After a while of fighting, Xing Lian narrowed his eyes and signaled that the two guys could calm down. Then he slowly walked into the kitchen and pushed open the door of the woodshed.

The dirty and messy place like Lang Fei suddenly moved in, and it was like a makeover. Not only was there no firewood in the whole house, but it was even clean like a guest room.

As a woodshed, the woodshed in Qiao Mansion is really a strange place.

Xing Lian walked into the room, looked around, and then looked at the beautiful woman sitting next to the window.

"Er Niang." She called out sweetly and sat at the table calmly. "Er Niang is here alone, Xing'er was worried about it very much. Today, she finally had time to come and take a look. I don't know that Er Niang's two two

God, can everything be fine?”

She is the so-called lying with her eyes open.

It was clearly two days ago that she insisted that Lang Fei gave her the black wooden box and framed her seriously, but now she looks like she is filial to her daughter. The smile on her face should be as sincere as she is.

How sincere I read it if I don’t know, and I thought it was my own daughter.

Lang Fei turned around and looked at her, a little hatred flashed in her eyes, but she immediately turned around, obviously not wanting to pay attention to her.

But Qiao Xinglian was not angry. He slowly raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, put it on his nose and smelled it, and pushed it away, "What a good tea. It's rare that there are also golden elixirs in places like woodshed.

The tea made." After a pause, she said again: "But, Xing'er thinks that since Er Niang is thinking about her mistakes, she has to pretend to be like a little bit in terms of face? So, the servants will criticize her...

…”

Lang Fei had already hated her to the extreme. At this time, she had tried hard to restrain herself without fighting her. She was afraid that as soon as she spoke, the words of this dead girl would piss her off to death, so she simply continued to remain silent.

, just stared at her fiercely.

Lang Fei didn't speak, Xing Lian didn't mind, she touched the glass lamp, jasper cup and purple clay teapot on the table, as if she was studying treasures, but suddenly, she tried her best and suddenly put the table on it.

All the utensils on it were swung away and hit the ground directly. They broke into pieces after a few "bang" sounds.

"Qiao Xinglian!"

Lang Fei was shocked and suddenly stood up, "You are so brave!"

"Don't be angry with Er Niang." Xing Lian was still smiling, and the mysterious spiritual power in his hand shone with his sleeves, smashing all the precious utensils in the room, "Xing'er is setting up for Er Niang.

As for the image, how can such luxurious decorations be called a woodshed?"

"Stop!" Looking at the porcelain vase in front of her with pain, the original works of the celebrity were destroyed in her hands bit by bit. Lang Fei could no longer bear it, and rushed forward to stop Xinglian and destroy it wantonly.

hand.

"Er Niang, what are you doing!" Xing Lian flashed sideways, pretending to be surprised, "Don't Er Niang want to be tired of Xing'er?"

"You, you little girl, you...I must kill you..."

"Ah..." Xing Lian screamed strangely, avoiding her and rushing to the soft bed beside her, jumping up, stepping on the soft quilt, "Er Niang felt sorry for Xing'er and said yes,

Then, Xing'er won't do it anymore..."

After saying that, she clapped her palms, and a blue light immediately appeared beside her. Then, a giant bird as big as a carriage appeared in front of her. Without Xinglian's instructions, she waved her wings and slammed a slam by the bed.
Chapter completed!