Allure Demon Concubine: Doting the Crown Six Palaces

Chapter 34 Is there such a beautiful mother?
"You are purebred, right? Then why are you so uneducated? How did your parents teach you?"

I purebred these two words out of my mouth.Huang Yixuan on the side burst out laughing, but for the sake of image, he spread out his fan and kept shaking it to cover up his smile.

I rolled my eyes at him viciously, and yelled at him like a dominatrix: "Why are you laughing? Have you ever seen someone speak humorously? Isn't the antonym of bastard is purebred?"

In fact, this kind of thinking logic seems to be really only my own imagination.

"You go on, you go on." Huang Yiyu knew that he couldn't tell me, and was also worried that I would become angry, so he forced a smile and said.

Hmph, you're smart.

He continued to look at the little kids who caused the accident just now.And they also eased the atmosphere when they saw me saying such things to Huang Yixuan, thinking that I would not do anything to them.

As a result, my face darkened immediately: "Who said they don't want it?"

The little fat man deserved to be the leader. Although he was very scared, he still acted like a leader: "My mother said, let us not get too close to them. They are bastards that no one wants. One day Can't survive in Kyoto."

"Damn, how does your mother tnd teach children?"

"What does tnd mean?" Huang Yixuan tugged at the corner of my clothes.

"Why do I need to tell you?" I pulled back the corner of my clothes, ignored him, and continued to say to the group of children: "Tell your mothers, they are not bastards. They also have mothers, and they are better than yours." Mother is a thousand times more beautiful."

"Is there such a beautiful mother?" The little fat man said innocently.

"Who said no? Do you think I will be thousands of times more beautiful than your mother?" I said, pointing to my nose.

It is true that children are the most straightforward.

And I think there is more than a million times the gap between Leng Yuzi's alluring posture and those Obasang who have given birth to a child and then have a severely deformed body and don't pay much attention to their clothes.

The little fat man nodded like pounding onions.

(End of this chapter)