An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 389 Tell me, how to play? (2)

Said Xie Xi Xiaodai, he was really dumb, he didn't learn from experience at all, and he was fooled again. He raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and looked desperately at the blue sky and white clouds, looking for where the "handsome machine" is .Resisting the urge to burst out laughing, I stretched out my claws at lightning speed, and forcibly tore Xie Xixiao off the horse who was not on guard at all. , and got on his horse.

Xie Xi Xiao Leng was torn off the horse by me and fell to the ground. He didn't know what happened, so he rolled over on the ground twice, yelling "Wow".

Everyone also stared at me dumbfounded.

On the other hand, Wu Erlang reacted quickly and understood what was going on. He pointed at me and laughed loudly: "My God, Concubine Shu! What is your trick? Not only is the soldier not tired of deceit, but also ruthless enough, the real speed is as fast as lightning!" I admire you! Admire!"

Then Wu Sanlang also reacted, he leaned on his horse and laughed wildly, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

The crowd also laughed.

Xie Xixiao got up from the ground, his face was flushed, he was so angry that he couldn't get any more angry, because he was too angry, he spoke without thinking, and yelled: "Ms. Concubine Shu, you, you, you are so shameless! Man! Man, why are you always being so sneaky? Always playing tricks to harm people!"

I was riding on the horse, and it was my turn to look down at him, giggling: "I'm not a man, okay?"

Xie Xixiao blinked, immediately corrected his mistakes, and then yelled again: "Ms. Concubine Shu, you, you, you are so shameless! Women are small, small—" He paused, probably racking his brains to think , what is the antonym of "manly man"?Is it "a woman's little wife"?However, to say that I am a "woman's little wife" is not only not fluent, but also very appropriate, because I am not his little wife, but Emperor Wu Dalang's little wife.Xie Xi hesitated for a while, probably still couldn't think of how to describe it, so he could only say: "Women are small, small, small or something, why are they always so sneaky? Always playing tricks to hurt people?"

I quarreled with him: "What are you sneaking around? Always playing tricks to harm people? This is called a soldier who is not tired of deceit, understand?" I said again: "Didn't you say that you don't play polo with women? So I am a small woman. Little, little one or something, I will tear you off the horse, let you go, let me play with them."

(End of this chapter)