Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

Half way through this sentence, Yun Qing, who had never spoken, suddenly said coldly, "Yun qianrou, the champion has not been announced. What are you showing off when you stand there for so long?"

Yun qianrou's expression suddenly froze.

The draft that had been prepared for a long time stopped abruptly.

As the audience watched through the clouds, it suddenly occurred to me that the position of this bottle of perfume was only a runner up. The real weight class champion has not been announced yet.

It's just that Yun qianrou won the second place, which shocked everyone so much that he made so much noise that he forgot about it for the time being.

Who knows that Yun qianrou is really showing off.

What a shame!

"Wipe! This shameless woman! Before the champion came out, she stood on the stage and didn't go away. Isn't she shameless

"Yes, it's just a runner up. Maybe Miss Yunqing of our family is the champion!"

"Yun qianrou, you're not embarrassed. The champion didn't say a word. You're the second runner up who was scolded by everyone. Where are you shouting? It's no shame

Cloud thousand soft facial expression array green array white.

She would never have made such a low-level mistake before.

It's all from the clouds!

Cloud tilt!

Yun qianrou hated her and didn't dare to stay any longer. After finishing two sentences in a hurry, she went back to her seat.

The carefully prepared white manuscripts also went to waste.

Yun Qing glanced at her lightly, then took his eyes back and looked at the gate of the meeting. His eyes were pale and empty.

On the stage, the host also reacted quickly and began to complete the scene with high passion.

Lancelot looked at the soft white face of the cloud and suddenly made a noise. "If the champion is me, I will raise doubts about the fragrance of Mrs. Yun Chi Lu in public."

Cloud tilts a head to see the youth nearby one eye, smile next, "thank you, but don't need."

Lancelot shook his head and saw a slight edge in his eyes. "Not for the sake of Miss Yun, you are so fond of the perfume that you should not stain it, and -"

Lancelot's eyes, heavily from the cloud qianrou face slip, "my home court, absolutely not allowed to appear de does not match things!"

Lancelot's opponent has always had only one cloud tilt.

Looking at the young and handsome youth around him, Yun Qing asked in a low voice, "Why are you so determined that" falling in love "must be mine?"

The audience is suspicious because the fact that the other party is a plagiarist has been spread all over the country.

And Lancelot, he obviously didn't know about it before.

But she was very determined that her heart was hers.

Lancelot looked at her with a smile and pointed to his eyes. "Thank my idol, he gave me a pair of eyes that can find beauty."

Cloud tilts one Zheng.

A thought slipped through her heart. She remembered the black perfume that Lancelot handed in and opened her eyes wide. "Do you?"

Lancelot said with a smile, "yes, Miss Yunqing, my idol. His name is ghost."