Chapter 209: The Young Marshal and the Little Wife (4)
What a domineering sentence.
The man listened to the silence, and the woman listened to the tears.
[Warning!] Warn! Warn! The target character is Lotus Charm, and the opinion is -10! ]
[The current favorability is -10, please pay attention to the host Fenghua, and strive to brush the favorability of the target character!] ]
Fenghua: "......"
I'm just pretending to be a force.
What did I do wrong?!
This thing tells us that-
Don't pretend to be forced, pretending to be forced is to be thundered X.
“……”
The whole pear orchard was silent for a while.
On the high stage, Hua Dan's babbling singing continued, as if he was not affected by the surroundings at all, and performed hard to delight the audience. Even if no one in the audience even looked at it.
Lotus Mei's long and thick black eyelashes trembled slightly.
Just when Fenghua thought that Lianmei would refuse.
Behold.
Lian Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, looked up at the golden sunlight behind her, the golden badge on her shoulders shone brightly, and the corners of her lips picked out a touch of stunning and graceful 'youth' with a handsome face.
Gorgeous as drunk, the glowing voice is like a lingering poem between the red lips and white teeth, and it comes out tactfully:
"The young marshal wants Lian Mei to follow you namelessly?"
“……”
Fenghua blinked, blinked again, and suddenly thought that he was having auditory hallucinations.
She asked the system in her heart: "Xiao Tongzi, what did I just hear?" I heard you right, right? ”
The system replied dutifully, and his tone was cute: "Your Majesty, you heard it right, the emperor is asking you to give him a name." As for the declining favorability, I guess ......"
The system used its little brain, which was not bright, to think hard, and then said:
"I guess it's Your Majesty, what you did just now, a bit like a bully who robbed the people's daughter?"
“……”
Seeing Fenghua's cool expression, the system immediately soared in desire to survive, in other words, changed his words:
"Or like a hooligan who lifts up his pants and doesn't admit it?"
“…… Get lost. ”
Fenghua smiled and gave it a word.
For a moment, the atmosphere was calm.
When Lian Mei finished saying this, Fenghua didn't speak for a long time.
…… Is the young marshal angry?
…… Lianmei's request for a name is really too bold!
The more the head of the pear orchard class thought about it, the more his little liver trembled.
Immediately stretched out his hand and pulled the pink sleeve beside him.
Tilting his head slightly, he looked at the delicate and stunning side face of the lotus charm, and hurriedly ordered:
"Lian'er, my good girl, you see you're talking nonsense again."
"The young marshal can take a fancy to you, that is already your great blessing, what else do you pay attention to? Could it be that you still want to be a young marshal's wife? ”
"Quick, if you don't hurry, admit your mistake to the young marshal!"
Lian Mei ignored the class master's words.
Instead, with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, he looked at Fenghua firmly.
"Although Lianmei is just a play, she is innocent. If the young marshal loves me and respects me, when the Ming media is marrying Yinglian Mei into the house. If the young marshal is unwilling to ......"
After a pause, the flower-like lips continued to spit out softly:
"Even if Lianmei sings all the joys and sorrows on this stage all her life, and the audience is lonely and old, she is never willing to be the rich man's family and only appreciate the flowers that will be discarded overnight."
"If these words annoy the young marshal, please also ask the young marshal to give the death lotus charm to one person, don't involve the class master and the pear orchard."
The words fell.
The 'woman's' cold and enchanting complexion was as vivid and terrifying as fire at this moment.
Fenghua suddenly laughed.
The noble and delicate eyebrows and eyes are in full bloom for a scorching romance, at the bottom of the peach blossom eyes of the lotus charm.
The clear and more glamorous timbre, blooming a lingering and sympathetic, is in the ears of the lotus charm.
"How does Lian'er know that this young marshal is unwilling to carry a sedan chair and Ming Media is marrying you?"