Chapter 722: Rhetoric!

Shame!

In a short moment, Duan Lang's heart was already extremely complicated.

How could Beatrice, a woman, ask such a question? Doesn't she know that she is very shy, reserved, and shy......

"That, what about Eugenie?" Thirty-six plans, go first, since you can't go, then, Duan Lang can only choose to change the topic. After all, if he was entangled with Beatrice on this issue again, Duan Lang felt that it would be completely fruitless, and on the contrary, he would eventually completely trap himself in. Besides, he was really concerned about Eugenie's whereabouts now.

"Want to know?" asked Beatrice, smiling charmingly.

"Yes. "Isn't this nonsense? If you don't want to know, why do you ask?

Bring sand to the beach!

Beatrice is really a little puzzled!

"If you want to know, you'll have to answer my question first. Beatrice said delicately. "Don't think I'm not clear, you're trying to change the subject. ”

...... "Embarrassing! This woman, why does she keep struggling with this question?"

Slip of the tongue, I just now, it's just a slip of the tongue, isn't it okay?

"Don't try to fool me. Without waiting for Duan Lang to speak, Beatrice said again. "That good sister of mine told me that you like sweet words, flowery words, vows, and swears to fool people, telling you that this princess doesn't eat that set, do you want to say that it was a slip of the tongue just now?"

Does the "......" have a hole in the ground?

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Beatrice, this woman, is simply too evil!

"Tell you, even if it's a slip of the tongue, since you've already made a slip of the tongue, you have to answer my question honestly now. Beatrice was very powerful, and he didn't give Duan Lang the slightest room to refute, and said.

"Can I choose not to say it?" Duan Lang asked tentatively.

"Yes. Beatrice was full of charm, and she understood Duan Lang's complicated feelings very well, and said. "Only, if you don't say it, I'll tell Eugenie what happened to us just now. ”

"Your mother......" Duan Lang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Beatrice, a woman, is simply a demon.

Just now, it was just a small accident, besides, Duan Lang deeply suspected that Beatrice was doing it on purpose.

Otherwise, when she mistakes her for Eugenie, she has every chance and ability to push herself away.

The result?

Not only did she not push herself away, but she was also very cooperative with her every move, Duan Lang was even thinking, if she hadn't discovered something wrong at the most critical moment and reined in time, would this woman allow herself to continue to go deeper?

"What's wrong with my mother?" Beatrice asked with a serious face in the face of Duan Lang's foul mouth, only thinking for a few seconds, Beatrice's face was not only red, but then changed, and said in surprise. "Ah, Satan, you, aren't you still eyeing our Mommy Sarah after spending all that time on our sisters?"

“......”

My God!

Why don't you come down with a thunderbolt and chop the hateful, evil, brain-dead Beatrice to death?

Such evil thoughts, she can actually say it?

Sarah, something he hadn't even thought about for Duan Lang actually made Beatrice think of it. And, most importantly, this woman thinks she has such evil thoughts.

Duan Lang only felt that he was very wronged, very pathetic, and very pitiful.

"Satan, I guessed it, right?" said Beatrice, not only not angry, but excited. "No, I'll have to call Sarah and tell her what you think evil and see what she looks like. ”

"Enough. As soon as Beatrice grabbed the phone, Duan Lang couldn't help but yell.

Beatrice, who was still very excited and smiling just now, obviously didn't expect Duan Lang to roar so loudly, and the whole body couldn't help but pause slightly, and then said with an evil smile: "What, being a thief is weak-hearted, scared?"

"Am I a thief?" Duan Lang was about to cry, he felt that he would have to be played to death if he was played like this by Beatrice.

If you think about it carefully, it's really sad, the king of mercenaries in his own dignity, coming from the water, going to the fire, seeing the gods killing the gods, seeing the Buddha destroying the Buddha, seeing the demons and slaying the demons, and now, I was dizzy by a girl in her twenties, and I couldn't breathe. Tragedy, really a big tragedy.

"You clearly have a weak heart. Beatrice said with great certainty. "If my good sister Eugenie, who is conservative, simple-minded, and kind, knows that you have a leg with me, and now, and is plotting against our great Mommy Sarah, how would she react?"

"Beatrice. Duan Lang shouted very seriously.

"Call sister. Beatrice corrected.

"Okay, sister. Duan Lang took a step back and said. He was really scared, this woman ran around and said something. With the character of this playful, angry, and reactive Beatrice, Duan Lang completely believed that this woman could say and do.

Isn't it just a sister?

It's nothing to let people pay lip service to a little cheapness.

"Little brother, good. Beatrice patted Duan Lang's head, like a big sister, and said with great admiration.

It's just that she is very close to Duan Lang now, and it happens that Duan Lang is sitting on the bed, so when Beatrice gets close to Duan Lang, she almost directly meets Duan Lang's eyes, and Duan Lang's whole pupil can't help but widen for a while, and then think of the feelings between the two people just now, Duan Lang's body, unconsciously, has already reacted.

This woman!

"Okay, let's get down to business. Beatrice said. "Now you can tell my sister, what you just said is not big, do you mean your sister's age, or her body?"

"......" again?

"Age. Glancing up and down at Beatrice, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Duan Lang said.

Beatrice is only in her twenties, so she is not very old.

"Giggles, really?" asked Beatrice, giggling.

"Yes. Duan Lang nodded, he only hoped that this woman would not continue to pester him.

"Are you saying I'm naïve?" Beatrice's beautiful eyes rolled slightly, and Duan Lang thought for a few seconds before asking.

"Flutter!"

Duan Lang, who had just grabbed the water cup and drank a sip of water, couldn't help but squirt out all at once.

"I say, Beatrice, you're looking for trouble. Duan Lang corrected.

"It's not Beatrice, it's sister. Beatrice emphasized. "You say I'm not old, aren't you sneering at me as naïve, or what? Yes, you must be, Eugenie said, you Chinese people like to change their ways to scold people, what is this called? Rhetoric......"

"Okay, okay, you can understand it as you like. Taking a puff of his cigarette, Duan Lang said. Uncle, I can't serve the princess, can't I hide from the princess?

"No, you have to answer my question. Beatrice emphasized. "Because, I care a lot about what other people think of me. ”

"I said that you don't look very old, that's a real, real fact, don't you look like a seventeen and a half-year-old girl?" Duan Lang asked.

"Giggles, seventeen and a half years old?" Beatrice was overjoyed by Duan Lang's praise and smiled. "Eugenie is right, you are indeed a big carrot with a heart that can be fooled. ”