The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

The expression on Aunt Hua's face froze, she always felt that today's events were a bit weird, just like a daughter who behaved strangely, full of loving mother's feelings, at this moment suddenly a basin of cold water was poured from head to foot, it was indescribably desolate and cold, I thought to myself.

She kept an eye out, persuaded Lin Xiangye to stay outside the door in a good voice, went to the door by herself and knocked a few times, and said softly: "Xi'er, what's wrong with you? Tell Auntie quickly... ..."

"Go away, everyone go away..." Lin Qingxi's cry came from inside, very shrill, like a trapped animal.

Aunt Hua's heart ached, and the mother and daughter were united. In Lin Qingxi's crying, she heard fear and despair.

Regardless of anything, Aunt Hua slapped the door loudly: "Xi'er, open the door quickly, Auntie is here, what's the matter, tell Auntie, Auntie will help you vent your anger! Did someone bully you, you Tell mother..." At the end of the rush, he had no sense of propriety and called himself mother.

Although Lin Xiangye was not as nervous as Aunt Hua, he could still hear the panic and misery in Lin Qingxi's voice. After all, it was his daughter who had loved her for so many years. At this moment, his heart ached, and he walked behind Aunt Hua, Said in a deep voice: "Xi'er, open the door quickly, father is here, whoever wronged you, you tell father..."

"Go away, you all go away..." But no matter what Lin Xiangye and Aunt Hua said, no matter how coaxed, Lin Qingxi only had this sentence.

Lin Xiangye's patience was gradually exhausted, and he ordered the thick woman beside him to knock on the door with a dark face. He wanted to see what happened to make his daughter cry so heartbreakingly.

Aunt Hua was also worried that something would happen to Lin Qingxi, she didn't make a sound to stop it, a wooden peg was knocked away by the thick woman in two or three hits, Aunt Hua rushed in first, but the scene caught her eyes, It made her feel at a loss, but she also had a faint smile - Lin Qingxi was buried in the quilt like an ostrich.

"Get out...get out for me..." Lin Qingxi's annoyed voice came out from under the quilt.

Aunt Hua walked to the bed, reached out to pull the brocade quilt, and persuaded: "Xi'er, your father has come to see you."

But what I got was still Lin Qingxi's chasing voice.

No matter how spoiled a daughter is, she can't be so spoiled!

Lin Xiangye frowned, stepped forward and lifted the brocade quilt violently.

"Ah!" There was a sudden exclamation, and everyone was stunned, gasping in surprise one after another.

On the bed, the pure white girl hugged her knees tightly, buried her face deep in her arms, her whole body was trembling constantly, her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, her upper body was neatly dressed, The lower body is not covered.

Lin Xiangye grabbed the brocade quilt, and was stunned for a while, and became at a loss. After a while, his old face flushed, as if the quilt was stained with poisonous juice, and he threw it down, headless and shameless. Covering it lightly, Hula turned around and yelled angrily at the wide-eyed servants behind him: "Everything you look at, get out of here." He was the first to get out.

The servants left the room one after another as if waking up from a dream.

Qiao Yu also lowered her head, and retreated hastily like a surprised servant, but her face was drooping, her eyes were calm, and there was no trace of surprise.

She smiled softly and silently, and for some reason, there was a gloomy look on her delicate face.

It's time for Second Miss to taste the taste of her reputation.