Chang Geyue chuckled and got up, she patted Li Yumei on the shoulder, "I believe you won't betray me, so you don't have to be so wronged, oh, by the way, remind me, you are not a widow yet, you are just a eunuch." ”

Li Yumei gritted her teeth, and the emotion that had just sprouted in her heart because of Chang Geyue's belief disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Long Song Month! Hate you!

Chang Geyue looked at Li Yumei's sad appearance, frowned slightly, and then seemed to be suddenly inspired, "Actually, you want to be a widow and you can't, I will ask Sibao to kill the single division in two or eight points!" ”

Li Yumei: "......" She doesn't seem to know what to say.

Forget it, she'd better shut up.

And, moreover, and Chang Geyue, are you sure that Sibao is so demented now, who else can you kill someone???

Li Yumei's room.

Chang Geyue watched the heartache-stricken Li Yumei hand over one of the two boxes to herself, and the aggrieved look made her unbearable to take it.

Chang Geyue looked at Li Yumei and patted her faintly, "Don't be too distressed, just marry Sibao as a daughter-in-law." ”

Li Yumei wants to die, marry a daughter-in-law to Sibao?

Is Si Bao her son or her grandson???

Why, why?!

Li Yumei took a deep breath, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Chang Geyue smile and said, "Aren't you worried that there will be no guarantee in the future, or I will let Sibao be your godson, and you will be supported in the future." ”

Li Yumei's whole person was not good in an instant, she looked at Chang Geyue resentfully, "I thank you for the whole family, I'm afraid that Sibao won't be able to survive me!" ”

Looking at Sibao's stupidity, it is possible that Nima is older than her.

And 10,000 can't survive her, she must make a fortune with the money in her hand, and then raise 10,000 beautiful men, singing every night. Yin. Repair. Yang. Live to ninety-nine!

The more I think about Li Yumei, the more excited she becomes, and the whole person's expression should not be too coquettish!

Chang Geyue pursed her lips, and then reminded seriously, "Longitudinal." Desire. Pass. degrees, will die. ”

Li Yumei: "......"

Come and blow her away with a gust of wind, blow her away!

She hates Long Song Yue!

Night.

The rain has already been pouring, Chang Geyue is sitting at the window, the breeze is blowing gently, and the whole person is indescribably comfortable.

She rubbed her eyebrows slightly, but her expression suddenly changed, "Who!" ”

The answer to the long song moon is the silence like ink.

Chang Geyue gently hooked the corners of her mouth, but a silver needle shot out directly.

There was a sudden sound in the night, and the people under the night sky moved suddenly, but Chang Geyue's second silver needle shot out violently in the direction he moved.

In the dark night, a cold sneer resounded in the night sky, "Long Song Moon!" Your martial arts have reached this point. ”

It was he who had miscalculated before.

Chang Geyue chuckled and looked at the person who appeared in front of her, "His Royal Highness King Chen." ”

Tuo Zongzheng Mo Yin's blessing, three days ago, her silver needle did not have such great power, and she had to thank Feng Yan for the hot spring.

Zong Zhengmo looked at Chang Geyue coldly, it was such an ugly face that hooked him late at night.

What a shameless woman!

"You killed Wen Wenhao?!" It's not a doubt, Zong Zhengmo's tone is full of conviction.

Chang Geyue raised her eyebrows, "Are you here to ask me when you will end up with Wen Wenhao!" ”

Zong Zheng Moyin's eyes narrowed slightly, "You are so bold!" ”

Chang Geyue chuckled, "His Royal Highness King Chen, what do you think!" ”

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