I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 1262
The back is full of vase fragments.

Miguo stopped breathing in pain.

She looked at the brutal Li Aotian in horror.

For a woman.

He actually treated himself like this.

He really has no heart.

Mrs. Nalan was also frightened, thinking that her son must have been bewitched by that vixen.

She stepped forward, grabbed Li Aotian's arm, and said in a more serious tone: "Aotian, what are you doing! Let go of the secret fruit, what do you mean, are you going to kill someone in front of mother!"

"You don't care about this king's feelings, you decide for this king's affairs without authorization, and those who hurt this king without authorization! Why don't you kill this king!" The strength under Li Aotian's feet became heavier, and blood flowed from Miguo's lips. Spewing out, her hand held Li Aotian's feet, she was about to suffocate, she was so suffocated that she couldn't even utter a word, her eyes were like goldfish eyes, they were about to bulge out.

Old Madam Nalan saw that someone was really going to die, she was in a hurry, she roared angrily: "Aotian, after you kill the secret fruit, do you still want to kill mother!"

Li Aotian looked at the old lady with red eyes.

"If you dare to kill the secret fruit today, mother will die." Mrs. Nalan angrily threatened Li Aotian, the secret fruit is like a goddaughter to her.

The strength under Li Aotian's feet loosened, and he looked at Mrs. Nalan coldly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes. Finally, he withdrew his feet, and his voice was deep and cold: "Mother, if this king loses If you lose Yushu, it means that mother lost my son."

After finishing speaking, Li Aotian walked away angrily.

Leaving the old lady who couldn't stand still secretly saddened there, committing crimes, committing crimes.

How could she have thought that her son would one day come against her for the woman.

"Old madam." The secret fruit that had gained breath called her worriedly.

Old Madam Nalan moved slowly, waving her hands towards her, a little unable to bear the impact, staggeringly sitting on the wooden chair, closing her eyes and thinking about something.

Miguo felt like his whole body was going to be broken.

She braced herself to get up, and her eyes suddenly fell on the outside of the door facing her.

A born noble woman.

Miguo looked at her straight, always felt a little familiar, his mind flickered, and suddenly remembered the scene of meeting the prince with a woman on the street that day.

Could it be that the woman in front of me is...

Miguo was shocked, as if he had forgotten the pain all over his body.

Standing at the door and leaning against the railing, Yuan Qiao saw Miguo's changing expression and confirmed her guess.

She gracefully watched the embarrassment and tragedy of Miguo.

Miguo glanced at the old lady who was sitting on the side with her eyes closed and concentrating, and stood up with force, and said to the old lady: "Old lady, I'm going to fetch a pot of hot water."

The old lady let out a muffled snort.

Miguo went straight towards Yuanqiao, looked Yuanqiao around, the two exchanged glances, walked towards the second floor together, and found a hidden empty room.

Yuan Qiao sat gracefully on the wooden chair, glanced at Miguo, and remained silent, waiting for Miguo to speak first.

Whoever speaks first loses.

Now Miguo is full of impetuosity, and there is no dusty aura in the body of a Buddhist believer, all of which are swept away by Li Aotian, she just wants to kill Yushu now, she hates this half-way kill Cheng Yaojin: "That day, you and the prince appeared on the street together?"

Yuan Qiao thought about it carefully and knew which day it was: "Not bad."

(End of this chapter)