"Say the bid code, and talk about it if you don't agree." After a while, 'Hua' Mingxuan frowned and spit out these eight words, if those who are familiar with him will know that he is sincere.

Pursing her lips and smiling, almond eyes bent into a crescent moon, and 'Hua' Jiu knew that 'Hua' Mingxuan was making a statement, as long as she could give him what he wanted, then she would no longer be a person in the huge 'Hua' Mansion.

Although these are all based on the trading of 'trades', such a yard is one yard and no emotional component, which is actually what she wants.

In the future, when the entire 'flower' family is overturned, she will have no burden.

"Fu 'flower' jasmine is enough for Brother Mingxuan to develop incense products without eating or drinking for a while, he can't chew too much, in the future, Ah Jiu will give what his brother wants, and the price is definitely what his brother can pay." 'Flower' Jiu said with a smile.

She is not stupid, it is still a 'transaction' to return to a good one, she just wants to get an attitude of 'flower' Mingxuan, now that the goal has been achieved, it is natural to go back and think about it, what kind of 'transaction' to do next can squeeze the maximum benefits from 'flower' Mingxuan.

'Hua' Mingxuan's face is not good, he looks at the smiling face of 'Hua' Jiu, and he has an urge to 'rub' it hard, no one has ever been able to get out of his whole body after getting a benefit from him, otherwise for so many years, the little thing in the second room of this 'Hua' Mansion that eats people and does not spit out bones would have been carved up by someone.

However, he could only open his eyes and watch the corners of the 'flower' nine skirts fly away, ponder for a while, and then he came back to his senses, he was soothed by her, if he could calm down as usual, then it should be 'flower' nine to find his 'door', and he took the initiative to stop her like this, which was a passive situation, and it was not for anyone to take the lead.

The black pupils are like ink, it is a deep 'color' that has never been seen before, and the handsome face of 'Hua' Mingxuan is as quiet as a well, and he has been watching the back of 'Hua' Jiu get smaller and smaller, and finally disappear.

Mama Su, who was one step behind, followed the 'flower' nine to her courtyard, raised her eyes from time to time to glance at the person in front of her, and quickly lowered her head, reining in her look.

"Mama, if you have something to say, you have peeked at me several times." As if he had eyes behind him, 'Hua' Jiu turned around and said when he arrived at the 'gate' of the courtyard.

"Big girl, the old slave has nothing to ask." After only hesitating for a moment, Mama Su shook her head decisively.

"Hey," 'Flower' Nine sighed lightly, "I know what you want to ask, Mama?" You want to ask Mingming, as soon as the three months arrive, I will marry into the 'flower' family, and I will naturally be able to get out of the sea of suffering at that time, but why do I have to cooperate with 'flower' Mingxuan? After all, he may be pitted by him if he is not careful, and there is no slag left. ”

Seeing Mama Su nodding, 'Hua' Jiu continued, "Mama, how far do you think I can go in the 'Hua' Mansion with my own strength?" Besides, I will get married in three months, if I still don't fight or grab as usual, and forbearance and avoidance in everything, can I settle things and calm down? No, they won't let me go, they want me to die, but I don't want ......."

Scene by scene, the experience of the previous life flowed through the mind like a river, the extremely light pupils were filled with blood, and the words of the 'flower' were bitten out of hatred, the betrayal of each one, and the pain of humiliation to death in the snowstorm......

It's like a pair of scissors, constantly piercing scabbed wounds and bleeding fishy pus and blood.

However, 'Hua' Jiu stood by the 'door' of the courtyard, while the midsummer sun was shining, the 'shadow' was mottled on the other, and the palm-sized little face was full of anger, with a smile that was half bright and half dark.

This kind of self-poking scar pain, with a kind of self-harm pleasure, she enjoys the process painfully and happily, only in this way, can she not forget the past.