Chapter 310 Production (7)

"I came back this time to settle accounts with the old man. I want to take his position as the city lord!" He respected him like a brother, but he betrayed him to plot against him. Zi Lantian is dead, let's see who else he can rely on.

"What? You want to be the lord of the city?" Song Weiwei's jaw was dislocated in shock. Being the lord of the city...it seems...not bad.

Then she is the wife of the mayor!

Hahaha!
"What are you laughing at? You think I can't do it?" Seeing her smirking, Bei Mingxuan thought she was underestimating him, so he knocked her on the head with a fan, and Song Weiwei snatched the fan.

Where did this bastard get the maid's fan? I remember that his previous maid's fan was torn by her, why does he still have another one?

And... Take a closer look, why does the maid on this fan look familiar?
Bei Mingxuan said maliciously, "Honey, I have been painting this fan for two full hours, please don't tear it up again."

"rogue."

Looking at it, Song Weiwei finally saw that there was something wrong with the maid, and the painting on it clearly showed whether she was okay or not.

The whole person was drawn with a black brush, and the figure was in golden proportion, but the golden hair was deliberately outlined with golden paint, and the eyebrows and eyes were 90.00% similar to hers.

I have to say, the artist is very good.

Song Weiwei is really going crazy, what kind of eccentricity is he, painting her appearance on the fan.

Seeing her face change, Bei Mingxuan knew that she had already seen that the woman on the fan was her, so he quickly snatched the fan from her hand and stuffed it into his cuff, with a wicked smile on his handsome face.

Song Weiwei yelled, "Beimingxuan, quickly tear up the fan!"

Bei Mingxuan shook his head, "Why tear it up, I rely on her to relieve the pain of lovesickness."

Lovesickness?
Now they meet every day, and lovesick ass!
"Bei Mingxuan, you stinky rascal!" Song Weiwei really wanted to pry open his head to see what was inside.

Bei Mingxuan pinched his cuffs and jumped a few steps away from her, afraid that she would rush over and snatch the fan away, "I don't know how to open my fan in front of outsiders, don't be shy."

"Shut up for me!!!"

Song Weiwei bit her lip and stared at her.

Lan Lingche couldn't bear to see her humiliated and angry, so he put his arms around her waist and said to Bei Mingxuan, "Stop teasing her."

Bei Mingxuan muttered in a low voice, "You don't feel back pain when you stand talking one by one, why don't you try the feeling of being alone and sleepless, thanks to the memory of my previous life, otherwise...huh!"

Several people were silent, hearing the meaning of his words.

Bei Mingxuan has not been with her yet. In terms of strength, he is the best among them. If he wants to get her, it is a breeze. There is no need to feel wronged by listening to the corner every night, because there are memories of previous lives. Men and women are equal. Thought, he didn't want the little female to feel like Mo Ran.

He is willing to wait for her, until the day she is willing.

In this regard, several of them are ashamed of themselves. Their mission is to give birth to offspring and make their race stronger.

It can be said that it is a miracle that Bei Mingxuan can endure until now.

Song Weiwei also understood that she had no words to refute. The shame and anger in her heart disappeared because of his sour words, and there was still a bit of distress.

Song Weiwei glanced at the five flourishing beauties again, and sighed deeply again.

"You guys have to live in harmony, don't quarrel every now and then, I'm tired after hearing this." Song Weiwei put her hands on the table and supported her head, said lazily, and deliberately raised her head to look at Mo Ran and Jun Can, her eyes full of warn.

(End of this chapter)

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