Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

To tell the truth, he opened the door rudely, and turned out to be such a handsome and handsome Xuanyi. Wu Miaomiao felt that his spring had arrived. This Liangzhou city will be given another hundred years, and there will be no such a beautiful man like a man!

The original quiet box hula la squeezed a bunch of people in. Emperor Yuanshou was in a bad mood, and the consequences were serious.

The extravagance and domineering inherent in him are enough to make those who come in dare not make noise. Finally, Father Wu took the lead and said: "This son, we—"

"Who allowed you to come in?" He asked lightly.

Hu Wei drew his waist knife and slashed over. Wu Miaomiao immediately fought back when he saw it. But Father Wu did not, nor did the white-clothed boy, because they knew who was right and who was wrong. It was them who used the sword to startle people first, and then they were the ones who didn't even knock on the door uninvited. To be honest, it's normal for people to chop them.

"Hey! Why do I say you are so rude?! We are here to apologize, not to seek revenge! What do you mean by asking your subordinates to do it directly?!" Wu Miaomiao asked in the fight. This black tower-like man has such a great skill! It can be seen that he has no intention to kill. If he is intent on killing, she doubts whether she can perform ten moves under his hand!

Finally, Hu Wei drove the people out, but the door was not closed. Wu Miaomiao feels uncomfortable. She has been spoiled since she was a child, and her father and brother are used to doing anything. She has developed a arrogant temperament that if you don't follow me, I want you to look good. At the first sight, the Emperor Yuanshou was born handsome and innocent, she felt good, but the man turned a blind eye to herself, and even ignored her questioning, she was annoyed and couldn't help but want to be angry. Seeing that the man said a word and looked out the window, he was holding a slender girl in his arms, and he suddenly felt sick from his heart, and threw a few plum darts from his sleeves!

Hu Wei was shocked! He never thought that this wicked woman would dare to be so bold! It’s too late to stop. He can only slap Wu Miaomiao’s shoulder with a palm. Wu Miaomiao’s kung fu is not enough to see in front of the Ouchi commander. If it weren’t for the white-clothed man’s eyesight, he could quickly hold on to it. Fell to the second floor. But even so, he vomited blood.

What kind of skill is Emperor Yuanshou, he knocked down the plum darts with a folding fan without turning his head back, his black eyes are extremely deep. Qing Huan's nest in his arms is also stunned secretly, this woman has a vicious heart!

Come on, before I have time to apologize, Liang Zi has gotten up with it.

No matter how good the temper is, Father Wu has a good temper. His daughter is hurt and he vomits blood. He is used to loving this old man. Now his expression changes: "If you have such a heavy hand, do you and I have an enemy?!"

Mei Xingzhi is the best at slaps, he spreads the fan in his hand and chuckles: "It is really weird, in the world, is it the king, the shore of the land, is it the king. I am the Emperor Yuanshou. The code was issued early to severely punish the evil and wounded. Ling Ai took off the sword first, broke in rudely, and injured my master and wife with hidden weapons. The attendant and protector cut their hearts to protect them. What's wrong? The act of shelving is admired by Haosheng."

Father Wu is not an unreasonable person, but his lover is eager to be so overtly damaged by Mei Xingzhi, his face is very ugly, but Wu Miaomiao hates to death, she lived to be eighteen years old, how could anyone dare to treat her like this! "Father! Father, you want to avenge me! You must avenge me! The daughter can't swallow this breath!" As she said, she forcibly stood up, and the white-clothed man gave her a hand, and she opened it in disgust: "Fuck. ! You don't need to help me!"

Hu Wei made a heavy shot, so the white-clothed young man had reduced his strength for Wu Miaomiao, otherwise, let alone speak at the moment, whether he can live is still a problem. If others can't see it, can Hu Wei still see it? The white-clothed boy's face was as golden, and he obviously suffered internal injuries. There are not many people in this world who can bear his hand. This is what they asked for.

"Miao Miao..."

Wu Miaomiao saw that her father was embarrassed, but she still refused to accept it. She just came to apologize. If the black-clothed man was not blind, she would not impulsively release a hidden weapon: "It wasn't my fault! They weren't hurt, but I was. You are really hurt! Father! If you don't help me, I will never call you a father again!"

This level of self-willed arrogance is really insightful. Qing Huan snuggled in the arms of Emperor Yuan Shou, and asked kindly: "Master, is it better to be a cat?"

Cute little guy. Emperor Yuanshou smiled and rubbed her soft hair: "Well, the cat is the best."

The show of affection between the two people is even more stimulating to Wu Miaomiao, who has not been married until the age of 18. If it weren't for her strength, she appointed another hidden weapon to these two people!

"Heh..." Qing Huan yawned, rubbed the tears of his sleepy eyes, and lay in the arms of Emperor Yuankhou: "Master, sleepy."

"Go to sleep when you are sleepy, and I will hug you back after sending these people for your husband."

Qing Huan listened, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was dark outside. She was lying on the bed alone, while Emperor Yuan Shou was sitting at the table reading. Qing Huan got out of bed squeamishly and hugged Emperor Yuanshou's neck from behind: "What are you looking at? Is it better than a cat?"

"Just pass the time." Emperor Yuanshou chuckled, "Be obediently by my side at night. I heard that there were flower-picking thieves at night in Liangzhou, who specially arrested those fourteen or five-year-old girls. You have to be good, do you know?"

Qing Huan tilted his head: "The Flower Picking Thief?"

"It's someone who will bully you." Emperor Yuan Shou thought for a while, fearing that she would not understand, so he used a simpler explanation. "Not only will I not give you food, but I will also grab your food."

This time she was frightened, and quickly hugged Emperor Yuanshou: "Good morning cat!"

"Good?" Emperor Yuan Shou raised a sword eyebrow, which he did very well. "So don't you wear shoes?"

Looking down, Qinghuan's chubby white and tender feet were already stained with soil, and Qinghuan stuck out his tongue and smiled embarrassed. Seeing her delicate appearance, Emperor Yuanshou couldn't bear to scold her, and he carried her back to the bed, and personally wrung a cloth towel to wipe her feet. "Now outside, no one is waiting, you want to be clean, don't you know?"

When I was a cat, I used to like to drill in small spaces. Under the table, between the bed, and the vase, nothing changed after being transformed into a human form. I still love to drill everywhere, often making my face come and go. Why is that? Don't let him worry.

Qing Huan chuckled, hugging Emperor Yuan Shou's neck and said, "Is there a master."

The two were tired and crooked for a while, and it was time for dinner, and they were called to the room to eat. The dishes in Liangzhou are generally heavy in taste. Emperor Yuankhou has no appetite and doesn't eat much, but Qinghuan has a great appetite.