This princess is so strange.

She had inquired about her temperament, being gentle and harmless, kind-hearted, and a dodder flower raised from a greenhouse. She was delicate and simple. This kind of person is generally best controlled. She had dealt with many things before, and if she used a little trick, they would be fooled by her.

But the one in front of me is very warm and beautiful, but why is it not easy to deal with at all?

The smile on Ye Weilan's face looked extremely gentle, but the words he said were very sarcastic: "I'm so proud of you."

She felt that she had wasted too much time, so she walked past her to find Qi Ye.

A trace of gloom appeared on Yao Ling's face, almost ashamed as anger. The woman's arrogant attitude made her feel that her methods were not worth mentioning in front of her. She was the noble queen, and she was the self-righteous clown.

Yao Ling turned her head and sneered: "His Royal Highness, do you know the pain of being snatched away from your beloved person? You will taste it soon."

Ye Weilan did not look back, but just curled a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

"I'm here to steal your man," Yao Ling looked at her slender back, and her delicate tone seemed to contain a poison-tempering needle: "A man like Yedi is such a beautiful man, he must have good kung fu on the bed."

Ye Weilan's steps finally stopped. He turned around and looked at his eyes with a strange air-cold look: "I am a man's bed. What does it have to do with you?"

Yao Ling was like a little white flower. She walked forward with a rippling heart, smiling on her face, and a soft tone with full confidence: "Because he will soon become mine, and you will soon be ruthlessly thrown away by him, completely savoring the pain of being taken away by his beloved person, and she will definitely be in pain."

Her young and beautiful face had a kind of arrogant pride, swaying in her figure, and her tall chest was rippling like waves. She smiled proudly, waiting for the moment when Ye Weilan was angry.

She wanted to tear the woman's light and happy expression apart.

Ye Weilan's pure pupils reflected a clear and shiny light and shadow. She stared at Yao Ling, and the air around her became inexplicably heavy, making people feel pain in their hearts.

Yao Ling looked at the woman's rare crystal pupils, and suddenly felt cold inexplicably, and her smile suddenly faded.

Ye Weilan smiled and said, "It's very good..." Her soft red lips flashed over a cold smile. She was about to teach this woman who was ignorant of the sky and the earth a lesson. A crisp and sweet voice suddenly came from the slant.

"Wow, mommy, this aunt is in heat!"

Ye Weilan's extremely brewing emotions were interrupted by this familiar voice. Turning back, Xiaoxue was wearing a white down jacket and a delicate hairpin, and a pink and round ball. She blinked her pure big eyes and looked at Yao Ling with a shiny voice, and asked in a slight voice: "Auntie, are you springing like a cat? But now it's winter, why do you spring?"

A pair of young and tender little hands scratched their heads, and their beautiful little face was particularly confused and puzzled.

estrus?

Spring?

Yao Ling's face shook violently, and the two pieces of flesh on her chest were trembling with anger. She stared at Xiaoxue, and wanted to scold her but had to hold back.
Chapter completed!