"So many women use you, why aren't you dirty? For example: through the room ring, the personal ring, the henchman, the concubine, what aunts will there be in the future, etc., countless, do you say dirty or not?

It's like a bowl, no matter how expensive it is, but this one eats that one, squeezes out the head and drills into the bowl, and it can't be washed clean!

Silver, much cleaner than you. ”

The girl put the silver in her sleeve and no longer argued with Bai Ying, turned around and walked in the direction of the clan school, leaving Bai Ying stunned on the spot.

"Hey...... Hua Pei Qingyu ...... called the girl's name but didn't know what to say: "My name is Xiao Rong Wuxian." ”

Touched the empty money bag and scratched the back of his head, what was wrong with him?

How could he have agreed to the shameless compensation conditions just now, and signed a contract to leave his name?

600,000 taels of silver, and 10,000 taels of silver per month to support her and her two children?

In other words, even if he is stupid, he knows how the child can do it!

By the way, does she know how the child came?

There is also the excessive additional agreement of the note: all the good things he has seen must be given to her to make her happy, and the child will be happy and healthy...... What is this?

I've already given 300,000 taels, what's the rest, hehe...... Raise you? No, what can you do? Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

Today, my IQ is zero, and I am worried, and I am led by others, which is not good, not good.

Xiao Rong Wuxian muttered to himself, blaming those black and clear innocent eyes, he couldn't find the north when he was looked at so lightly.

It's really eight years older than her for nothing.

Alas? The private property he has saved over the years, his antique calligraphy and paintings, and his treasures......

I'm going to raise her for thirteen years!

No, you can't be cheaper than others.

If she is a big matchmaker, let her marry willingly......

She is not an obedient person who is at the mercy of others, what should she do?

If you want to earn back the money to support her, you have to pick the other party's family background.

In my impression, which teenager is clean and self-conscious, and he doesn't even have a connecting room? You have to learn well, the most important thing is that the family has money, otherwise, where can you find the silver that she has slaughtered for more than ten years?

Xiao Rong Wuxian frowned slightly, and pulled out all the nobles he was familiar with in the capital one by one in his head for comparison.

That little demon can't be forced, what kind of person is her appetite?

"Master."

An exclamation interrupted Xiao Rongwuwu, who was thinking.

"Hurricane, are you going to be scared to death in broad daylight? Say something quickly. ”

Xiao Rong stared at the wind without sorrow, and there was a great deal of posture that he couldn't say that he was ugly, so he would make him look good.

"Master, have you gone to play in the embroidery room of Huafu?" The wind held his forehead, and said it implicitly, not understanding why his master wanted to look like a gentleman in front of the world.

Especially when you are still a guest at other people's homes, you run around casually.

Embroidery room? That's the backyard!

"What do you mean?" Xiao Rong Wuxian doesn't understand, he smells of fat powder on his body? He hasn't had time to go to Huafu today!

The little demon does not smell of fat powder, but it has the smell of clothes being baptized by the sun.

Seeing Xiao Rong Wuxian's blank face, the wind changed his face and said solemnly: "There are three millineedles in your throat to show off your might, don't you feel pain?" ”

Xiao Rong Wuxian's face changed, he didn't believe it at all, and quickly returned to the courtyard where he was temporarily staying, and the wind handed him a small round mirror.

Xiao Rong Wuxian looked at the mirror seriously for a while, and then put down the small round mirror silently, and drank softly with the palm of his right hand to his throat, and the three milli needles lay neatly in his palm.