Chapter 384: Trick 4

Chapter 383: Trick 4

*To arrive*

Gong Xueying looked nervously at Yuemeng's extremely beautiful and charming face, afraid of the disgusted look on it.

She is not afraid of Gong Yueying, after all, the palace family is the master of the father, and the painting is also made by the father, and the father will definitely protect her, but if the prince of the dark misunderstands her, he will never look at her directly, and it is a taboo for the concubine to hold a grudge against the concubine!

"Boy of the Dark Sky, is it clumsy that you can't get into the eyes of Childe?" Gong Xueying took a deep breath and showed a soft expression.

"Where, you draw well." Yuemeng smiled coldly, although the smile was very cold, but it made Gong Xueying stunned: "You are the best girl I have seen painting so far." ”

Under the brush, Gong Xueying's face was as red as an apple.

The sweetness in her heart, Childe said that she was the best girl in painting, it seems that he is really good at painting, and he praised her so much.

A sound of footsteps approached from a distance, and Gong Xueying Yuguang saw Jin Niang nodding to herself, and couldn't help but smile, and walked slowly towards Yuemeng: "Childe, ah......"

She seemed to kick the corner of the table, her body was unbalanced, she screamed, and threw herself into Yuemeng's arms......

At the same time, Moon Shadow stepped into the room.

Yuemeng had long felt that the Moon Shadow was coming, and every time she was around him, he would have a strange feeling, especially after the recent increase in strength, his senses were even more sensitive, and when the Moon Shadow was still far away outside the courtyard, he smelled the unique fragrance on her body.

The green shadow flashed, and the handsome tall man in green was already standing beside the moon shadow, and Gong Xueying couldn't control her strength because her performance was too realistic, so she smashed forward fiercely......

"Bang", a loud bang.

Gong Xueying's head slammed on the bookshelf.

The pain kept her from screaming, and her feet went limp, and she fell to the ground.

"Little-sister!" Jin Niang screamed and rushed over to support Gong Xueying: "Sister, are you okay?" Fine, fine, don't hurry up and ask for a doctor! ”

Moon Shadow has seen the whole process.

At this time, Gong Xueying's forehead was covered with a big bag, red and swollen, her face was crooked in pain, her hairpin also fell off, and a bundle of hair hung on her cheeks comically, as embarrassed as she wanted.

"The fourth sister is really careless, she is not a child anymore, and she bumped into such a big bag." Moon Shadow smiled half-lukewarmly: "Hurry up and help your little sister go back to the room and wait for the doctor, I won't look at the painting today, I'll go back." ”

After saying that, she turned around and left, and Yuemeng followed her footsteps and walked out.

Gong Xueying had already come back to her senses, looking at the two people in front of her and behind her, she was about to crush her teeth with hatred.

Gong Yueying, it is Gong Yueying!

If it weren't for the slut who just came in, if it weren't for the fact that the son of the underworld saw that slut, he wouldn't have left her alone!

Okay, you're a palace moon shadow, rob a man with me, and make me so ugly, I'm not done with you!

Gong Xueying was in pain and angry, her delicate face had been distorted, she had forgotten that she had asked Jin Niang to invite Moon Shadow, only to blame Moon Shadow for making her lose the opportunity to get close to the Shadow of the Heavens.

Seeing that Gong Xueying was fine, Jin Niang breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking back to the scene just now, it was indeed a little funny, but she didn't dare to laugh, so she could only endure it, otherwise the little sister would be angry with herself.

With a "snap", a slap hit Jin Niang in the face.

"Little-sister is angry." Jin Niang was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down.

"You dare to laugh at Miss Ben!"

"No, the slave doesn't dare," Jin Niang kowtowed heavily with tears: "The slave really doesn't dare to ......" (.gmeihua.)