"Xiao Cheng, you are a bastard who can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth, and you don't even spit out urine." top novel, The saint covered her mouth desperately and kept coughing.
"I was so angry that I didn't care so much.
Why did such vulgar words come out without thinking?"
Fei Yuting complained about herself in her heart.
She knew very well what level her appearance was, so she secretly cursed at herself, but her speaking level could never keep up with her appearance level.
The vulgar words came out of his mouth, and in an instant, his dignity dropped several levels.
It was all Xiao Cheng's fault.
He made himself angry with just one word, so he spoke indiscriminately.
She blamed Xiao Cheng for the reason why she spouted shocking words from time to time.
Thinking about it this way, she felt that she was still a lady, but she was so angry at Xiao Cheng, a bitch.
Well, I feel better.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Cheng looking at him in shock, and the saintly lady's anger suddenly came back.
"What are you looking at?
I haven't seen beautiful women, I haven't seen the things of the world, virtue."
The saint pointed at Xiao Cheng's nose and cursed.
Xiao Cheng rubbed his nose aggrievedly, thinking, it seems, I only said a few words, why did the saint lose her temper so much?
Could it be that the saint has a crush on me, so my words unintentionally touched her sore spot, that's why she attack" She Jing's disease did not attack, but the attack of narcissism was serious.
Xiao Cheng sat down on the chair, looked at the angry Saint, and said in the most serious and sincere tone: "Sister Saint, I understand what you mean.
It's very painful to have a crush on someone.
I shouldn't reveal your feelings, but it's good to let you wake up early and avoid more pain in the future.
With your appearance as a saint sister, I think there is no man in the whole world who is worthy of you.
Otherwise, you can always be a saint.
Don’t leave the altar.
I am willing to worship you forever.
I have several little wives.
I really can’t bear the kindness of the Saint Sister.
If I accept it, wouldn’t I be wronging the Saint Sister?
How can a big shot like you serve the same husband with another woman?
Although I was subconsciously very happy and flattered to be favored by the saint, my rationality told me that I could not wrong my sister.
What I meant was that it would be better for the saint sister to wield her sword of wisdom to cut off the love thread.
Of course, if you really can't stop this love affair, it's okay for me to reluctantly accept the saintly sister.
Anyway, if there are too many lice, they won't bite.
It's not a big deal if you have one more.
Go back and coax Liuli, Princess Tang and Yanran.
They'll be fine.
Tell me, is my little brother interested in you enough?
Hehe. " Xiao Cheng looked at the saint who was livid and on the verge of going berserk for some reason.
He thought, sure enough, rejecting the saint's love will make her angry. , but it’s better than her painful crush on me.
At this moment, the long-lost snake spirit disease possessed him.
"I'll be your uncle" The saint exploded, and her pink fist shattered the air, hitting the unprepared Xiao Cheng on the chin, and hitting him against the wall of the secret room.
The strength was no less than that of Xiao Cheng, whose body was astonishingly strong.
"Who has a crush on you?
You stupid snake dares to think like this.
My concubine Yuting is beautiful and fragrant, and her suitors have been lined up from Huangji Continent to the Four Continents and Two Regions.
How can I care about you?
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Why are you so narcissistic?
Kill you, kick you to death.”
The saint was also crazy and chased Xiao Cheng all over the room, who was running around with his head in his arms and did not dare to fight back.
The saint's demeanor and ladylike attitude should be screwed to her sister.
If she didn't beat Xiao Cheng to death, the saint would feel like she would be pissed to death.
"Sister, I was wrong, I misunderstood.
Stop, Si Daopo, oh, I'm going.
Don't slap me in the face.
I'll fight back if you slap me in the face again."
Xiao Cheng held his head and hid around.
After being beaten, he sobered up a little.
He knew that he had misunderstood.
The saint definitely did not have a crush on him.
Otherwise, how could he bear to beat himself like this and even say hello to the handsome face?
"Are you very handsome?
Damn it.
In front of my aunt, how can there be beauties and handsome men?
There is nothing in your face that cannot be beaten.
My aunt insists on beating you.
I will beat you to death."
Peng Fei Yuting punched Xiao Cheng on the bridge of his nose, and she hit him a little harder, breaking the bridge of his nose.
Xiao Cheng felt that his face was flattened, like a pie face, and this made him angry.
Isn’t it natural to hit someone in the face or not?
What’s wrong with the saint?
Is it okay for the saint to slap someone in the face without any negotiation?
"Bitch, I'll give you some face, okay?"
Xiao Cheng fought back with red eyes, leaped to the top, and hit Fei Yuting with his head.
With a cry of "Ouch", Fei Yuting fell to the ground.
Xiao Cheng pounced on her, pressing her tightly, and hit her head hard against the bridge of Fei Yuting's nose. snap There was a crisp sound, and Fei Yuting screamed.
Xiao Cheng was dumbfounded.
He smashed the nose of the beautiful lady with his head.
Fei Yuting, like him, had a big face.
"You dare to hurt my face and I will scratch you to death."
Fei Yuting completely went berserk, clawing at Xiao Cheng's face with her long nails, leaving red marks all at once, turning him into the ugliest ghost.
"I'll bite you to death."
Xiao Cheng's anger surged to the top of his head, and despite the many hands holding the saint's hand to prevent the saint's long nails from functioning, he bit down on the saint's face, leaving a row of bloody tooth marks.
"Go to hell."
The saint kneeled down and pressed Xiao Cheng's abdomen hard. puff Xiao Cheng sprayed a mouthful of blood on a face that had nothing to do with beauty, and then was pushed out.
Huhu The saint lay there motionless, breathing desperately, her head was filled with dizziness, and she couldn't understand the current situation.
Xiao Cheng held his belly and huddled in the corner, forgetting why he came here.
Both of them were breathing heavily, and gradually their eyes became clear.
Ahhhhh The saint screamed.
Only then did she realize that her clothes were in tatters during the fight, and a large amount of skin was looming on display.
This was a big surprise.
Xiao Cheng heard the sound and was about to see what the saint was howling when he heard the saint shouting urgently: "Don't look, if you dare to look, I will kill you."
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Xiao Cheng was startled and quickly closed his eyes.
Listening to the rustling sound, he knew that the saint was changing clothes, and his heart couldn't help but move.
"Okay, open your eyes, you beast, you can do this to a beautiful woman like me, a top-notch bastard."
The saint stood up with a curse, and with a stroke of Qigong, the bridge of her nose straightened up, and the self-healing process began.
All the injuries were healing.
After a few breaths, the stunning beauty was sitting on the stone bed unscathed.
Xiao Cheng also completed the self-healing process, and sat down in the chair with a normal expression on his face and his mouth closed.
The saint bit her lip, recalling her previous madness, feeling very suspicious.
"When did I get angry so easily?
In the final analysis, it's because Xiao Cheng is such a bastard.
Oh, he dared to bite my face just now."
The saint felt a dull pain on her face, and was secretly ashamed.
The atmosphere was awkward, and neither of them spoke, falling into a cold war mode
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