Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Mu Qianchen nodded.

Yan's family, which he mentioned, is not so good these days. Since Feng Qianxi disappeared, zero has never come back to Yan's family. When he asked the housekeeper, he just said that he took a long leave for some reason.

This can make Yan Nuo Qing depressed. On the one hand, she is thinking of zero, and on the other hand, she is worried about Feng Qianxi. In a few days after no news, she also personally went to find Mrs. Yan.

"Mom, where did you get Asahi?"

"It's none of your business."

"Don't you just fear that Qian Xi will tell you about you? I've been promised. Why can't you trust me? You've gone too far. Wu Wu Wu, she's not here, and there's no one to play with me. "

"What do you want to play? Will your 23rd birthday be in another month? You are 23 years old. Why do you think about playing every day?! That shallow Xi is just a maid. Mother will give you as many maids as you want. "

"No, I want Asahi. She's funny. Tell me, tell me where you've hidden her. " Yan Nuo fine anxious up also not easy to provoke.

But the inflammation madam is iron heart: "fine son, you are so not good, mother can be about to be angry.". There is one more thing my mother wants to tell you. After your 23rd birthday, I will arrange a blind date for you. You'd better get married early. "

"What?" Yan Nuo Qing's face almost wrinkled into a bun's fold.

"Look at you, you are so old and uncertain. If you get married soon, you will be naughty." Mrs. Yan said sternly.

"Ma, you're kidding me. I'm only 23. What kind of marriage?! I'm still early! "

"Well, don't say it again, Qing'er. I hope you are sensible sometimes. Now you are so naughty, not only your father doesn't think highly of you, but also the family members don't think highly of you. How can you inherit the property of Yan family? I also want to make it clear that since your daughter is not proud, you should find a proud son-in-law to come back. Then your father and the elders will look at you with new eyes. "

"Mom. How can you sell my marriage for this? And it's too early. "

"Early what early! If that Yan Nuo trace comes back to rob the property, our mother and daughter both have to drink the wind from the West! There will be no place to cry then. Why don't we start first? " After the wind shallow Xi and Wang Po this matter, the inflammation madam is terrible, she is day and night in worry about the inflammation Nuo trace to come back.

Yannuoqing is now a mud Bodhisattva crossing the river. It's hard for him to protect himself. He can't take care of the wind and the shallow sun. He leaves in a negative mood.

After the young lady left, Mrs. Yan's maid Zhang Mei came over: "madam, the young lady looks very angry."

"Let her be angry. I can't help it. By the way, did you find that maid in Qianxi? " Yan madam asks a way, that day make a phone call to let a person kill that wench, who knows those people say midway out shipment, the person ran, also don't know is dead or alive. She's not in a hurry. Where did the girl go.

"Not yet. No news."

"Live to see people, die to see corpses."

"Yes." Zhang Mei nodded.

"I see this shallow Xi is really the person of Yan Nuo trace, confuse our fine son, ah..." Yan madam sighed one breath.

In addition to Nangong Jue, Mrs. Yan is looking for fengqianxi. Fengluoting is not like this?

Where's the damn sister? Just blow up and fly? She didn't care about the wind, but at least she had to know whether people were alive or dead. It's not good to believe that.

At least I promised my mother that I would kill Feng Qianxi myself.

As for another selfishness, this elder sister is also her predestined enemy. She will never die in this life, so... She must know what happened to Feng Qianxi now.

"Look for it, you have to find it. Even if it's a corpse, drag it back to me. Even if it turns into powder, bring it back to me one by one! "

"Yes, Miss angel."

Feng Qianxi didn't know that there were so many people looking for her again. She had a comfortable life in the black market. Although Mr. Qiu didn't trust her, he treated people very well and didn't give people any looks.

As for heiming, it's not necessary to say that she's as good as before. Although when she's with Qiu Ze, she only has to look at the store.

But one interesting thing is that all the weapons sold in their shops were made by Qiu Ze himself, or bought the original and then modified by him. Therefore, they are very distinctive and popular in the black market, and their business is very prosperous every day.

Sometimes it's very fresh to see Qiu Ze refitting weapons, even those weapons.

In her spare time, heiming will take her out shopping, and her life is very comfortable. Her strength is a little more than every day, but not much more. The effect of cartilage powder is decreasing, but it is too little to let her fight normally.

And now, in the black market, she is worried. If she accidentally meets a fight seeker, she will die!

Of course, she also sees those who fight and make trouble every day.

As for the legendary local boss.

Once or twice, they were wearing camouflage windbreaker! It's not a military uniform, it's a windbreaker! It's all unified. I pass by the street occasionally. It looks very impressive.

Now the boss in charge of this place is said to be called the commander. Or some people call him Lord.

He was passed on as a God, which made him wonder who the commander was? It's not easy to manage such a place with good and bad people.

"Qian Xi, this afternoon is the registration ceremony. You will see the second grand ceremony of the black market city soon." Heiming raised his eyebrows and said.

"You said last time that there were two flourishing times. I've seen one thing about auction. What else is there?"

"Hey, hey. You'll know when you go today. "

"Eh? You'll know when you go? "

"Yes, come with me." Hei Ming pulls Qian Xi out on me. When she and Hei Ming are together, Qiu Ze doesn't care so much.

However, Qiu Ze seems to attach some importance to this matter: "take your weapons with you."

"I know, master."

"And you, too." Qiu Ze pointed to Qian Xi.

"I'll take it, too?"

"It's self-defense. In the shop, pick one and take it with you." Qiu Ze, the old lady, said hengqiu.

Feng Qianxi takes a look at the weapon house. She really doesn't know what to choose. If she used to take the sword and whip casually, now she can't do anything. It's useless to take anything. If she really meets bad people, she can't win or run. Take is also white take: "that, I still don't need."

"It's up to you."