Yan Zhengling's tearful eyes whirled, very aggrieved, "why do you want to scold me?"

Obviously it was his fault. When she was a child, she took her hand and developed a bad habit that she didn't need to remember the road.

Now you're going to hate her?

Zhan hanjue was a little confused. Why did he cry again?

"Now tell me how to get there?" His voice softened inexplicably.

Yan Zhengling felt guilty and said, "if I tell you, I'm lost. Do you believe it? "

Of course, Zhan didn't believe it - but seeing Yan Zhengling's silly face, he had to believe it.

Yan Zhengling is very low voice of defend for oneself, "the direction sense of the woman is very weak."

Zhan hanjue didn't get angry and said, "but you're not an ordinary woman!"

Yan Zhengling's face beamed with joy. "Brother a Yue, I knew I was a different woman in your eyes."

Zhan hanjue said: "in my eyes, you are a fighter among women. be equal to anything. But being mentally retarded is no different from those idiotic women. "

Yan Zhengling

Yan Zhengling was beaten so hard by him that he had no love in his life.

In order to prove that she is not the mentally retarded in his eyes, she pointed to a dark road very domineering: "this way."

Zhan hanjue thought that she remembered the way home, so he didn't ask any more questions and followed her silently.

The roads are getting darker and darker, and there are few people.

After he had been away for some time, he felt that something was wrong.

The buildings around here are getting more and more dilapidated, so the female devil should not live in the slum.

"Well, are you going the wrong way again?" Zhan hanjue asked suspiciously.

His word "you" instantly provoked Yan Zhengling's whole body to rebel against the bone and make up again.

"Yes, this is it."

"You live in such a shabby place?" Zhan hanjue reminds her.

Yan Zhengling looked around, and there were low buildings everywhere. Should this be the slum where the emperor had not been transformed?

Yan Zhengling realized that he had gone wrong.

But die want face of she die don't admit, "yes, I made a fortune before living here."

Zhan hanjue is stunned. Is this female devil born in a slum?

This is in conflict with her natural elegance!

Suddenly, a group of dark figures came out of the shelter around. They held knives in their hands and approached Yan Zhengling and Zhan hanjue fiercely.

Zhan hanjue protects Yan Zhengling behind him.

The eagle pupil is looking at that group of robbers.

Yan Zhengling led the wrong way, some guilty, timid way, "brother a Yue, or I'll deal with them?"

Zhan hanjue didn't have a good way: "didn't you say you were a weak little girl and needed protection?"

Yan Zhengling: "Er!"

She just wanted him to send her.

How can she be a weak and incompetent master who fights eight taekwondo black belts?

The robbers were appalling and said, "give me your valuable things."

Yan Zhengling looked at Zhan hanjue and trembled and asked, "do you want to pay?"

Zhan hanjue's eyes fell on her limited edition handbag. There were sunflowers inlaid with diamonds on it. His face was a little ugly.

"In the future, we should keep a low profile and not show off our wealth."

Then he asked, "is there any valuable treasure in the bag?"

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