The little niece is arrogant and strong, Murong Jiu knows this, so he hooked his lips and said, "Uncle Nine is just thinking, Huanhuan doesn't hate Uncle Nine now, right?" ”

Ye Qinghuan was slightly stunned, seeing the little joy in Murong Jiu's heart, he couldn't help but be a little moved.

This noble and powerful man, he is trying to please her!

Although she is not the real Murong Qinghuan, she can also feel his state of mind.

"Well, it's not annoying." Ye Qinghuan snorted secretly in her heart, but she still gave Murong Jiu the answer he wanted.

In fact...... Although she wanted to kill this man at first, since he made a promise that he would not kill her even if she was not Murong Qinghuan, and connived at her to let God take what she wanted, she couldn't hate him anymore.

Sure enough, sugar-coated cannonballs corrupt people's hearts the most!

"Huanhuan is really good." A touch of pampering appeared in Murong Jiu's beautiful phoenix eyes, faint and shallow, sultry and intoxicating, like the curvature of the blood-red lips, rippling and soft, enchanting.

It was rare to see Murong Jiufei's bewitching appearance with facial paralysis, Ye Qinghuan's heart jumped, and he hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Uncle Jiu hasn't said whether to help me or not!" ”

It's really a demon, it's better to laugh less and be less gentle, otherwise I don't know how many good girls will be harmed.

"Fool, if this king doesn't help Huanhuan, who will he help?" Murong Jiu looked at her funny, just this little fool didn't know that she was the weakness of his Murong Jiu's life.

Maybe...... Not only because she is the daughter of Brother Wang, but also because ...... He loved her more and more.

In those big pitiful eyes, they were watery, how to look at them, and I couldn't wait for him to hold all the treasures in the world in front of her and change her favor.

Murong Jiu had no idea how dangerous this kind of emotion was for a man.

The Nine Emperor Uncles are decisive in killing, cold and bloodthirsty, but the Nine Emperor Uncles are completely unfamiliar with the relationship between men and women.

"What will Uncle Nine do?" Ye Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, obviously this man was teasing her just now, he had a plan for a long time, but he didn't know what he would do.

Murong Jiu got up lightly, his cuffs fluttered, he walked to Ye Qinghuan's side, looked at her condescendingly, and smiled intriguingly: "If that person is really Mu Qingmiao, this king will go into battle with a disguise, and Dai Huanhuan will win this competition." ”

"And then?" Ye Qinghuan had to admit that Murong Jiujian had gone sideways, this was indeed a way, but ...... Since there is a winner in the competition, why does her ninth uncle have to come forward and talk to her future niece and son-in-law?

But he plays two roles, how can he meet himself?

"And then? Nature is walking. Murong Jiu slowly hooked his lips, looking at Ye Qinghuan's confused appearance, a touch of tenderness rippled in his heart.

Little niece, really cute.

Walk? Ye Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

It turned out that he was going to run after winning! Anyway, there is already a winner, as for who the winner is, whether or not to marry her, the little county lord, is the winner's own business.

Come to think of it, all the people who watch the show would never have thought that there would be men who finally won the competition to recruit relatives, but they would have a great opportunity not to run away!

"Uncle Nine is really scheming." Ye Qinghuan showed a sweet smile and returned the evaluation given to her by the Nine Emperor Uncles.

Murong Jiu shook his head, his eyes were conniving and doting: "Huanhuan is not only scheming, but also retributive." ”

Ye Qinghuan shrugged her shoulders, she admitted that she was indeed a person who held grudges.

"Huanhuan." Murong Jiu seemed to think of something, and suddenly his eyes sank slightly, and he opened his mouth to call Ye Qinghuan.

"Huh?" Ye Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of her who was half a head taller than her.