Chapter 112: The head of the bombardment, the seam of the lightning strike?
This respectful look really hurt Mu Yanli's eyes.
The two of them acted like two hundred and fifty in front of her.
In front of Duan Hengyu, a dead stallion, he behaved like a respectful person.
To put it crudely, he was like an uncle in front of her, but he immediately became a grandson in front of Duan Hengyu.[
This differential treatment is a bit too obvious.
After all, she is half their master...
Duan Hengyu raised his lips slightly and said lazily, "That's all, I'll punish you again when you go back. Now I want to take the princess into the palace..."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards Mu Yanli.
He raised his lips with a hint of evil, revealing a wicked smile, "I didn't know that Lan Yatou had such a pair of wonderful hands."
"The princess is dressed up like this. She has some exquisite curves. She is not as empty and plain as before."
Mu Yanli didn't expect him to say such rogue words in front of his servants.
For a moment, I felt angry and ashamed at the same time.
He always used such words to arouse her anger. Even though she knew he did it on purpose, she still couldn't help but get angry.
When there is anger in my heart, my mouth starts to become vicious.
Who is afraid of whom rather than being vicious in words?
The most powerful thing about her, Mu Yanli, is her mouth. He doesn't even care about his own face. What else should she care about him?
Duan Hengyu, you brought this upon yourself. If the tiger doesn’t show off its power, you really think I’m a sick cat!
She put away the angry look on her face and curled her lips into a smile.
The voice was soft and soft, but every word came out of her mouth very clearly, "My body is empty and flat, not much to look at, but it is better than your bombarded head, Mr. Hou, with a thunderous comb."
It's a good time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of inhalation.
Cannon-blasted heads and cracks struck by lightning?
This...this...this is what I said...
Duan Hengyu was startled and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Princess, do you think my king's hair is not combed well?" [
I don't know if he is angry or not.
There seemed to be no expression on his face, making it difficult for her to guess his emotions at this time.