Chapter 1770: Respectful kneeling

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
One day, she will personally understand the woman. If she can't get it, he doesn't want to be with her. Don't think about it.
Thinking about it, Nanhe suddenly lifted the skirt and slammed it down. The sharp squat was slightly lifted, and the look in the middle of the scorpion restored the glory of the past. "There is nothing wrong with the Lord, all of them are recognized. The law is punished, and Nanhe is willing to accept the penalty."
Yubei City did not answer immediately, and a pair of eyes were particularly deep and deep, and they could not see what they thought. It was extremely unfathomable.
"I said Beicheng brother, such a beautiful woman, how can you bear to punish her, if it is me, I am afraid that it is reluctant." When the house was silent, a clear and laughing voice came in from outside the house.
When I look up, I see that Hua Qian Liu is walking slowly and slowly in the house with a slow lazy pace. The face is full of laughter, and the folding fan in the hand is also gently swaying, as if it is a white face of a walking tour. The son is generally.
The brow furrow of Wubei City’s brows was invisible, and looked up at him.
How come you?

At the moment, the ink is still in the government, and it is not appropriate to spend thousands of flowers at this time.
"Do not worry, no one is seeing me. The martial arts of this son is not at ease?" Hua Qianliu's mood was unaffected, and he sat down beside him leisurely.
"Beicheng brothers, Nanhe Xiaomei people are infatuated with you. If you write iron trees and refuse to accept them, how can you be punished now? Seeing the face of this son is lighter."
Although the tone is still careless, but the heart of the city is also clear, he is afraid that he is angry, killing the South Crane, a bad move.
The southern cranes are on the ground, neither asking for mercy nor reconciliation, but the ironic color in the low-browed eyebrows is exceptionally clear, but no one is visible.
Hua Qianliu looked at Nanhe and looked at the expressionless Beibei City. When they saw the two people, they didn’t open their mouths. They said, "There is a mistake in the South Crane. In the end, it’s still yours. The penalty is heavy, but it’s not Well, in any case, this son is to protect this beauty today."
This is what I said, but I don’t see the slightest pity in my heart.
"I have my own size." Yubei City did not look at him, and his look was deep and unpredictable. "Nanhe murdered his mother, and his sins are in vain. He will not be severely punished in the past, and you will go to take a hundred whip."
"One hundred whip, I am afraid that it is difficult to protect a small life, Beicheng brother, according to my opinion, it is still lower, it is better than eighty?" Hua Qian Liu saw, can not help but fold the fan, continue to plead, like a smiling fox eyes slightly On the pick, there was only apathy and no mercy.
Yubei City is also half-moving and no, the voice is cold and without any emotions. "The people you are waiting for are not very dedicated, and you should change it, Mo Ling."
As soon as the voice fell, Mo Ling emerged from the darkness, kneeling down on one knee, "What is the command on the Lord."
Qibei City looked at Mo Ling sideways and continued to express his expressionless face. "Send someone to pick up a few in the East Pavilion and say that the people around Nanhe are not able to serve, and the close-ups need to be replaced."

So, she is going to monitor her.
The Nanhe hangs down on the corner of the skirt, tightly clasping the skirt, and forcefully whiten between the fingers.
After all, it is not to protect the woman. The Lord is really attentive to her, and she is a person who can be disposed of at will, and who is dispensable, is really ironic.