Chapter 1615: 1615
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After hearing this, Yan Beicheng simply stopped and put all the weight of her body on her. His stubborn hum ignored her words.
Childish.
Mo Shanghua was silent and cursed in her heart. She didn't want to make trouble with him. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away.
But unexpectedly, she just ready to get up, Yan Beicheng somehow, a hook in the long arm, pulled her to his arms, heavily fell on his chest.
A sense of insecurity suddenly appeared in the flower heart on the street. Subconsciously, he hit him on the chest with his elbow. He got up and made a fist with his right hand and hit him on his white right cheek.
Yan Beicheng's white right cheek suddenly became red and swollen at the speed visible to the naked eye. He could not help howling in pain.
Qin Lin, who is hiding outside the door and eavesdropping on it, describes it to Qin ya. They are completely relieved, but they secretly sweat for Yan Beicheng.
As for the other servants, the expression on their faces was very delicate. They were busy raising their ears and quietly paying attention to the movement outside.
At this time, the situation inside has reversed.
Yan Beicheng howled miserably and faintly, and he didn't know what to do. For no reason, he pulled back the flower in the street, and pressed her on him again.
Mo Shanghua raised her eyes and looked at Yan Beicheng, who was pressed on her body. She felt a little impatient. This time, she shook him up with her palm force. Then she grabbed her collar and threw him out of bed.
When Yan Beicheng fell to the ground, there was another burst of crying and howling, which made the servants outside the room laugh.
Mo Shanghua has a clear ear and a clear eye. She listens to the outside smile. Her ears turn red for no reason. In her heart, she doesn't want to entangle with Yan Beicheng. She turns over from her bed and walks away.
But the next moment, the tall figure and there is a rush!
He pressed the flower's thin shoulder and forced it back.
Mo Shanghua's face changed!
Just now, she didn't feel his half step, so she didn't have time to dodge. With such force, she could not help stepping back and faltering.
However, with a faltering effort, Yan Beicheng somehow came to her side. He put his right foot behind her left foot. He took advantage of the skillful force to pick up the flowers on the street, and then he went back.
There was a breeze in her ear. The flower on the street looked up. Where I could see was Yan Beicheng's ugly face. Her white fingers suddenly lifted up and held on to his collar.
The next moment, they fell to the ground together.
It's OK for Mo Shanghua to make this human flesh cushion, but Yan Beicheng, who had nothing to do with it, cried and howled again, and had no masculinity at all.
Mo Shanghua is bored in his heart. He just kicks Yan Beicheng's jaw, which makes him cry more miserable.
Yan North City called twice, then revenge like climb over, again with the Mo Shanghua entangled together.
His actions have no rules to speak of, but I don't know why, often can be inexplicably suppressed.
For a time, the two were also entangled in the fight for a long time.
Mo Shanghua can't keep up with his physical strength now. After a while, he feels a little exhausted.
Fortunately, Yan Beicheng couldn't support himself any more. He collapsed on the ground with a black and blue face, panting and shouting: "no, no, I'm tired to death."
Mo Shanghua see this, then also shun step and down, in his side of the weak lie down, small mouth of breathing.
After the rest, she could not help thinking in her heart.
Her martial arts are not bad. How can Yan Beicheng, who has no martial arts and only relies on brute force, check and balance with her for so long.
This alone was enough for her to confirm that he was not as simple as what she saw on the surface.
Thinking, she can't help but turn her eyes to see the flowers on the street. In her eyes, there is a light color.
It suddenly occurred to her that she would rather cooperate with Yan Beicheng and borrow his name as king Yu to pave the way for herself, instead of taking advantage of him and making fun of Yan Beicheng.
Of course, she won't just make a big injustice in yanbeicheng. She believes that this will be a mutually beneficial transaction. She is confident that yanbeicheng will not refuse it.
Although the heart has made a decision, but Mo Shanghua's heart is still a bit bottomless, can't help but turn his eyes to see Yan Beicheng lying on the side of the body, eyes light hidden with a bit complex.
Yan Beicheng seemed to feel her sight and couldn't help turning his head. "What do you do when you look at me like this? Is there any flower on my face?"
Flowers?
The flowers on the street smell words, the Mou light can't help but sweep a circle on his cheek.
Originally, there was a blood birthmark on his face, which was not very good-looking. Now, because of her kicking, swelling, blue and purple, it's really like a five color palette.The flower on the street suddenly feels that it can't help laughing, and tears out a smile from the corner of the lip.
Hearing the speech, Yan Beicheng quickly raised his hand and touched his cheek. As soon as his hand touched his jaw, he cried out in pain.
The flower on the street saw this and laughed even more happily. Her eyebrows and eyes all bent up.
Yan Beicheng's painful facial features were all tangled up, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes to see the flowers on the street. Seeing that she was so happy, he didn't know why and couldn't get half a breath.
"You ugly woman, it is rare to laugh like this."
It's more beautiful than a wooden face.
He sighed a little in his heart, but his face was filled with the opposite wonder.
On the road flower lips radian Shu of a meal, can't help but launch Leng.
In this case, she has not heard it for a long time. It turns out that she has not laughed so wantonly for a long time.
"Well, I'm praising you. What's your attitude?" Yan North City two elbow half prop up a body, the full eye discontented color of looking at her.
Mo Shanghua raised her eyes and looked at his bruised face. After a moment's silence, she turned her head and said, "Oh."
"You, you Yan Beicheng was angry and looked at her for a while with gnashing teeth. Then he let out a breath and laid back lazily, "it's really boring."
Mo Shanghua really has no psychological meeting. After staring at the overhanging beam over his head for a long time, he suddenly sits up and looks at Yan Beicheng lying on the ground seriously. "I have a business to talk with you."
Yan Beicheng lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the stranger, "what business do you talk with me? I have nothing to give you."
The clear eye bottom is but faintly gush out a few Fen interest.
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After hearing this, Yan Beicheng simply stopped and put all the weight of her body on her. His stubborn hum ignored her words.
Childish.
Mo Shanghua was silent and cursed in her heart. She didn't want to make trouble with him. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away.
But unexpectedly, she just ready to get up, Yan Beicheng somehow, a hook in the long arm, pulled her to his arms, heavily fell on his chest.
A sense of insecurity suddenly appeared in the flower heart on the street. Subconsciously, he hit him on the chest with his elbow. He got up and made a fist with his right hand and hit him on his white right cheek.
Yan Beicheng's white right cheek suddenly became red and swollen at the speed visible to the naked eye. He could not help howling in pain.
Qin Lin, who is hiding outside the door and eavesdropping on it, describes it to Qin ya. They are completely relieved, but they secretly sweat for Yan Beicheng.
As for the other servants, the expression on their faces was very delicate. They were busy raising their ears and quietly paying attention to the movement outside.
At this time, the situation inside has reversed.
Yan Beicheng howled miserably and faintly, and he didn't know what to do. For no reason, he pulled back the flower in the street, and pressed her on him again.
Mo Shanghua raised her eyes and looked at Yan Beicheng, who was pressed on her body. She felt a little impatient. This time, she shook him up with her palm force. Then she grabbed her collar and threw him out of bed.
When Yan Beicheng fell to the ground, there was another burst of crying and howling, which made the servants outside the room laugh.
Mo Shanghua has a clear ear and a clear eye. She listens to the outside smile. Her ears turn red for no reason. In her heart, she doesn't want to entangle with Yan Beicheng. She turns over from her bed and walks away.
But the next moment, the tall figure and there is a rush!
He pressed the flower's thin shoulder and forced it back.
Mo Shanghua's face changed!
Just now, she didn't feel his half step, so she didn't have time to dodge. With such force, she could not help stepping back and faltering.
However, with a faltering effort, Yan Beicheng somehow came to her side. He put his right foot behind her left foot. He took advantage of the skillful force to pick up the flowers on the street, and then he went back.
There was a breeze in her ear. The flower on the street looked up. Where I could see was Yan Beicheng's ugly face. Her white fingers suddenly lifted up and held on to his collar.
The next moment, they fell to the ground together.
It's OK for Mo Shanghua to make this human flesh cushion, but Yan Beicheng, who had nothing to do with it, cried and howled again, and had no masculinity at all.
Mo Shanghua is bored in his heart. He just kicks Yan Beicheng's jaw, which makes him cry more miserable.
Yan North City called twice, then revenge like climb over, again with the Mo Shanghua entangled together.
His actions have no rules to speak of, but I don't know why, often can be inexplicably suppressed.
For a time, the two were also entangled in the fight for a long time.
Mo Shanghua can't keep up with his physical strength now. After a while, he feels a little exhausted.
Fortunately, Yan Beicheng couldn't support himself any more. He collapsed on the ground with a black and blue face, panting and shouting: "no, no, I'm tired to death."
Mo Shanghua see this, then also shun step and down, in his side of the weak lie down, small mouth of breathing.
After the rest, she could not help thinking in her heart.
Her martial arts are not bad. How can Yan Beicheng, who has no martial arts and only relies on brute force, check and balance with her for so long.
This alone was enough for her to confirm that he was not as simple as what she saw on the surface.
Thinking, she can't help but turn her eyes to see the flowers on the street. In her eyes, there is a light color.
It suddenly occurred to her that she would rather cooperate with Yan Beicheng and borrow his name as king Yu to pave the way for herself, instead of taking advantage of him and making fun of Yan Beicheng.
Of course, she won't just make a big injustice in yanbeicheng. She believes that this will be a mutually beneficial transaction. She is confident that yanbeicheng will not refuse it.
Although the heart has made a decision, but Mo Shanghua's heart is still a bit bottomless, can't help but turn his eyes to see Yan Beicheng lying on the side of the body, eyes light hidden with a bit complex.
Yan Beicheng seemed to feel her sight and couldn't help turning his head. "What do you do when you look at me like this? Is there any flower on my face?"
Flowers?
The flowers on the street smell words, the Mou light can't help but sweep a circle on his cheek.
Originally, there was a blood birthmark on his face, which was not very good-looking. Now, because of her kicking, swelling, blue and purple, it's really like a five color palette.The flower on the street suddenly feels that it can't help laughing, and tears out a smile from the corner of the lip.
Hearing the speech, Yan Beicheng quickly raised his hand and touched his cheek. As soon as his hand touched his jaw, he cried out in pain.
The flower on the street saw this and laughed even more happily. Her eyebrows and eyes all bent up.
Yan Beicheng's painful facial features were all tangled up, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes to see the flowers on the street. Seeing that she was so happy, he didn't know why and couldn't get half a breath.
"You ugly woman, it is rare to laugh like this."
It's more beautiful than a wooden face.
He sighed a little in his heart, but his face was filled with the opposite wonder.
On the road flower lips radian Shu of a meal, can't help but launch Leng.
In this case, she has not heard it for a long time. It turns out that she has not laughed so wantonly for a long time.
"Well, I'm praising you. What's your attitude?" Yan North City two elbow half prop up a body, the full eye discontented color of looking at her.
Mo Shanghua raised her eyes and looked at his bruised face. After a moment's silence, she turned her head and said, "Oh."
"You, you Yan Beicheng was angry and looked at her for a while with gnashing teeth. Then he let out a breath and laid back lazily, "it's really boring."
Mo Shanghua really has no psychological meeting. After staring at the overhanging beam over his head for a long time, he suddenly sits up and looks at Yan Beicheng lying on the ground seriously. "I have a business to talk with you."
Yan Beicheng lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the stranger, "what business do you talk with me? I have nothing to give you."
The clear eye bottom is but faintly gush out a few Fen interest.
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After hearing this, Yan Beicheng simply stopped and put all the weight of her body on her. His stubborn hum ignored her words. Childish. Mo Shanghua was silent and cursed in her heart. She didn't want to make trouble with him. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away. But unexpectedly, she just ready to get up, Yan Beicheng somehow, a hook in the long arm, pulled her to his arms, heavily fell on his chest. A sense of insecurity suddenly appeared in the flower heart on the street. Subconsciously, he hit him on the chest with his elbow. He got up and made a fist with his right hand and hit him on his white right cheek. Yan Beicheng's white right cheek suddenly became red and swollen at the speed visible to the naked eye. He could not help howling in pain. Qin Lin, who is hiding outside the door and eavesdropping on it, describes it to Qin ya. They are completely relieved, but they secretly sweat for Yan Beicheng. As for the other servants, the expression on their faces was very delicate. They were busy raising their ears and quietly paying attention to the movement outside. At this time, the situation inside has reversed. Yan Beicheng howled miserably and faintly, and he didn't know what to do. For no reason, he pulled back the flower in the street, and pressed her on him again. Mo Shanghua raised her eyes and looked at Yan Beicheng, who was pressed on her body. She felt a little impatient. This time, she shook him up with her palm force. Then she grabbed her collar and threw him out of bed. When Yan Beicheng fell to the ground, there was another burst of crying and howling, which made the servants outside the room laugh. Mo Shanghua has a clear ear and a clear eye. She listens to the outside smile. Her ears turn red for no reason. In her heart, she doesn't want to entangle with Yan Beicheng. She turns over from her bed and walks away. But the next moment, the tall figure and there is a rush! He pressed the flower's thin shoulder and forced it back. Mo Shanghua's face changed! Just now, she didn't feel his half step, so she didn't have time to dodge. With such force, she could not help stepping back and faltering. However, with a faltering effort, Yan Beicheng somehow came to her side. He put his right foot behind her left foot. He took advantage of the skillful force to pick up the flowers on the street, and then he went back. There was a breeze in her ear. The flower on the street looked up. Where I could see was Yan Beicheng's ugly face. Her white fingers suddenly lifted up and held on to his collar. The next moment, they fell to the ground together. It's OK for Mo Shanghua to make this human flesh cushion, but Yan Beicheng, who had nothing to do with it, cried and howled again, and had no masculinity at all. Mo Shanghua is bored in his heart. He just kicks Yan Beicheng's jaw, which makes him cry more miserable. Yan North City called twice, then revenge like climb over, again with the Mo Shanghua entangled together. His actions have no rules to speak of, but I don't know why, often can be inexplicably suppressed. For a time, the two were also entangled in the fight for a long time. Mo Shanghua can't keep up with his physical strength now. After a while, he feels a little exhausted. Fortunately, Yan Beicheng couldn't support himself any more. He collapsed on the ground with a black and blue face, panting and shouting: "no, no, I'm tired to death." Mo Shanghua see this, then also shun step and down, in his side of the weak lie down, small mouth of breathing. After the rest, she could not help thinking in her heart. Her martial arts are not bad. How can Yan Beicheng, who has no martial arts and only relies on brute force, check and balance with her for so long. This alone was enough for her to confirm that he was not as simple as what she saw on the surface. Thinking, she can't help but turn her eyes to see the flowers on the street. In her eyes, there is a light color. It suddenly occurred to her that she would rather cooperate with Yan Beicheng and borrow his name as king Yu to pave the way for herself, instead of taking advantage of him and making fun of Yan Beicheng. Of course, she won't just make a big injustice in yanbeicheng. She believes that this will be a mutually beneficial transaction. She is confident that yanbeicheng will not refuse it. Although the heart has made a decision, but Mo Shanghua's heart is still a bit bottomless, can't help but turn his eyes to see Yan Beicheng lying on the side of the body, eyes light hidden with a bit complex. Yan Beicheng seemed to feel her sight and couldn't help turning his head. "What do you do when you look at me like this? Is there any flower on my face?" Flowers? The flowers on the street smell words, the Mou light can't help but sweep a circle on his cheek. Originally, there was a blood birthmark on his face, which was not very good-looking. Now, because of her kicking, swelling, blue and purple, it's really like a five color palette.The flower on the street suddenly feels that it can't help laughing, and tears out a smile from the corner of the lip. Hearing the speech, Yan Beicheng quickly raised his hand and touched his cheek. As soon as his hand touched his jaw, he cried out in pain. The flower on the street saw this and laughed even more happily. Her eyebrows and eyes all bent up. Yan Beicheng's painful facial features were all tangled up, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes to see the flowers on the street. Seeing that she was so happy, he didn't know why and couldn't get half a breath. "You ugly woman, it is rare to laugh like this." It's more beautiful than a wooden face. He sighed a little in his heart, but his face was filled with the opposite wonder. On the road flower lips radian Shu of a meal, can't help but launch Leng. In this case, she has not heard it for a long time. It turns out that she has not laughed so wantonly for a long time. "Well, I'm praising you. What's your attitude?" Yan North City two elbow half prop up a body, the full eye discontented color of looking at her. Mo Shanghua raised her eyes and looked at his bruised face. After a moment's silence, she turned her head and said, "Oh." "You, you Yan Beicheng was angry and looked at her for a while with gnashing teeth. Then he let out a breath and laid back lazily, "it's really boring." Mo Shanghua really has no psychological meeting. After staring at the overhanging beam over his head for a long time, he suddenly sits up and looks at Yan Beicheng lying on the ground seriously. "I have a business to talk with you." Yan Beicheng lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the stranger, "what business do you talk with me? I have nothing to give you." 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