12 [There are countless scumbags in the Jiang family]
It was getting late, and I didn't have the heart to watch the magic show, so I took Sanyuan and took the first step. As soon as I left, the love-struck man couldn't sit still anymore and left too.
I glanced at him and said, "Mr. Jiang has gained a lot today."
But he pretended that he had not heard my question, and said to me happily: "Hey, what a coincidence, the princess is also going back to her hometown. We are all traveling together, so why not go together?"
"not good."
He laughed and followed me, taking my rejection as nothing...
Forget it, generosity is my character, and the road is not paved by me, so he can go whatever way he likes.
When they all reached the Dingqing Bridge, there was a noise from Xiaoyao Pavilion - "Jiang Benyu, come out! Jiang Benyu!!"
We stopped and looked back, and when we looked over there, we only saw the back of a slim woman in red. She was pointing at the window of Xiaoyao Pavilion with her head held high and her hands on her hips, shouting: "Jiang Benyu, you bastard, bastard, and heartless man! I curse you to never lose your place for the rest of your life."
Love is lonely and you will never die a good death!!!" The voice was shrill and shrill, like a cuckoo crying for blood.
The girl was gradually surrounded by people who didn't know the truth.
"It's so lively over there. Who is she scolding?" I raised the corner of my mouth and approached Jiang Huai, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, surname is Jiang, do you know him? By the way, you Jiang family are really scumbags.
,Right?"
Of course, I won't let go of any reason that can give him a good laugh.
After listening to my words, the magic stick quietly turned his eyes, looked at me faintly, moved his lips, "I am a fool, it's my word."
"..." I twitched the corner of my eye and said with conscience, I really don't know what his facial expression is. I never pay that much attention to him.
But the magic stick was still staring at me, and his beautiful thin lips slowly curved into an evil arc. I walked two steps away from him and said, "You can hold grudges, but I will not take back my words."
He shrugged, put on an indifferent look and said to me: "'To die alone' and 'to die a good death' are contradictory. Death of old age is already the best way to die. I just don't love her and have no education."
"..." I was enveloped by a deep sense of powerlessness. Why are there people like Jiang Huai in the world who are as thick-skinned as the city wall? It must be because I have seen too little of the world, it must be so.
Sanyuan suppressed a smile and said, "Princess, Master Jiang is really funny."
It seems that I have neglected to discipline my servants on weekdays. When I return home, I will give them a warning: Don’t treat the magician as an adult, and don’t treat the sick as humor!
…
When we arrived at the gate of the palace, Jiang Huai stretched out an arm to stop me. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed his hair red, making his expression seem to be mixed with a bit of coquettishness. He just kept looking at me with such coquettishness without saying a word.
Others may not know what's going on with Jiang Huai's expression of stepping on chicken shit, but I know with my knees that it must be the time for this magic stick to show off.
Sure enough, he said: "Princess, you were speechless all the way, but because those women all admire me, are you feeling sad?"
Most people can't figure out the brain of the magic stick. Obviously, I am not an ordinary person. I see him too clearly, so no matter how beautiful the ivory spits out of his mouth, I don't care to look at it.
I replied to him: "It's not sour, I'm just a little worried. There are so many fools nowadays, and you are obviously not enough as a magic stick."
Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes, and a trace of seriousness flashed across his usually cheerful and serious face, but in just a moment, he returned to his usual coquettishness, "My dear, when will you get rid of your problem of only expressing your intentions when speaking?"
?If you are willing to follow your heart, you may be more lovable~"
I replied to him with an unusually gentle word: "Get out."
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