Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Ye Qingxia followed them from a distance, hid in the corner of the wall and secretly looked here“ Who is it? " The sound of flowers in the room called Ye Qingxia's heavy sigh. The city Lord's residence is not in the city Lord's residence. It's the little city Lord's territory. If she wants to save people later, how can she be good? As soon as ye Qingxia sighed, the little city Lord's fan stopped. He was silent, his eyelids sank slightly, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and his cold eyes looked at his entourage. The entourage understood, blinked silently and nodded gently. They communicate quickly, but for a second. At this time, the red lacquer wooden door opened with a squeak. Wearing a blue skirt and dress, the flower Manqing appeared in front of everyone, which made people's eyes shine. The little city Lord's eyes suddenly straightened and swallowed saliva silently. Hua Manqing's face couldn't help but have a puzzled color. In front of him, the man stared at her. What does it mean. With a cold face and without saying a word, she immediately closed the door. The young city Lord took a step forward, put his body against the door, smiled at Hua Manqing and said, "my father asked me to visit the girl..." "you've seen it, I'm fine! You can go! " Hua Manqing has been practicing in the ghost King sect and has a straight talking habit. For a man who doesn't seem to be a good man, he has an instinct of natural disgust. He just wants to drive him away without reason“ Ah... I only saw you, and there was another girl I didn't see! I can't make a job with my father like this, can I? " The young city Lord smiled and talked to Hua Manqing, but his hands and feet were well behaved. Hua Manqing made no secret of her impatience, turned aside and said, "OK! Since the city Lord asked you to come, go in and have a look and go. " The wind blows flowers, and the long hair at the temples is cold and beautiful. The little city Lord looked at her. The corner of his mouth with a smile smoked. He couldn't laugh anymore. He bit his teeth and didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to sweep inadvertently in the direction of Ye Qingxia. Ye Qingxia hurried back and pasted it on the corner of the wall. Her heart couldn't help fluttering wildly. Fortunately, it was not found. The little city Lord strode to the house. In the center of the house was a large wooden bucket with large pieces of ice. The body of the bucket was full of drops of water and there was a pool of water under the bucket, so the house was very cool. He went straight to the table, sat down, took the cup, poured the tea, and drank it slowly. After a long drink, he poured a second cup. Hua Manqing stood at the door and looked at him in a relaxed manner. When he finished his second cup of tea, he couldn't bear it anymore. He asked, "are you finished?"“ Can't I drink? " The young city Lord was too lazy to smile with Hua Manqing. He looked at her provocatively with cold eyes and asked“ Can you go? "“ I haven't seen another girl yet. " Hua Manqing also had no way to take the little city Lord. He turned to Ye Qingxia and carried the little city Lord's hands to seal, transport the spiritual power and establish contact with the contract corpse. Seeing this, ye Qingxia waved to Hua Manqing and waved to her to leave. Hua Manqing saw her and wondered what the little younger martial brother was doing. The young city Lord drank the third cup of tea slowly, frowned and looked like he wanted to go to the bathroom. At this time, a pair of cloud and smoke Yangfeng wing satin shoes appeared in his sight. From bottom to top, the light and swaying skirt yarn wrapped the girl's slim posture, the slender waist was full of a grip, the shaped chest was just right, the exquisite collarbone was sexy and charming, the slender and elegant neck, and a beautiful and exquisite oval face. It was so beautiful that people held their breath, and a red vertical line in front of their forehead added a bit of demon. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.