One Night Bride: Escaped Princess

But relatively, compared to Zheng Qiniang, the girls' rejection of Xiaoya was not so strong.

Xiaoya is relatively low-key and looks sweet and cute.

Unlike Zheng Qiniang, who is too strong and arrogant.

How can anyone marry by force?

If you can only choose one of the two, everyone is more optimistic about Xiaoya.

The little girl's heart was beating fast, she was a little overwhelmed, her little face was flushed like a ripe apple, very attractive.

I feel pity for her timid and shy appearance.

When everyone saw it, the hostility disappeared a lot.

Such a delicate and weak girl is much better than Zheng Qiniang, who is arrogant and unreasonable.

A warm smile overflowed from the corner of Zhuo Ran's mouth, and he was in a good mood.

Mu Jinmo's eyes were red, and she was burning with jealousy, "Enough, Yong'er is mine..."

Once again he is ready to declare sovereignty, which no one can violate.

Hearing what he said, the little girl rolled her eyes angrily, and solemnly warned, "Brother, if you keep talking nonsense, we won't even be able to be brothers and sisters."

She had had enough and didn't want to take it anymore.

Mu Jinmo was obsessed with obsession, "I don't want to be a brother or sister, I just want to..."

Just want to be her man, her husband, the most important person in her life.

The little girl scowled, and said coldly, "Okay, I'll make it right for you, Mr. Mu, you can do it yourself."

She doesn't even call her senior brother anymore, so just be a stranger.

It's a big deal, it's a big deal, and we won't meet again in the future.

As if being struck by lightning, Mu Jinmo's body shook and was greatly stimulated, "Yong'er, don't you cherish our relationship for many years?"

How could this be?

Her eyes are so cold, her voice is so ruthless, and her words are so cold.

Who doesn't cherish it?Xiaoya rose in anger, and scolded unceremoniously, "Master Mu, I hate you, I don't like you at all, I get annoyed when I see you, I hate you, I wish you would go away."

Since he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he can't blame her for not giving face.

Every word of her pierced into his heart like a sharp arrow, dripping with blood, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

"Yong'er, why are you treating me like this? My heart for you is as clear as the sun and the moon..."

The little girl interrupted him impatiently, "Come on, don't be hypocritical, let me lose my appetite, Mr. Mu, from now on, we will return to the road, and the bridge will return to the bridge. Even if we meet on the road, we will treat it as if we don't know each other."

His performance today made her very disappointed, and she no longer had any scruples.

Mu Jinmo's heart ached like a twist, and overwhelming despair followed, "Yong'er, how can you say such a thing? Do you know how hurtful it is? How painful is my heart?"

The little girl looked at each other coldly, and said flatly, "If you hurt, you will get used to it, and you will become numb after getting used to it."

Mu Jinmo's body swayed, his face turned pale, and he couldn't believe that this was the girl he watched growing up.

He stretched out his hand, with a sad expression on his face, "Yong'er."

In my impression, she is sweet and lovely, with a soft heart and a thin face. She is an innocent and lovely girl.

But now she is watching with cold eyes, her tone is as cold as snow, her words are sharp and hurtful, is she... still his beloved?

Zhuo Ran took a step forward and blocked his way, "Enough, Mr. Mu, if you are a man, stop stalking and make me look down on you."

Mu Jinmo's face turned pale with anger, as if she had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, her pain was unspeakable.

How did he and she come to this point?

Zheng Qiniang went crazy with jealousy, how did this dead girl surnamed Bai get so much favor?

She said bitterly, "Zhuo Ran, she has ambiguity with other men, you are a big man, don't you even mind these things?"