Chapter 7 There are no most scoundrels, only more scoundrels
Seeing Xue Yurong so eccentric, and so "well-intentioned" for her own future, Shen Chuchen was very funny in her heart, her heart was soft, and she was usually indifferent as if her heart was like an ancient well, but because of the smile of the little girl, there were slight ripples. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Just heard the other party's call of a beautiful uncle, Shen Chuchen's face couldn't help but darken, and he only felt that the word "uncle" was extremely harsh, if the little girl was willing to call herself a beautiful husband, she would be more satisfied.
Dressed in red, the sexy red lips were rippling with a dazzling smile, the jade fan shook gently, for a while, the charming and charming peach blossom eyes stared at Xue Yurong with a smile, a trace of danger flashed in her eyes, and her lips lightly opened: "The little girl is so ruthless! I want to push the deity to others, and I want to send the deity to be a male pet, huh? Is the little girl trying to be that negative and weak person, and abandon the deity from the beginning?"
When the words fell, Shen Chuchen's eyes instantly became extremely sad, just like the resentful woman in the hall, with "sad" eyes, looking at Xue Yurong accusatory, as if Xue Yurong had really done a bastard thing to him.
Xue Yurong twitched the corners of her mouth and tightened her palms, considering that her form was stronger than people now, she couldn't beat it, and she couldn't run it, so she could only try to hide the anger that was about to erupt like a volcano in her heart.
I thought back then, whether it was the battle of the mouth or the speed of the body, I had never been defeated, but I didn't expect that now I am wearing it on a little child, after encountering this scoundrel demon, it is the beginning of my "tragic situation", and I have been repeatedly frustrated, I can only sigh, there is really no most scoundrel, only more scoundrel.
Xue Yurong tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart, blinked her innocent eyes, snorted, and secretly pinched her thigh, Mother, it hurts, she squeezed out a few tears, and said pitifully: "Uncle Beauty, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have broken the Tiansha Beidou Array you arranged without your permission, and I shouldn't have used your hot springs without permission, people won't dare to do it in the future! You adults have a lot, you definitely won't care about a child, right?" Otherwise, if this is spread out, Uncle Beauty's wisdom will be completely ruined, and a peerless fairy-like figure like Uncle Beauty must not let your wise and wise life be stained! Otherwise, it will be like a big steamed bun with white flowers stained with a grain of fly, and it will spoil the scenery! You say yes?"
Bai Huahua's big steamed bun was stained with a grain of fly feces? What kind of metaphor is this? Shen Chuchen is helpless and funny, is this little girl intentional?
It's just that when I thought of the word "uncle" that I heard again just now, it was really unpleasant, and then I said with a black line: "Little girl, listen well, the deity is only twenty-five years old this year, remember the name of the deity - the first dust, you can call the deity brother or the deity husband, if you call it wrong next time, the deity will punish you." ”
When he said that he was only twenty-five years old, his voice intensified, wanting Xue Yurong to know that he was still very young, and when he said about punishment, the evil eyes swept through Xue Yurong's peach-like mouth, and the meaning was self-evident.
Then he took a step closer, lowered his head and said warmly: "Of course, the deity still likes to listen to the little girl calling the deity a beautiful husband." ”