Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

"Then—do I want to thank the princess for her generosity?"

The mocking smile on Nie Liuxi's face became even heavier.

Bi Dongliu froze.

Before she had time to speak again, Nie Liuxi continued, "However, I don't dare to be her. She is a princess, and I am a peasant. She was brought back by you in a big red sedan chair with three matchmakers and six certificates. As for me, I am alone. Eloped...how can we be equal?"

Bitongliu seemed to have been slapped again, his face was hot. [

He couldn't say a word, his face was flushed, his chest heaved violently, and the frequency of breathing was very rapid.

Feng Lingyan was almost worried that he would lose his breath and collapse in the yard.

Well, he seems to have promised Nie Liuxi that he would give her a grand wedding,

The current wedding is indeed very grand, very grand, but it is for other women.

His lips fluttered several times, and finally he spoke again: "Luxi, I—I can give you a wedding, a grand wedding..."

His last words ended in Nie Liuxi's mocking smile.

Nie Liuxi seemed to have heard an incredible joke.

He watched her smile, her lips curved into a beautiful arc.

There is a lot of playfulness on the corner of the mouth: "Will it be bigger than this?"

With one word out, everyone changed color.

Even the princess who stood dignifiedly in the hall without saying a word clenched her fists quietly.

Feng Lingyan felt that this sentence was very powerful.

Who dares to have a wedding comparable to that of a princess?

Unless you die!

Feng Lingyan looked at Bi Dongliu with viciousness, at this moment, she liked to see him deflated.

So cool!

From her point of view, Bi Dongliu's expression at this moment was often gray and tangled.

It made her wonder, if a hole suddenly opened in the ground at this time, would he just get in?