"What do you say? Say it again?"

The flower has lived for decades, what man doesn't praise her beauty like a flower after seeing her? Even the night phoenix, who later changed his mind about her, at the beginning, before he met Yu Qingqing, wasn't he also infatuated with her stunning and enchanting face?

Su Bangyue looked at the flower and shook her head, "Not only is he ugly, but he also has bad ears, I think it's because of his age." ”

After speaking, she looked up at the man holding her with a smile on her face, her white and tender little hands were restlessly drawing circles on his chest, and her delicate voice had a hint of charm, which made the bones up and down the body of Shen Chuchen feel soft.

"Brother Chen, what you said Yue'er is right?"

Shen Chuchen was finally unbearable, pulled up a finger from her, handed it to her lips and pecked it lightly, her voice was hoarse, but she was infinitely sexy, "Compared with the deity, she is indeed ugly." ”

After speaking, Shen Chuchen looked at the flower branch seriously, and then, as she had before, showed a look of disgust, quickly looked away, and his gaze was glued to Su Wanyue's face again, with a pair of bewitching peach blossom eyes with a hint of intoxication.

Shen Chuchen's words were undoubtedly like a knife re-slashing on Hua Zhizhi's wound, causing Hua Zhizhi to spit out another mouthful of old blood in anger, which frightened the group of female subordinates beside her.

The young master doesn't even care about his birth mother, how can he care about their lives?

"No wonder this old witch is not pleasing to your father, and she only thinks about my mother kissing a woman, a woman who can endure even her own son, and any man in the world will avoid her like a snake and scorpion!"

At first, Su Bangyue didn't know that the Night Phoenix liked Yu Qingqing, and she also guessed it from Hua Zhizhi's expression and words.

This old witch is a slut, with a resentful look on her face, and she insists on killing her, and it is not difficult to guess the relationship between her and Yu Qingqing.

However, her mother only likes her father alone, and her father is afraid that he is destined to be sad.

In the final analysis, Hua Zhizhi is the mother of the first dust, although she wants to break her body to pieces immediately, and let her pay the price for the suffering of the poison that the first dust has suffered for so many years, but she still takes into account his feelings, and does not act immediately, only thinking that it is best to kill her directly, and save her from doing it later.

A smile flashed in Ming Chuchen's eyes, he also heard Hua Zhizhi talk about it last night, only then did he know that his father and Yu Qingqing still had such a relationship, and he knew the cause of his father's death, but he didn't expect her to guess it directly.

Sure enough, she is worthy of the woman he has a crush on, smart ......

At the same time, he could see that she had endured it for his sake.

This fool, doesn't she know that his relatives are only her and her family?

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at the flower branches.

"You...... You, cough ......" Hua Zhizhi Jian Zhi was about to be angry with her, and the blood was spit out without money, and the women in white hurriedly fed her a few pills for internal injuries again.

"Dust, you...... Have you forgotten how your father died a tragic death, have you forgotten who killed your father?"

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