Chapter 458: Professional pit for a hundred years

Chapter 458 Professional Pit 100 Years
"Even if the greens are intact, we can't make Qin Yuyan better." Du's sharp eyes have a chilly glare.
Murong Xue blinks his eyes, this is the rhythm of turning against hatred!
Du Shi, Mu Rongrou on Qin Yuyan! It is estimated that soon after, there will be a good show...
In the small courtyard, Qin Yu smoked in the arms of Jing Lao Wang, and shivered: "Aunt, I am so scared..."
"Don't be afraid, Aunt will protect you!" Jing Lao Wang patted her back and softly comforted.
"Although I am a Princess of Mobei, I can have no roots and no roots in Qingyan. I am seriously injured. My eyes are blind. Others have bullied me. I don't know who they are. If my aunt wants to protect me, I must guard every day. I am..." Qin Yuyan laughed at Yingying’s jokes.
Jing Lao Wang Xiao smiled and said, "The aunt is willing to guard you every day, protect you, and is willing to give you a high status, so that others will not dare to bully you..."
Qin Yuyan eye micro-coagulation: "Really?"
Jing Lao Wang’s key point:
Of course it is true, when the aunt fooled you!

"Thank you aunt." Qin Yu's mouth curled up with a shallow smile, Guanghua, shining people's eyes.
Jing Lao Wang’s mood is also getting better:
You’re welcome, but this noble status is a bit tricky, you have to follow the arrangement of your aunt!

"Well, my aunt told me what to do, I will do it!" Qin Yuyan focused on the head and smiled.
"It's a good boy!" Jing Lao Wang also showed a little smile at the bottom, gently stroking the soft and smooth ink of Qin Yuyan, and the darkness of the scorpion flashed a touch of firmness that had never been seen before.
The night dust returned to the room, holding the teapot and pouring a cup of tea, slowly drinking, tea brown tea on the lips, reflecting his cool lips more and more moist.
In front of his eyes, Murong Xue’s bright face appeared, but his mind suddenly came a stun. The night was so shocked that he rushed to resist the power. He didn’t want to, and the internal force reached his head, just like the stone sinking into the sea, and it didn’t work.
His head became more and more dizzy, and he became more and more dizzy. Before the consciousness dissipated, he saw the love of Jing Lao Wang, a firm smile...
The sun gradually rose, Murong Xue basking in the warm sun, stepping on the pebbles, holding the small stove, slowly moving forward, a dark guard suddenly appeared, holding a small donkey in hand, handed it to Murong Xue: " Murong girl, this is what Jing Wangye gave you!"
The little scorpion is a rosewood, with a hollow pattern engraved on it, which is full of prosperity and excitement. Murong Xue sees a slight frown: "What is inside?"
The dark guard eyes sank and the low voice: "Fire lotus seeds."
Murong Xue's bright face is slightly gloomy, such a big scorpion, which contains at least a hundred fire lotus seeds. The night scent is really willing. Unfortunately, she no longer needs it: "You bring it back, by the way, tell the night scent , his gift, I am not rare, don't send it again in the future."
Dark-faced and frowning, Shen Sheng: "Wang Ye deliberately, must send the gift to Murong girl, and please accept Murong girl!"
"I don't accept it!" Murong Xue said a word, and refused to politely.
"Murong girl forgive me!" said the low guard, and quickly smashed the scorpion into the hand of Murong Xue. His body shape turned and disappeared into the transparent air.
The slight wind broke away quickly, and Murong Xue’s beautiful face was gloomy and terrible. In the air, he screamed:
You bring me back.

Quietly around, answering her in addition to silence, still quiet.
Murong Xue was angry and grabbed the scorpion. He went to the ground and watched the scorpion fall to the ground. She remembered that if she smashed the scorpion, she would not accept the gift.
The gift of the night scent, she is not rare at all, he dare to force it over, she will force it back!
Murong Xue glanced at the box and took the box and walked quickly toward the direction of the night.
Night Yichen lives in Jingyuan, and the terrain is wide. The gallery is decorated with luxurious decoration, which is no worse than Wangfu’s house!
There was no guard outside Jingjing, and Murong Xue walked in unimpeded and went straight to the bedroom where the night was dusty.
"Night Dust, Night Dust..." Murong Xue didn't call for a good breath. A breeze blew, the man's low voice, the woman's low voice came into the ear with the wind, Murong Xue's footsteps stunned. .
Looking around, I saw the flowers and plants, the mountains and the vines, and the vines were hidden. It was the Jingyuan where the night was in the dust. She did not go to the wrong place. It was just that, in the blue sky, how could there be such a quiet movement in Jingyuan?
Did she hear it wrong?
Murong Xue was calm and calm, listening carefully, the man's rough breathing, the woman's low-pitched voice became more and more obvious, and the faint still swayed the little bed.
The voice seems to have come from the main room, and the people living in the main room are...
"You come to find the dust." The indifferent female voice suddenly sounded. It was Jing Lao Wang’s hand holding a sly hand. The money came over. The gorgeous Huasheng swayed with her movement, which made her more and more sad. Luxury.
Murong Xue is not salty and not light.
"Yi Chen is busy, I don't care about you." Jing Lao Wang smiled slightly, and glanced at the closed main room door, and his eyebrows were proud.
Murong disapproved: "It doesn't matter, I just came to pay him back, I can't see him. It's the same for Jing Lao Wang to accept things on his behalf."
Murong Xue handed the little donkey in his hand to a donkey. The calm face, the crisp and neat movement, looked at Jing Lao Wang’s face: "You are not curious what the dust is doing?"
"What does he do, is it related to me?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at Jing Wang, and his eyes were full of scorn.
Jing Lao Wang Hao looked at Murong Xue for a moment, and the bottom of the flash flashed a touch of coldness. For a long while, he said: "It really has nothing to do, but you should be able to guess what the dust is doing?"
"Strongly strong!" Murong Xue casually perfunctory.
"From now on, Yi Chen is a family person, please don't bother him." Jing Lao Wang looked at Murong Xue, a word.
"Jing Lao Wang Shuo assured, even if Jing Wang came to me, I did not bother to pay attention to him, time is not early, I am gone, do not bother you ... listen to the room."! Murong Xue said casually, and was about to turn and leave. He only heard the sound of ‘砰’, the window of the closed main courtyard was smashed, and a figure flew out of the house and fell heavily on the hard ground...
Murong Xue looked down and saw that Qin Yuyan’s eyes were closed. The side of the naked fruit was lying in the window debris. The bare skin was stained with bruises and bruises. The wound on the back was cracked due to strenuous exercise. Open, Yinhong's blood seeps out of the wound, flowing down the skin...
(End of this chapter)