Chapter 529: Touching Porcelain? 【5】

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"This femme fatale woman is too vicious, and she blames others for pushing that old woman away."

"That's right, Tian is shameless."

“……”

bursts of cynicism and ridicule are unbearable.

Fu Xue was expressionless, and she was not in a hurry to refute, she staggered to the gossip lady lying on the ground, and knelt on the ground with a plop, just a burst of crying:

"Auntie, Auntie...... Wake up, it's all my fault, my fault ......"

Crying, Fu Xue shook the eldest lady on the ground, and pinched her side waist in a place that outsiders couldn't see, "Ouch......"

"Smack-"

The gossip lady sat up suddenly, and there was a big mouth on Fu Xue's face.

This slap came and snorted, Fu Xue frowned slightly, and slapped this slap stiffly.

The body also fell to the side heavily, covering his cheeks, "Auntie, I know I'm wrong, if you want to hit you, I won't pretend not to know you again...... I was wrong, aunty, I was wrong...... Woowoo woo ......"

"What's going on?"

Lu Kou blinked, his brain a little confused.

Yan Nuo didn't stand up, "You should watch the show." ”

Mo's long eyelashes cast a thick shadow under his eyes, and his gaze stopped at Yan Nuo's side face, "If you're tired of standing, feel free to lean on me, it's okay." ”

Yan Nuo turned his head inexplicably, "I'm not tired of standing." ”

The thin lips of the ink like cherry blossoms pursed, "Then what kind of posture are you standing in?" ”

Yan Nuo spread his arms, "That's it." ”

Mo was sad again, and he tried to sell himself again, but as a result, the other party didn't appreciate it at all, when did he become so cheap?

No one wants it to be delivered to the door?

It's really frustrating.

Mo lowered his head slightly, and his long hair poured down, with a bit of a sparse taste, which made it difficult to take his eyes away.

The small interaction between Yan Nuo and Mo did not fall into Li Xiaocui's eyes at all, and the spontaneous jealousy made her angry, pulled Li Neng's arm sleeve, and said:

"Brother, don't be blind here, go and see our ......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Neng reflexively shouted, "By the way, how is that lady?" ”

After speaking, he glared at Li Xiaocui, his eyes were full of warnings, and Li Xiaocui, who was watching, shrunk his neck and nodded silently.

And Fu Xue on the other side, crying is called a broken liver and intestines, and her heart is like a knife, but it is a pity that the thunder is heavy and the rain is small.

"Little girl, what you said is true?"

An aunt bent down to help Fu Xue up, patted her on the back and comforted:

"It's really disrespectful to the old man, how can your aunt treat you like this, and actually sell you to a brothel, it's really ruthless."

Fu Xue covered her cheeks and continued to sob:

"Auntie, don't say that, she is my aunt after all, although she has abused me since she was a child, it is common to slap me like today, she doesn't give me food, she has to do farm work every day, go to the field and plant rice or something, and now she actually sells me to a brothel......"

As she spoke, Fu Xue glanced at the gossip lady whose face turned blue from between her fingers, snorted silently at the corner of her mouth, and continued to cry:

"It's because my aunt wants to sell me to a brothel that I secretly ran away from home, but now I meet here, I was nervous, so I accidentally pushed my aunt away, I, I, I, I, I......, I I'm so unfilial, I'm not filial...... Woowoo woo ......"

Yan Nuo applauded heartily, "Papapa-"

"This girl is absolutely amazing!"

Lu Kou's neck stretched out, "It turns out that Fu Xue's life experience is so miserable, I usually can't see it, it's really a poor child, I will treat her better in the future." ”

Saying that, Lu Kou frowned and wondered, "Huh? No, she's not, isn't she the princess of Lingli Country? What kind of aunt is this, who is confused with me......"

Yan Nuo patted Lu Kou's head, but unfortunately the second blow didn't fall on his head, and was intercepted by the ink in mid-air.