The Seventh Bride of President

Min Huizhu took a few deep breaths, forced herself to calm down and suppressed her anger: "you are so obsessed with Zhuang Xiaoyu, what has she done for you? What do you get?

Is it difficult for Zhuang huaisen to recognize you with your humble status?

What's the difference between a man without power and a maggot on the ground?

If you were high up that day, how could you be humiliated by that kind of cheap seed born by your aunt? "

Qin Wuyan holds the bamboo flute, the back of his hand is blue, the masseter muscles of his side face stretch out a beautiful arc, and his eyes seem to be frozen.

Min Huizhu made a circle around Qin Wuyan: "Qin Wuyan, I grew up in this power. If you want everything you want, you have no choice but to climb high."

Min Huizhu leaned into his arms: "I'm a saint and the most respected young lady of Min family. You stay with me. I will send you to the top seat. How about that?"

Qin Wuyan dropped his hands on both sides of his body, looked at the soft snake like woman, and sneered: "even if I didn't get a cut, I knew the price of cooperation.

What do I need to pay to help me get to the top? "

Min Huizhu put her arms around his neck and put her lips together: "how about marrying me?"

"No way." Qin Wuyan turned his face, "my only wife in my life is Zhuang Xiaoyu."

Min Huizhu flashed a cold light at the bottom of her eyes, "you're quite infatuated, but the more infatuated you are, the more I want to get you."

Min Huizhu's enchanting smile, the breath is ambiguous: "since you don't want to marry me, it's not as good as you can satisfy me physically."

Qin Wuyan pushed the posted min Huizhu away: "I'm a prostitute and I don't know how to be honest."

With that, he raised his foot and walked in the direction of the priesthood.

Min Huizhu was almost pushed to the ground by Qin Wuyan. She stepped back for a long time before she could stand still. When she saw Qin Wuyan going to the priest's palace, she was so angry that she said: "Qin Wuyan, you will regret it!

One day, you'll come and beg for the virgin

Min Huizhu thought for a moment, and then went to the back yard of the priest's palace to meet Zhuang huaisen.

The bedroom was brightly lit.

Zhuang huaisen was in a daze at a roll of notes.

Min Huizhu stood behind Zhuang huaisen and silently recorded the notes in her mind. Then she said curiously, "what is this? Why does the high priest look so absorbed? "

Zhuang huaisen turned his head and saw that the man standing behind him was Zhuang Xiaoyu. He immediately put the notes away and asked, "when did you come?"

"I just came." Min Huizhu lowered her eyes, covered her eyes with thick curly long eyelashes, and her voice was warm and soft: "huaisen, you are always sad these days, but what's on your mind?"

Heart: this old thing is guarding against her. It's just a roll of notes, which is worth rolling up. It seems that this note is extremely valuable. I don't know what it is.

Facing min Huizhu, Zhuang huaisen's melancholy and frustration seemed to have a place to go. He sighed a long time: "there is something on his mind."

Her eyes fell on min Huizhu's still flat abdomen and slender waist, and she frowned: "how come your stomach hasn't moved so far, can't it be born?"