As soon as this last trump card came out, Ye Wuxia was completely out of luck. Although she had an affair with Ye Dongli two years ago, after she met Feng Yiying at the martial arts competition, her heart was completely devoted to him.
She tried every means to break off the relationship with Ye Dongli. She was bent on seducing Feng Yiying under her pomegranate skirt. Counting in total, she had not been with a man for several months. If the palm torture mama
If she really comes, then she will be embarrassed even more! Her face turned green and white, she took a few steps back, and suddenly smiled miserably and said: "Prince Yi, it turns out that you never believe me, so you just
You asked me to bring a token to Prince Yi's Mansion, but you refused to write a letter to explain my life experience. You must also know that they will check my body. You arranged all this, right?" I hate you! I hate it.
You!" Feng Yiying sighed: "The reason why I arranged for you to come to Prince Yi's Mansion is because I'm not very sure after all. If I really broke your body, I will be responsible." Ye Wuxia will never be here again.
Unable to stay any longer, she glanced at everyone in the hall with resentful eyes, and said viciously: "Feng Yiying, you will regret it, huh, everyone present, you will regret it!" She stumbled and rushed, hiding her face.
He Yanmo frowned slightly and said, "This woman seems to be very evil. How is she going to take revenge?" Feng Yiying said calmly: "I wanted to save face for her, but it's a pity that she didn't see the coffin.
I have no choice but to shed tears." He Yanmo yawned nonchalantly, and suddenly asked: "Let me ask you again, have you found my goddaughter?" Yi Qingchen was startled. Although
He knew clearly that He Yanmo would not recognize his appearance at this time, but he still felt guilty and lowered his head slightly. Feng Yiying glanced at an ostrich lightly and smiled: "You still ask your goddaughter? Are you not afraid of Long Live Lord?"
Do you want to kill your dog head?" He Yanmo slapped his head, a trace of depression flashed across his handsome face, and said: "Long live the Lord, you won't kill me, but I also took a beating from my concubine and sister.
He scolded me! He said that I can't even look at a woman. I'm still depressed until now. I'm just wondering, I was so defensive, how did she slip away and run away? "