"Cut, who said that, how could the third prince take a fancy to that waste? I had already sent someone to slaughter that waste on the road. Long Aohan rolled his eyes and said gloatingly.

The sixth lady, Long Daiman, who had been silent for a long time, stopped the pastry in her hand, turned her head and asked, "Is your news really fake?" ”

"Really, it's my aunt's sister's cousin in the palace who said it, absolutely true!" Long Aohan patted his chest and replied with a proud look on his face.

Long Xiandie's face was happy, her hands tightly pinched the placket, and she exclaimed excitedly and inexplicably: "Ah! Great, isn't my chance coming? ”

Hearing this, Long Aohan's face changed suddenly! The eyes were extremely fierce, and he raised his hand to shine on Long Xiandie's little face, and he slapped his mouth.

"Is it your turn?"

The dragon slender butterfly covered her cheeks, looking sad and weeping, and nodded at Long Aohan in resignation: "It's yours, isn't it okay if it's yours?" ”

Seeing this scene, Long Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud. This group of, that's what is going on in their heads. Compared to waste, it's about the same.

The three young ladies Long Aohan, Long Xiandie, and Long Daiman turned their heads when they heard the voice. When I saw Long Ying appear on the garden path with Ahri in her arms, I couldn't help but be surprised! There were so many of them, but none of them even noticed the arrival of Long Ying. Is it that he is too involved in talking, or is this dragon Ying's strength already extraordinary?

Everyone chose to believe the former, and their faces turned and they sneered......

"Hey, this waste, didn't you say you were going to marry the third prince? Why did you come back in disgrace now? ”

"It must be that the third prince disliked getting his hands dirty, so he let her go......"

The second lady looked at the little fox in Long Ying's arms, docile and docile, and there was no spirituality at all! Deng Shi couldn't stop cracking his mouth and laughing.

"Oh, this pet beast doesn't have spiritual power, it's so ugly! You're a perfect match with your sister! Ha ......"

The second young lady Long Aohan's laughter was still stuck in her throat, and her mouth was pinched by Long Ying's hand, and she couldn't move. There was no longer a trace of disgusting sound coming out of his mouth, and all the roars were in his throat. The more he struggled to resist, the harder the dragon pinched! After a while, Long Aohan's tears fell down, and he didn't dare to move again.

The sneering expressions of Long Xiandie and Long Daiman on the side suddenly froze! I couldn't speak for a long time. Several young ladies and maids also screamed in shock. Looking at Long Ying incredulously, she actually grabbed Long Aohan, the second young lady of the second-level samurai, with her bare hands!

"Quick, let go! How dare you ......" The second young lady's maid rolled up her sleeves and rushed up, raising her hand to slap the dragon.

Long Ying hugged Ahri in her arms, still restraining the second young lady Long Aohan. Easily raised his foot and kicked the presumptuous maid who rushed up into the flowers, and fell into the mud. The movements are so crisp and neat that it's almost impossible to see how she got out of her feet.

But the fourth young lady Long Xiandie and the sixth young lady Long Daiman came back to their senses after being stunned for a moment. Looking left and right, the dragon tassel in his eyes is clearly the same timid and incompetent dragon tassel before! Thinking of Long Ying's weakness on weekdays, the two young ladies mustered up the courage to step forward and scolded Long Ying angrily.

"Dragon's Silk! How dare you hit someone? Is it eating the gall of the ambitious leopard? ”