they watched the outside movement quietly.

The situation inside, at this point, is reversed.

Yanbei City screamed miserably, not knowing what to do, somehow pulled back the stranger flower and pressed her back against her.

The stranger looked up at Yanbeicheng pressed against him, his heart was a little impatient, this time unnecessarily shook him with his palm force, then grabbed her collar, one force, threw him off the bed.

Yanbeicheng fell to the ground, and suddenly the ghost wolf howled, leading the servants outside the house, couldn't help but laugh.

The stranger was bright and bright. He listened to the hidden laughter outside. His ears became unjustifiably red. He didn't want to get involved with Yanbeicheng more. He hurried up from the bed and left.

But the next moment, that tall figure comes up!

He pressed the flower on the stranger's skinny shoulder and pulled it back towards the belt.

A stranger's face has changed!

She had just not felt his half foot, so she could not escape, so vigorously that she could not help but step back and clasp her feet.

However, a harsh kung fu, Yanbeicheng somehow reached her side, his right foot circled behind her left foot, with a slight trick, strange flower, when his body climbed to the back.

With some breeze in her ear, the stranger looked up, and the rest of the light was everywhere, the face of Yanbeicheng, she lifted her fingers white and grabbed his collar tightly.

The next moment, they all fell to the ground.

The stranger made this human flesh mat is fine, but that Yan Beicheng, obviously nothing, but the ghost crying wolf howled, not half masculine at all.

The stranger was bored with his heart, and he kicked him on the jaw of Yan Beicheng, making him scream even more miserable.

Yanbeicheng shouted twice, then climbed over like revenge, once again tangled with the flowers on the stranger.

His men acted in an unruly manner, but they didn't know why, every time they suppressed strangers.

At one time, the two also tangled and fought for a long time.

This physical strength of strangers can't keep up with today, so this moment of kung fu feels a little exhausted.

Fortunately, in Yanbeicheng, he couldn't hold on, holding his nose against his swollen cheek, his pants poured to the ground, and he shouted with impatience: “No more fighting, no more fighting, I'm tired of this king. ”

When the stranger saw this, he also stepped down, lying powerless beside him, gasping for a small sip.

After a break, she couldn't help but think.

Her martial arts are not bad, and Yanbeicheng, a man who has no martial arts and comes only by brute force, can't have checked against her for such a long time.

That alone would suffice to confirm that he was by no means as simple as what he sees on the face.

In her thoughts, she couldn't help but look at the flowers on the stranger, in the eyes of the water, with a light and dark colour.

She suddenly thought that she had become more aggressive than him and went to meet Yan Beicheng for a play. Instead, she could work directly with him and borrow his name as the King of Yu to pave the way for herself, so that she wouldn't have to be so troubled.

Of course, she would not have done anything wrong in North Yancheng. She believed that it would be a mutually beneficial transaction. She was confident that North Yancheng would not refuse.

Though the mind has made a decision, the stranger's heart is still a little bottomless. He can't help but look at Yanbei City lying beside him and his eyes are a little complicated.

Yanbeicheng seemed to feel her gaze. She couldn't help but turn her head. “What are you looking at this king for? What flowers are there on this king's face? ”

Flowers?

The stranger snorted and his eyes swept all over his cheek.

Originally he had this face, it had a not-so-pretty bloody birthmark, now because of her just curly kick, swollen blue one, purple one, is really like a five-tone palette, wonderful.

The stranger felt so handsome that his lips pulled out a smile.

Yanbeicheng heard a rumor. He lifted his hand and touched his cheek. His hand had just touched his jaw, and he cried out in pain.

The stranger saw the flowers and laughed happily, his eyebrows bent over.

The five officials in Yanbeicheng were all strangled together, but they still barely opened their eyes to see the flowers on the stranger. They were so happy to see her smile. For some reason, they couldn't breathe half their breath.

“You ugly woman, you rarely smile like this. ”

It's a lot better than a wooden face.

He had a slight sigh in his heart, but his face bore the opposite confusion.

The stranger curled his lips and couldn't help but initiate a standstill.

In that case, she hasn't heard it in a long time. Turns out she hasn't laughed like that in a really long time?

“Hey, this king is complimenting you. What kind of attitude are you?” Yan Beicheng's elbows and elbows stood up and looked at her with discontent.

The stranger looked up at his blue-faced face and silenced for a moment before he passed his head, “Oh. ”

“You, you!” Yan Beicheng Qi Jiao, biting his teeth and staring at her for a while, then took a sigh of relief and laid back lazy again, "it was really boring. ”

The stranger had no psychological meeting, stared at the beam above his head for a long time, then suddenly sat up and looked seriously at Yanbei City lying on the ground, “I have a business to talk to you about. ”

Yanbeicheng lazily lifted his eyelids and swept away the stranger. “There's nothing the king can give you when you talk to the king about business. ”

Clear eyes, however, reveal a hint of interest.