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Chapter 745 : Mo Qingcheng's Life Experience

"It turns out that you fell in love with He Yunyan at first sight..."

Ye Xuanji endured it for a while, endured it for a while, and finally said this in a sour tone./www

"Idiot, I'm just a little curious as to why Mo Yuncong's concubine appeared in that tomb, so I just want to see the truth."

Mo Qingcheng hit her on the head again.[

"So, I took advantage of He Yunyan to save my life."

Ye Xuanji glared at him: "It turns out that everything about me has been planned by you for a long time. But you have always kept calm and teased me by pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger... Humph, you are the most sinister man I have ever seen in my life.

!How could I be so unlucky to provoke you?"

Mo Qingcheng smiled and hugged her tightly: "Maybe this is fate. I am not easily tempted, but I just fell in love with you."

"Hmph, your little mouth is like honey. Who knows if you are sincere...I am still like Su Shaner now. You talk to me about love, and I always feel like you are talking to her."

"Idiot, of course I mean it sincerely. It's truer than gold. Don't forget, it's you who share the joys and sorrows with me, you're the one who got married to me, and you're the one who got married to me..."

Mo Qingcheng tapped her pretty nose.

After saying these words, Ye Xuanji's pretty face turned red again.

She bit his finger and said, "How dare you say that! You said you never force anyone, but you forced me when I hated you. Do you know how much I hated you at that time?"

酩訾樾丨騾樾丨権樾渾樾権訾権樾権騾樾権騾樾悾権樾樾樨樨訾

Mo Qingcheng hugged her tightly and sighed: "I can't help it. The prince wants to kill you. Although I used this trick to rescue you and let you pretend to be Su Shaner, Su Shaner's father is the prince's.

Man, the prince smeared palace-gating poison on Su Shan’s arm. If she didn’t lose her virginity that night, her blood would flow backwards and die. In order for you to pretend to be her, I smeared palace-gating sand on your arm.

.訩訾丨訾举丨騾樾渨権樾樾丨権訾丨騨樾 Dusty訾権訾thrashing訾丨騨樾thrashing樾thrashing騩訾


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