A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

The young masters and ladies around all looked at this extremely beautiful man in amazement, seeing that his charming face was flushed and then white, his eyes were hot and full of resentment, as if he wanted to swallow the girl in front of him alive. He stood there again motionless, as if frozen.

Ah, no wonder the woman said that there is something wrong with this guy's brain. I'm afraid he will fall ill again at this moment.

"Girl, hurry up and ask someone to take your younger sister home for treatment. I'll see, I'm afraid she's already had an attack." Someone at the side tried to persuade her.

"Yes, girl, don't let her disturb the royal event. There are many foreign guests here. The crown prince and the princes of the palace will also come later. Don't spoil everyone's happiness."

Ye Qianyu, who was molested instead of being molested, wanted to die at this moment. He clearly knew that his companion in the pavilion was right in front of him, but no one came to rescue him. He was really heartless.

The princes and grandsons of the Great Chu King in the pavilion first saw Ye Xingyu flirting with the plain-clothed woman, but unexpectedly, the plain-clothed woman took Ye Qianyu's army calmly and calmly. That woman really wanted to touch Ye Qianyu's throat, and stared so hard that her eyes almost fell out of the window. Is this still a lady from Dazhou?

Even Da Chu, who is weathered and open, would not have a woman who would dare to touch a stranger's throat in broad daylight. Well, this woman is too...too tough.

Ye Qianjin, who was leaning lazily on the pillar of the pavilion, had a rare flash of interest in his dark blue glazed eyes. When his eyes moved slightly, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Qian Yu seemed to be following the woman's way.

His heart sank immediately, and he walked out of the pavilion. Zhuo Qing didn't see the problem, so he teased him with a smile: "Qianjin, what are you going to do? Qianyu is enjoying himself, you don't even move if you don't see him." Would you like to move?"

With a flick of Ye Qianjin's robe, Ye Qianyu flew on her body, and with a folding fan in her hand, she slashed at An Xiaoqing like a sharp knife.

All this happened so suddenly, An Xiaoqing didn't expect that the shameless man would have an accomplice, and she didn't have any martial arts skills, so the paper fan rushed straight to her neck with a cold force, she was horrified, and she was powerless to resist , even unable to dodge.

There was nothing An Xiaoqing could do except close her eyes and wait for death.

Seeing that the side of the fan was about to cut through An Xiaoqing's white neck like jade, a white gauze curled towards Ye Qianjin like a snake. As the attack came, Ye Qianjinjun's face sank, and he fought back to save himself, the folding fan in his hand whirled like wind leaves, and tangled with the Bai Lian.

Both kinds of weapons are extremely rare, and they are dazzling when they are in motion.

An Xiaoqing narrowly escaped death, hurriedly took a step back, and left the battle group. Just as she took a breath, someone grabbed her waist, and then flew up, leaving the place just a foot away before falling down.

There was a faint smell of grass in her nose, and someone's strong and powerful chest was close to her ear. An Xiaoqing felt the joy and peace of mind of the rest of her life after a catastrophe. man wrestling.

The man froze, and cursed in a hoarse voice: "Be honest."

An Xiaoqing smiled lightly, and looked up at a man with a gloomy face who was about to storm. She was too lazy to care about the extremely dangerous fight in front of her, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the thin beads of sweat from the man's forehead , laughed:

"Chu Yunxi, can't you beat him? Why are you sweating?"

Chu Yunxi lowered his eyes and stared at her fiercely, his plump lips were drawn into a line. It could be seen that he was very angry now, but a certain woman who didn't know how to live or die didn't know it, and was still teasing him.