The evil king trains the concubine: Don't mess with the daughter of the snake and scorpion 42. Chapter 42 Dao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high 4
42. Chapter 42 Dao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high 4
She looked at Xu Changqing pitifully, and silently told her shame about her momentary slip of the tongue. With such a focused and sincere look, even the pain in her arm seemed to be forgotten. Beauty healed her wounds. These words were somewhat true and reliable.
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This woman is still the same as in her previous life, never missing an opportunity to hook up with a man!
At this moment, a flash of ridicule and contempt flashed in Lin Qingran's eyes: I just don't know if this man with a strong heart for gossip will be deceived by such a beauty like Dugu Lin in his previous life?
Lin Qingran turned his eyes to Xu Changqing, but was startled again when he saw the gossip man who was as thick-skinned as the bottom of the pot. At this time, as if he was frightened by something, his face turned pale and he rushed towards Mr. Xu.
In front of her, she pulled his sleeve: "Grandpa, look at her disgusting look..." Her fingers were actually trembling.
Lin Qingran's eyes almost fell out of their sockets. Is this the same naive and thick-skinned gossip boy just now? He looked like an unweaned baby.
However, the identity of the gossip man was also beyond Lin Qingran's expectation. He did not expect that he was actually the grandson of Mr. Xu.
Before Xu Changqing finished speaking, Mr. Xu was like a tiger whose butt was touched. His expression changed on the spot. He grabbed the tea cup on the table and threw it at Lin Qingxi who was trying to show off.
, shouted violently: "Take away your disgusting appearance. I hate you pretentious women the most. Seeing me as a jade tree standing in the wind, with the appearance of a heavenly being, a man of great talent, and the ability to rule the country,
Wu Neng Anguo's grandson made such a disgusting look. Do you think that you can impress him? I tell you, don't have such wishful thinking. My grandson is innocent in nature and hates people like you who like to show off.
Woman, your little trick has been seen through by him a long time ago. Do you think that he is as stupid as you and can be easily deceived by you?"
The more Mr. Xu spoke, the more excited he became. He threw out the tea cup in his hand, and also threw out the fruit plate that greeted him.
It is true that he is an upright person, but dragons have reverse scales. No matter how upright he is, he still has reverse scales that cannot be touched, and his reverse scale is-Xu Changqing.
Xu Changqing's parents died young, and he had given birth to a man with gray hair and a man with black hair. The pain had long been engraved in his bones. For Mr. Xu, who had no son or wife, Xu Changqing was his life.
The choice of Xu Changqing's wife has naturally become the most important thing for him and Mrs. Xu, and those with bad behavior will naturally not be in his eyes.
Not only did Xu Changqing come from a noble family, but he also had outstanding looks. Over the years, there were countless women who had tried their best to get into his bed. Even if they couldn't be wives, they could just be concubines.
However, the men of the Xu family have always been devoted to each other, and so far I have never seen anyone take a concubine. Once she takes a concubine, she will be his wife!
Therefore, many women sacrificed their face and resorted to any means just to get into the Xu family.
Over the years, Mr. Xu had often seen the ugly behavior of those women who were clinging to dragons and clinging to phoenixes, so he was very disgusted with Lin Qingxi's appearance. He immediately said without any shame: "You look so disgusting, and you still want to enter my Xu family."
The door, dream!"
Mr. Xu threw another fruit plate. This time he was very accurate and hit Lin Qingxi's forehead, which was stunned by the scolding. Bloody beads appeared all of a sudden.
New injuries and old injuries, for a while, Lin Qingxi definitely became a patient.
Lin Qingran looked at her bleeding forehead, her eyes narrowed, as if there was a cold light condensing on her.