Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“The king knew that you bastards wanted to bully the mistress.” Yanbeicheng angrily stared at several managers, looking at strangers, his face suddenly softened, “Princess, do whatever you want. ”

It was a shame and regret to let a few people watch you drown.

The stranger gently looked at Jiang Shi et al., “You guys tricked me into taking over, and it's a woman. If it's true according to the rules of the government, it's not enough to die a hundred times. ”

Several people looked suddenly stiff and only felt their emotions tightened.

But I didn't expect that the stranger's voice was a sudden turn, and his voice was calm and calm. "But mindful of your many years of hard work in the house, you will be fined six months' monthly salary by yourself. In addition, by tomorrow night, you will have to re-count the accounts of the jurisdictions for six months, as well as those of recent days, in order to make amends. ”

“Thank you, Princess. ”

A few people relieved themselves and lifted their hands to wipe the sweat off their foreheads.

And after the rest of their lives after this robbery, resentment arose in the hearts of several people about the flowers on the stranger, as well as the shame and angst of being slapped in the face.

The stranger didn't go to see them, his eyes fell on Zhang He's body, his voice slowed slightly, “Manager Zhang, your accounts are doing well. ”

Without saving his jealousy, the flowers on the stranger were just so unintelligible, and there was nothing left to say.

However, she did not think that the jealousy of these grown men was not lost to women at all.

It seemed to be over, and as soon as the management went down, there were only two strangers left in the North City.

Yan Beicheng's timely lifting of the siege was still somewhat appreciated by the stranger. He was about to say thank you, but Yan Beicheng stood up and smiled at her. “Don't be too grateful to the king, but look at the way their nostrils look in the sky. ”

Strange flowers have long been accustomed to Yancheng Beicheng's unspoken personality. He couldn't help but smile shallow lips. "I know, but anyway, thank you. If you hadn't come, I would have had a lot more trouble. ”

“Afraid of nothing.” Yan Beicheng fished a stranger into her arms, held her shoulder, her lips lifted, and laughed, "You are the princess of the king, those old men are no longer lawless, after all, dare not do anything to you, after all, the king is still here. ”

He laughed and said that the words inevitably made him a little childish.

In the past, strangers might ignore the flowers, but nowadays, she doesn't know what's going on. Her heart feels soft for some reason.

Seems to realize his abnormality, the stranger hurriedly raised his hand and pushed Yan Beicheng away. He took a few steps backwards and drew a distance from him. “Talk and don't do anything manually. ”

Yanbeicheng looked at his empty arm bent and frowned discontentently, “Have you forgotten who you are? ”

After a pause, he couldn't wait for the flowers to answer. He shouted and asked himself, "You are the princess of this king. What's wrong with this king's hand? ”

“Childish.” The stranger put up with the twitching in the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked back, not wanting to talk to him more.

She had just taken two steps, and Yanbeicheng suddenly chased her up from behind, pulling her wrist back into her arms and dropping her eyes close to her cheek.