"Do you mind?" He raised his eyebrows, but his expression clearly showed that his words were insincere.
"I mind!" Lu Qingqing said coldly, and then turned around: "But I have always been generous, so I won't argue with you anymore! You can leave if it's okay, I'm going to bed!"
To deal with such people, it's best to just turn a blind eye and give them a little color, and they'll probably open a dyeing workshop directly.
"The purpose of my coming is to take you away." He smiled, with no intention of getting up and leaving.
"Take me away?" When Lu Qingqing heard this, she raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Who do you think you are? Take me away. Why does this sound so ridiculous?"
"I am the National Preceptor of the Witch Clan, and you are the new Saint of the Witch Clan. I have the right and the obligation to take you away!" Lu Zhu said with a gentle smile, looking as arrogant as she could be.
There are as many sluts as there are sluts.
Especially when he knotted the wound bandage into a butterfly shape.
Lu Qingqing really couldn't help but laugh.
Isn't this guy a half-human demon?
Like this?
"Saint? National Preceptor? Witch Clan? I don't understand what you are saying, and I don't want to understand what you are talking about. However, I am not a saint. You have found the wrong person. I am just the daughter of the Minister of Baili State Road. Then
In four days, she will be the Seventh Princess of Baili Kingdom! As for the kind of saint you are looking for, I’m sorry, you found the wrong person, please look elsewhere!”
She is not interested in the saint at all.
"Seventh Princess?" When Lu Zhu heard this, a coldness flashed across his eyes, and then he smiled faintly: "You can't marry Baili Fenghua!"
"It's ridiculous, who do you think you are? If you say you can't marry, then you can't marry!" When Lu Qingqing heard this, she couldn't help but smile, and she glanced at the green bamboo in front of her.
Did he think this was a witch tribe?
Don't say that this is not the Witch Clan, even if it is the Witch Clan, she, Lu Qingqing, will not have the turn to arrange things for her.
She can marry if she wants! Even gods and demons will not stop her!
"I told you, I am the national master of the Witch Clan!" He said with a faint smile, looking as if he was so angry that he would not pay for his life.
The more he came into contact with Lu Qingqing, the more he realized that he really couldn't let go of such a 'rare' saint.
She successfully aroused his interest.
He has never met such an interesting woman since he became the national master of the Wu clan. Didn't that woman wrap around him like butterflies when she met him?
Although those women had their own beauty, to be honest, he always felt that they were all the same. Apart from meeting his physiological needs, he really didn't feel much about them.
But towards Lu Qingqing, he had a primitive impulse. This kind of impulse had not happened for a long time. It was very fresh and exciting, just like a horse trainer encountering a good horse that is difficult to tame but pure blood. He was just waiting for this.
The process of taming.
"The National Master of the Wu Clan? What is the National Master of the Wu Clan?" she said contemptuously, glaring at him coldly.
As for Lu Qingqing's contempt, Lu Zhu obviously didn't care. She still wore her calm and calm smile, gracefully picked up the torn skirt and began to wipe the blood on the table.
"I'll give you two choices. You can choose to break off the engagement in your own way, or break off the engagement in my way. Of course, I have to tell you my way first..."
When he said this, he smiled and looked confident, as if he was sure that Lu Qingqing would definitely agree to his request after hearing this.
Lu Qingqing was curious, where did his confidence come from?
