Chapter 1193: Bitch

This is not non-toxic.
First, Wen Qing'er was disfigured, but she was about to mention her once beautiful appearance. Isn't this what it was to spread salt on her wounds?
Second, Wen Qing'er cares about looks, and men also care, but everyone knows that appearance will eventually disappear with the passage of time. This is not ironic to Wen Qing'er, but anyone who pursues it is estimated to be ten or eight years later, and she will not be able to keep a man until she is beautiful.
Speaking of which, Bai Shan seems to have reacted and tapped his head, "Ah, I was wrong, not all men will like Miss Wen, even if Miss Wen has a beautiful appearance, such as my previous husband!"
Because there is no memory, Bai Shan said that when he said this sentence, he was straightforward and did not have any feelings, the purpose was only to fight Wen Qing'er.
After stimulating again and again, Wen Qing'er's expression was obviously a lot of manic, and his eyes also flashed red blood, just like the person who was about to get out of the way.
"I'm going to kill you!" The tone was full of color, and the bone whip held by Wen Qing'er was almost covered with a layer of dark visible energy.
"Oh, I'm so scared!" Bai Shan said, patting her little heart at this moment, seemingly afraid, but who can't see the disdain in her eyes? Sure enough, the sardonic smile flashed on her face as if to return to Wen Qing'er who had just mocked Shen Mingxin, "It seems that Miss Wen was hurt by me, so I became angry, and since you are all Miss Wen If this is true, what about generous recognition in front of everyone? "
"You bitch, shut up!"
This sharp voice came not from Wen Qing'er's mouth, but from the mouth of a middle-aged woman who was chubby in a dress and looked more fleshy.
Bai Shan looked up, and across Wen Qing'er, he saw the middle-aged woman, who seemed to be kind, but at that time the eyes stared at him with hatred, and with the bitter appearance, the whole face looked It's a lot.
Of course, since seeing Qian Fengying, Bai Shan's eyes naturally crossed the faces of the other three people beside her.
I saw that each of them was sternly facing each other. Finally, Bai Shan fixed his eyes on the young man who was quite gloomy next to the middle-aged couple. On his face, it looked like wheat-colored skin and that handsome His face and slender body should be regarded as a sunny man in any way. Unfortunately, the somber breath dyed all over the body is like a sky with dark clouds, which is extremely uncomfortable.
With just a glance, Bai Shan took his gaze back from him. The most important thing was that her hand was pinched by a man, and she exerted a little force, and the eyes stared at herself with a trace of tension.
Bai Shan looked up slightly, looking at Shen Mingxin beside him, and then turned his hand to hold him, and clasped his fingers together, showing a very gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes blinked, as if to say, I only think of you.
Wen Qing'er noticed the footsteps behind him, screamed subconsciously, turned around and wanted to find a place to hide, but was quickly caught by a big hand. Wen Qing'er looked up and saw a pair of familiar but sharp eyes.
Xia Zhengjun stared at the woman who was scared like a startled bird with a silver mask covering her half. Indeed, her intact half face had a national attitude.