『375』Who makes you not ashamed, thinking about men at a young age

(Girls' Literature)

"You actually killed Qin'er!" The half-old gasped, and came from not far away with a group of family members, and after seeing the angry Qin'er, an old face was flushed, and her index finger trembled and pointed to the two little babies in front of her.

Feng Xiaohuo and Feng Jinglan glared at each other, and pointed at each other at the same time. "It's not me, it's her (him)".

"No matter who it is, you must give an explanation for this matter, come here, and take these two babies to the prefect." When the half-old saw the angry Qin'er, it was like seeing the silver of the white flowers thrown into the water and gone, this is the top brand trained by the Golden Building!

"Don't touch this girl, I'll go." Feng Xiaohuo slapped the ground with a long whip, and she raised her chin arrogantly, so that she was not afraid of these adults, and when her father came, she would have their good fruits to eat.

"Those who are clear will clear themselves!" Feng Jinglan dropped a sentence and proudly followed the group out of the woods. Under the influence of Feng Xiaohuo and the female corpse, he completely forgot about Nangong Qing, who had been waiting for him for a long time.

On the lobby of the yamen.

Feng Xiaohuo is the beloved daughter of the Nine Princes, and when the prefect saw this, he couldn't be on the dog's legs, and he was served with good tea, and he was coaxed with good words, but Feng Jinglan didn't have such a good treatment.

was pressed to his knees and listened to the cries of the half-aged.

When Feng Xiaohuo insisted that the person went to the woods, the girl Qin'er was already dead, and the whip marks on her body and the flames burning on her body were accidentally made, and the prefect was obviously a little unconvinced, and wiped a handful of sweat on his back.

Feng Jinglan said that she didn't know any Qin'er girl, a weak three-year-old child, and she couldn't kill an adult, and there was no reason to kill her.

Both parties have their own arguments, and they can't last, and the prefect is helpless, as long as they wait for the Nine Princes to come to make the decision.

"Feng Xiaohuo, you really should have killed her." Before the Baili Zhao snowman arrived, the sound came first, and he stepped into the yamen angrily, strode to Feng Xiaohuo, who was crossing Erlang's legs, leaning on the chair, and pulled her little hand down.

"No, how many times do you have to say it before I disdain to kill her!" Feng Xiaohuo's small body was thrown to the ground, her small mouth pouted slightly, her big eyes were very aggrieved, and she pushed her away.

"If it's not you, who else will there be." Baili Zhaoxue narrowed her eyes and turned to the strange boy on the side.

"It's not me!" Feng Jinglan shook her hand, looking at the big sister in front of her who was so fierce, she suppressed the stinky girl in minutes, and she had a good impression in her heart.

"It's him, who has been sneaking in the shadows, and only appeared when he was discovered by this girl, and then he saw Qin'er killed." Feng Xiaohuo snorted coldly, and looked at Feng Jinglan with slightly raised eyes.

"I didn't, it was you who scolded like a shrew as soon as you came, yelling that you were going to kill her, saying that she was robbing men with you, what does it matter to me." Feng Jinglan's expression was angry, and Hei Yao's eyes were full of terrifying condensation.

"Shut up!" Feng Xiaohuo saw that his heart was said by him, so he rushed up, so he rushed over and scuffled with him.

Feng Jinglan was not to be outdone, the two villains rolled on the ground, and suddenly exploded, Baili Zhaoxue waved his hand to make everyone take a few steps back, Feng Xiaohuo, this girl should be taught a lesson.

"Ahhh Makes you talk a lot. ”

"Who makes you not ashamed, thinking about men at a young age!"

"You still say, kill you......"

Feng Xiaohuo disregarded his image, his little hand grabbed his neckline, and the small fist hit Feng Jinglan's stomach, Feng Jinglan grabbed her pigtail with one hand and pinched her little face with the other.