"Miss Yuan, you are too beautiful, you are not worthy of you, let's get out of the marriage."

Pingcheng is in April, and spring is late.

There are a pair of men and women standing in the lakeside water pavilion of Rongyuan Houfu.

Yuan Changhuan narrowed his eyes, listened to the thin and tall man in front of him confidently announced his divorce, and replied quietly: "Beautiful, or is it my fault?" ”

The wind blew, and the splendid skirt of the woman who spoke flew, and the slender waist that was not in a grip was undoubtedly revealed, but the abundance of the three inches on the waist was also considerable.

Further up, there is a beautiful and coquettish, lively face.

"I don't blame you for being beautiful, but it's your fault to go out and show up, a few days ago, I saw you swimming in the lake in the north of the city."

Fu Chu raised his eyes indignantly, and he saw Yuan Changhuan's peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all seductive spring colors.

I felt even more confident, and pointed at Yuan Changhuan: "Look at your appearance, you are seducing people all the time, you have a fiancé and go out to mess with flowers and grass, who dares to marry you in a serious family, this marriage, whether you agree or not, my Fu family is retiring!" ”

It's rare for this nerd to be tough.

Yuan Changhuan was not frightened, and sneered, "Retreat, who do you think you are, thin as a weak chicken, white as a ghost, as if infected with flower willow disease, this girl is so beautiful, I don't want to be a widow early." ”

Poisonous tongue and mean words spit out from that red and glamorous lips.

"You, are you what a woman should say! What's the use of being beautiful, virtuous and virtuous is the foundation of a woman! ”

Hearing Fu Chu's anger, Yuan Changhuan's expression remained unchanged, and his already beautiful and dazzling face was slightly Ling, and he sneered, "It's up to you, and you dare to tell this girl what women are fundamental, do you have roots?" ”

Yuan Changhuan squinted at him lazily, his bewitching eyes seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and he was very ironic.

Suddenly so angry that Fu Chu blushed to the root of his neck, as if he had seen a ghost, and suddenly retreated, "You...... You, shameless! ”

"Divorce today, wait and see!"

Trembling and leaving a sentence, he turned and fled.

Looking at his stumbling back, Yuan Changhuan sneered.

Then he took out a small bronze mirror from the jade belt around his waist, and took a picture of the bronze mirror, and Zhu's red lips were slightly upturned, "Heh, you dare to dislike this girl's beauty like this." ”

"The beauty and connotation of this girl are not something that such ordinary people can appreciate!"

Gu Ying, the Yuan girl who was dismissed for the seventh time because of her beauty, finished taking pity on herself and walked slowly along the bluestone path.

As soon as I took a step, a clear and beautiful laugh rang in my ears.

Miss Yuan's body stiffened, and her heart was turbulent.

Fang was so ashamed of being seen!

Stiffly turned.

The peach blossoms on both sides are scattered, and the eyes are lost.

In the depths of the peach blossoms, a person walked out, his body was elegant, his pace was slow and leisurely, the closer he got, the more Yuan Changhuan saw his appearance clearly.

Black hair splashed with ink, skin as white as jade, handsome and picturesque face, like a craftsman's ingenious work, that pair of phoenix eyes, slightly bent, dyed all the mystery and elegance in the world.

Under the sun, the hairpins of mutton fat and white jade exude a warm glow.

Yuan Changhuan felt a sense of suffocation on his face.

It's a thank you!

In the previous life, above 10,000 people, the power leaned towards the government and the opposition, and the emperor respected the emperor's thanks!

Oh no, it's just the prince of the Imperial Prince's Mansion now.

"Xie Shizi ......"

Yuan Changhuan sorted out his thoughts in a moment, this is a golden thigh, if he hugs it, wouldn't this life be stable and worry-free.

It's beautiful to think about.

Looking at the beautiful and moving woman in front of her, she smiled and smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were burning, but Xie Ci uncontrollably fell her eyes on her fingers that caressed her sideburns.

Slender hands, fingers like onion roots.

Xie Ci raised his eyebrows and laughed lowly, "Miss Yuan is unparalleled in beauty, and she is captivating the country and the city, and it is indeed the son of Fang Cai who has poor eyesight." ”