Chapter 267: African

In the past, if she dared to say that she was not, Long Yutian had already gone up to fan her, how can she be so arrogant.
However, when her brother screamed at her ‘贱人’, she obviously felt the bloodthirsty of the man around her, so she could not help but tremble.
Still let her humiliate the government?
Is it that the money blossoming in his heart has become a baby that can't be beaten?
Is it that Long Yutian does not care if his father can give him political support again?
Except for the child who was worried that she was hurt, there was no such anger in his face.
"The three kings are really fangs, but a girl's family has to spare people and spare people. Why bother to be unreasonable?"
The lazy male voice floated from the corner and interrupted the farce.
Qian Duodu looked up and was thinking about who was ignorant of her life when she was angry.
I saw a man in a black robes, and walked up in a crowd of people.
"Who are you?" Qian Duodu squinted and looked at the man who came.
"Three kings do not remember this king so quickly? This king is very sad..." The man's tone, some tuneful taste.
Qian Duodu squinted and looked at the black guy in front of him. He immediately realized: "Oh... I think of it, you are the big prince Long Chaohan, right?"
"Three kings are good to remember!"
Qian Duodu snorted with her nose. Since she went to the Queen's Fengzao Palace and watched a play they played in front of her, she didn't have a good impression on this gloomy big prince.
In particular, she most despised the people who were brothers and disabled for the imperial power.
"It's not me's good memory. It's Grandpa. You are too personal. A gloomy face, with a black body, is just an African... If you have a big night, you really have no sense of existence."
An exit, the dead person does not pay for life, between the third child and the big prince, it seems that the brothers and sisters are respectful, but in reality it is a dark tide.
This was ridiculed by the money blossoming, the metaphor was just right, and it was really a big heart.
However, when it comes to feelings of no existence, a man standing next to Long Chaohan is very sad to be ignored.
"Duo, I haven't seen you for a long time, you see me ignore me..."
Tuoba’s robes with white milk lining the skin are white, and the euphemistic atmosphere makes him feel a bit sad.
Qian Duodu heard the sound, and slaps the shoulder of Takuya coolly: "Small extension, why haven't you gone yet?"
"I still have a wish not to finish, I don't want to go back empty-handed!" Tuo eyebrows deeply looked at the money blossoming, if any.
When the money blossomed, one bite his teeth and stretched out a finger: "Twenty two silver, this girl sponsors you, and I will accompany you at the Baihua Building in the evening to see the special beauty of our holy shrine, and you will not come to the holy Take a look, but outside of the 12th, the rest of you will be reimbursed!"
Takuya’s mouth is pumping: "You are really generous, I thank you!"
Long Yutian looked at the money blossoming and Tuoyu talking and laughing, and this man also threatened to remember his own Wang Hao, his heart is not a taste.
It seems that I know a lot of rituals and inserts a mouth: "Take up the Prince, get on the seat!"
Tuoba politely greeted the three kings and four princes, and his eyes swept a little, and he asked: "Why didn't you see the king?"