Chapter Thirty-Seven: Resolute and Resolute
"Stinky woman, what are you talking about!" Zhao Wude was annoyed and angry, and he wanted to kill the woman he had just played with, but he glanced at Bei Lingyue again, as if pleading, hoping that she would not listen to what she said. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Oh......", Bei Lingyue nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Zhao Wude playfully, and said, "Look, this girl wants to take revenge like this......
"Don't, don't......" Zhao Wude said in horror, his oily face turned pale at this time, and his pleading gaze turned to the girl.
"Little...... Oh no, Miss Huang, this son made a poisonous oath for a month...... No, no! Tomorrow, my son will definitely welcome you into the door with eight sedan chairs, and you will be the young lady of Qicheng in the future, what do you think? ”
This slut! He didn't believe that she could resist the temptation of glory and wealth when he was forced to do so.
Just when everyone was embarrassed, thinking that this yellow girl would agree, she said: "No, I don't want to!" Do you think no one knows who you are? ”
There was a stubbornness in her eyes, which made Bei Lingyue a little appreciative.
Ordinary girls, if they lose their virginity, they can still marry her, it is already pie in the sky, and now she is still the son of a city lord to marry her.
Although Zhao Wude is indeed a beast, his identity is very significant.
This woman is to her liking......
"Zhao Gongzi, I can't help it." Bei Lingyue smiled coldly, pulled out her short sword, and shook it in front of him a few times.
"Is this person really hands-on?" The watchers began to talk again.
"I think, he doesn't know how thick the sky is, just a hairy child~"
Bei Lingyue couldn't deny hearing these words, and she didn't take it seriously at all.
Zhao Wude saw that one of his family members took advantage of the noisy crowd and secretly stood up.
The family looked at him, and Zhao Wude gave him a hard look, telling him to hurry up and inform his father to come and save him.
The family knew and quietly walked through the crowd and left.
"Heh......", Bei Lingyue suddenly laughed inexplicably at this time, and Zhao Wude looked at her in horror, afraid that she would see something.
"Zhao Gongzi, you asked for it!" The short sword in the North Prism Moon's hand shot at him with a fierce attack.
"Ah......" Zhao Wude clutched his crotch in pain and fell to the ground, blood streaming down his hands through his pants.
Between his legs, something could be faintly seen swaying under his crotch.
When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked.
"Little white face! My dad will kill you! Zhao Wude's face turned pale, and he said with a wrinkled face.
"Oh." Bei Lingyue replied coldly, picked up the woman on the ground, and looked at the people on the ground condescendingly.
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"Castle Lord...... The city lord is not good! A housekeeper rushed into the living room.
"What's the matter? How dare you casually break into the living room! Didn't you see the lord of the city meeting guests? What a system! There were two middle-aged men sitting in the living room, both of whom had extraordinary bearings, one of them said.
"City lord......, the young master was beaten on the street, and now that person is going to cut the young master's lifeline!" The family was dripping with cold sweat and hurriedly reported.
"What did you say!" The city lord of Qicheng took the case, ignoring the guests beside him, and said angrily.
"Eh, Brother Zhao, don't worry." The man beside him slowly got up and comforted: "Now Brother Zhao should hurry up and take a look."