Chapter 8 Is she trash?
"Advice? The Patriarch of the Su family is so courageous, even my young master's people dare to move!" Nangong Chenxi's dangerous eyes scattered, pointing directly at Su Chenru on the opposite side.

Yu Ran, who was standing on the room, was watching the show, but unexpectedly, his young master suddenly said such a sentence, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch uncontrollably.

When did his young master... and such an ugly monster...

"This lady has nothing to do with you." Su Wanqing didn't intend to give Nangong Chenxi face, she rolled her eyes and denied Nangong Chenxi's words.

"..."

Yuran who was still on the room widened her eyes, and looked at Su Wanqing carefully. No one had dared to talk to her master like this in so many years, and now Su Wanqing not only said it, but also stood in front of her master. before.Swallowing his saliva lightly, he waited for Nangong Chenxi's reaction with great interest.

Nangong Chenxi smiled charmingly, leaned closer to Su Wanqing, his eyes outlined the outline of Su Wanqing's face, and said thoughtfully, "We just parted ways, and you turned your face and didn't recognize anyone. I saved you, you owe me A favor."

"I'll pay you back now." After finishing speaking, Su Wanqing jumped onto the roof, dragged down Yuran, who was laughing, and threw it in front of Nangong Chenxi, and said coldly, "I don't owe you this man's gift." You favor!"

"I'm tired, you guys talk slowly." Su Wanqing said lightly, her phoenix eyes fluttering, her gaze didn't stay on Su Chenru's face for a moment, she put away the silver whip in her hand, and walked straight back to the room with lotus steps, leaving behind the people behind Messy in the wind.

"Young Master Nangong, this..." Su Chenru said, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. If it wasn't for Nangong Chenxi, he would have beaten Su Wanqing to death by now.

"This yard is too dilapidated, I don't like it, the daughter of the Su family shouldn't live here." Nangong Chenxi smiled coldly, looked down at Yuran on the ground, "Let's go."

The purple robes shook, and Nangong Chenxi disappeared.

No matter how angry Su Chenru was, he didn't dare to provoke Su Wanqing. He began to think about the relationship between Su Wanqing and Nangong Chenxi. He glanced thoughtfully at Su Wanqing's closed door, then turned and left.

The training she had received as the heir to a family of Chinese medicine in her previous life had been able to make Su Wan Qingtai collapse in front of her without changing her color.

waste?This word does not exist in her dictionary at all.

Sweeping away the haze in her heart, Su Wanqing planned to study her body carefully.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hand to pinch Yuan's bones, and walked towards the bronze mirror in the room.Although she is very thin, she is obviously good at practicing martial arts. Su Wanqing nodded in satisfaction.

Thinking of those girls calling her ugly, Su Wanqing felt a little depressed.I didn't say that I was a great beauty in my previous life, but I was still a beautiful girl anyway, and I wouldn't...

Walking in front of the bronze mirror, Su Wanqing raised her head indifferently, and the originally calm eyes sparkled with light.

The person in the mirror was pitifully thin, and his waist-length hair was knotted everywhere because he hadn't combed it properly for a long time, and it was gray and lost its luster.There is no flesh on the face, waxy skin, unremarkable lips, she looks like an ordinary street girl, not like the daughter of a big family at all.Only those eyes seem to be able to see through everything, clear and bright.

Su Wanqing stared at herself in the bronze mirror without moving, as if she always felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)

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