ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

After a while, Xinglian's eyes narrowed, signaling that the two goods could be quiet, and then slowly walked into the back kitchen and pushed open the door of the firewood room.

Because of Lang Fei's sudden move-in, the dirty place like the firewood room was like a makeover, not only could not find a single firewood in the whole house, but it was even as clean as a guest room.

As far as the firewood house is concerned, the firewood house in Qiao's Mansion is really a wonderful place.

Xinglian walked into the room and looked around for a moment before turning his gaze to the gorgeous woman sitting by the window.

"Erniang." She called out sweetly, calmly sat down at the table, "Erniang is here alone, Xing'er is very worried about it, I finally have time to come and have a look today, I don't know how Erniang has been doing in the past two days?" ”

The so-called talking nonsense with her eyes open is like this.

It was clear that two days ago, she insisted that Lang Fei gave her the black wooden box, and framed her seriously, but now she is putting on a filial daughter, and the smile on her face is as sincere as she is, I don't know if I read it, and I thought it was my daughter.

Lang Fei glanced back at her, a little hatred flashed in his eyes, but he immediately turned away, obviously not wanting to deal with her.

But Qiao Xinglian was not angry, he slowly raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, put it to his nose and smelled it, and pushed it out again, "It's really good tea, it's rare that in a place like the firewood room, there is also tea made from Jin Yuan Dan." After a pause, she said again: "However, Xing'er thinks that since Erniang is thinking about it, she has to pretend to be a little bit like her face, right?" So a**, the next person will criticize it......"

Lang Fei already hated her to the extreme in his heart, and he was already trying to restrain himself without fighting her at this time, but he was afraid that if he spoke up, the words of this dead girl would make her even more angry, so he simply continued to be silent, just glaring at her viciously.

Lang Fei didn't speak, Xinglian didn't mind, and touched the glass lamp, jasper cup and purple clay pot on the table, as if she was studying a treasure, but suddenly, with a strong hand, she suddenly waved all the utensils on the table, and smashed them directly to the ground, "bang" a few times, and shattered into slag.

"Qiao Xinglian!"

Lang Fei was startled and stood up suddenly, "You are so bold!" ”

"Erniang, don't be angry." Xing Lian was still smiling, the Xuan Ling Power in his hand was shining, and his sleeves were swept over, smashing all the precious utensils in the room, "Xing'er is establishing an image for Erniang, how can such a luxurious furnishing be called a firewood room." ”

"Stop!" looked at the porcelain vase in front of her painfully, the authentic works of celebrities were completely ruined in her hands little by little, Lang Fei couldn't hold back any longer, and flew forward to stop Xinglian's wanton destruction.

"Erniang, what are you doing!" Xing Lian flashed sideways, pretending to be surprised, "Doesn't Erniang want to be tired of Xing'er?" ”

"You, you, you...... I have to kill you......"

"Ahh............h

After speaking, she clapped her palms, and a blue light immediately appeared around her, and then, a giant bird that had always been the size of a carriage appeared in front of her, and without the command of Xinglian, she waved her wings and flew away on a bookshelf next to the bed.