"I don't know what Xiao Yan'er's big name is, can I tell my sister." The enchanting voice is not light or slow, like a lingering tune, melodious, beautiful, and endlessly aftertaste.

"Yan'er-" looked at a lazy bewitching beauty. Chu Jue reminded Hua Qianyan with a black face, don't tell Jimo Liuhua his name.

Hua Qianyan is not lacking in heart, of course she understands what Chu Jue means, but how can such a beautiful sister be a bad person?!

"Brother Chu, my sister is a good person," Hua Qianyan whispered to Chu Jue, looking at Jimo Liuhua, "My name is Hua Qianyan." ”

Chu Jue's originally black face was even darker.

Others don't know that Yan Er doesn't know who Jimo Liuhua is, but he is also from Qiongguo, can he not know?

The country and the city are all over the world, and the moon is closed.

A charming bone is natural, and a beauty is a son.

The world is divided into three parts, Cangguo is heavy on literature, Yan country is heavy on martial arts, and Qiong country is heavy on business.

Qiongguo is all business, and Jimo Liuhua is born in the capital of Qionghua, the richest family of Qionghua, is the son of the family of Jimo, since Jimo Liuhua integrated the family business, in just five years, Jimo has developed into a veritable "the world's first businessman", Jimo Liuhua's business acumen is immeasurable.

Legend has it that the person who can take half a cent of the advantage in the hands of Jimo Liuhua is, after all, Ronghua and Fuhua.

But according to the thunderous means of Jimo Liuhua, such a person may be a simple "person", and he is also a person who claims to be "the first businessman in the world".

In Chu Jue's opinion, in front of Jimo Liuhua, Hua Qianyan is a little sheep who can only suffer losses and be deceived, and if he is sold, he will help others count the money, and he is also a newborn little sheep.

"Dumping, good name, the same as my name, so beautiful and beautiful." Jimo Liuhua took in Chu Jue's worries and hostility towards himself, and Jimo Liuhua said lazily while playing with the jade Ruyi in his hand, like a beautiful poppy, beautiful, dangerous, and fascinating.

"Sister Liuhua, who is so eye-opening that has brought in such a beautiful beauty as you." Hua Qianyan couldn't help but ask curiously, although she suspected which dog official was looking at Sister Liuhua's beauty, but which one was so eye-opening, pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, do you understand!

The more I think about it, the more curious I become.

As soon as I heard this, Jimo Liuhua, who had just been in a slightly better mood because of this cute little girl, sank his demonic face, and with a "snap", Yu Ruyi knocked on the table on the side, making a crisp sound, which was wonderful.

"A reckless man."

Hua Tianyan's eyes widened instantly, what a sturdy jade!

A small piece of blood red and blood-red, at first glance, it is the best in the blood jade, it was knocked so hard by Sister Liuhua, and it is still intact, listening to this voice, the sound is like a hy, such as a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, so that the blood jade is the best of the best.

I can see the flowers, and a pair of bright eyes shine directly.

"Ahem, Xiao Yan'er, if you look at people like this, they will be shy." found that Hua was staring at his blood Ruyi, Jimo Liuhua was instantly struck, he is such a beautiful beauty, he is not as good-looking as this broken jade?!

"Uh," Hua came back to her senses, smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject, "Is it the governor surnamed Liu?" Hmph, it's not a good thing to see him, seeing your sister's beauty, sister, you don't agree, he arrested Sister Liuhua and forced you to be a prostitute. ”

"Ahem," a deep cough sounded, "I'm not interested in this kind of foxy woman. As he spoke, the man had already come from around the corner, and saw that the man had a bear's back and a gloomy face.

It's not that who is Liu Dudu who imprisoned Hua Tanyan and a few people in the daytime!

"Just pretend." Hua pouted disdainfully, worthy of being the dog officials trained by the Dog Emperor, one by one, fake benevolence and false righteousness.

"Officer Dog, your daughter was beaten by me, and it has nothing to do with Yan'er, if you want to kill or chop, come at me." Seeing this posture, Nan Lingyun was anxious, and stepped in front of Hua Tianyan with a resolute face.

"Don't any of you try to run away, come on, drag this dead man out." With a gloomy face, Liu Dudu ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." The jailers answered, and were about to come up to open the cell door with the key, but before the key touched the lock, a stab arrived, completely diverting everyone's attention.

The jailers hurriedly knelt down and saluted, not daring to slack off.

"Brother Wang, which gust of wind blew you here?" Liu Dudu greeted Wang Tingshi with a smile.

"Brother Liu, aren't you here too?"

"Yan'er-" Wang Tingshi and Liu Dudu here greeted each other, and some unbelievable voices sounded over there, the sound was not loud, but it was not clear, and everyone present could hear it.

"Yan'er, yours really aren't dead." A white figure flew to Hua Qianyan's cell door in a flash, excitedly calling Hua Qianyan's name, and tightly rubbing Hua Qianyan into his arms through the wooden fence, he wanted to believe that all this was not a dream.

"Big brother, I'm fine." Buried in Hua Tingyu's arms, bursts of warmth wrapped herself, Hua Tianyan felt inexplicably comfortable.

"It's okay, it's okay." A drop of tears slid down, like a jade-like son, poetic and picturesque.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

"Dump Yu, this time you know the answer." The cold voice like a clear spring sounded faintly, Hua Tianyan's heart trembled, and when she looked up, she saw that white figure that was not stained with dust.

"Chen, you already knew that Yan'er didn't die?!" This time, Hua Tianyu was unhappy, Mo Xichen, a black-bellied guy, knew that his sister was not dead, why didn't he tell him, it made him sad for so long.

The feather fan shook slightly, Mo Xichen nodded noncommittally, he did know, but he was not sure, and then he got a few words from the shadow report, so he boldly came to try.

Yan Er is really blessed with a great life, and she is still standing here safely.

Seeing Hua Qianyan, Mo Xichen's hanging heart was also slightly lowered, it was not that he didn't want to tell Hua Tianyu, but that before he saw the living, Mo Xichen himself couldn't believe it, after all, it was ten thousand arrows piercing his body and falling off the cliff, unless Hua Tuo was alive, otherwise-

The result is one.

"Know why you didn't tell me." Hua Tingyu, who has always been as gentle as jade, is a little fried, but after all, he is from everyone's background and is naturally elegant, so he can't go directly to fight Mo Xichen.

"Dude. Don't worry, Mo Gongzi is not sure, so he asked me to inquire first. Nan Lingyun opened her mouth to explain, she knew Mo Xichen's good intentions.

"Don't kiss here, if you hurt the official's daughter, don't want to leave here intact." Looking at the few people who were reminiscing, Liu Dudu's face became more and more gloomy.

"Yan'er, what's going on?" Hua Tingyu looked at Hua Tianyan in confusion.

"Big brother, his daughter almost killed my sister Ling, today Sister Ling discounted the daughter of the dog officer on the street, and the dog officer arrested us all." Hua said truthfully, without any pretense, blinking at a pitiful big glass, like a wounded fawn, pitiful.

"Wang Tingshi, you have to give Ben Gongzi an explanation." Hua Tianyu looked at the middle-aged man beside Liu Dudu in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, dude, there's a misunderstanding here." Wang Tingshi hurriedly rounded the field, looked at Liu Dudu, and asked, "Liu Dudu, what's going on?" ”

"These people beat the official's daughter on the street, and the official was angry for his daughter, Lord Wang, do you want to take care of this?" Liu Dudu was on fire, the soldiers and horses in the city in front of him were all governors, and his status was equal to Thorn Shi, why did Thorn Shi have to show him a face.

"Don't worry about Lord Wang, take care of it." Mo Xichen, who had not spoken, finally opened his mouth with words like gold, and in an instant, the cold voice like a clear spring became the focus here, and everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Xichen's body.

Like a fairy painting, like a poem forgetting the mortal.

"Isn't Mo Xiang here to take care of the slave's family?" A bewitching voice sounded, interrupting everyone's gaze at Mo Xichen, only to see a beauty in a red robe, still lazily reclining on the soft couch of the concubine, with picturesque eyebrows and delicate facial features, all of which are masterpieces of nature.

Hearing Jimo Liuhua's words, Hua Tianyan was immediately stunned, what is the relationship between Sister Liuhua and Mo Xichen? It won't be-

Hua Tianyan didn't dare to think about it, just now she seemed to have scolded the person (>_<) who caught Sister Liuhua in

No, no, no, she didn't say anything.

"Jimo Liuhua, don't think that if you pretend to be a woman, your true appearance will let you go." is obviously a question, but when it comes out of Mo Xichen's mouth, it becomes an affirmative sentence, and it is an undoubted affirmative sentence.

"Mo Xichen, do you dare to tell Lao Tzu again." As soon as he heard this, Jimo Liuhua instantly exploded, jumped up from the concubine's soft couch, and shook the sturdy cell door with a direct palm.

"Miss Jimo, no matter how you cover it up, you stole the words of your true appearance, it is an undoubted fact, and you must bear legal responsibility." Mo Xichen's face did not change, and the call of "Miss Jimo" made Jimo Liuhua directly tear Mo Xichen's angry face.

Yaya, there are still men in this world who look as good as themselves, hateful, hateful, hateful.

"What if Ben Gongzi is not happy?" The eyes are like silk, although Mo Liuhua is not angry, the words he says are more amorous than before.

"You're not eligible."

Five words, no question.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Ji Mo Liuhua's voice has not yet fallen, and the shot is like lightning, and the soft sword that he took out at some point pointed directly at Mo Xichen's vital point.

Mo Xichen's feather fan flew, and the seemingly weak feather fan turned into a sharp weapon in Mo Xichen's hands, and wherever the feather fan passed, none of them were intact.