Chapter 638

"Gee, why do you bother to take them out. What a shame to lose it. If you don't give it to me, it's fine. ”

Yan Zhengling is a child who grew up in the palm of everyone's hands, although she has a good upbringing, but once she is wronged and exceeds her load, her eldest lady's temper will also attack.

Just like now—

"Take all the clothes in my suitcase, if you like. Oh, and that set of skincare products worth 10 million, all for you. If you don't like it, burn it all for me! ”

She was extremely angry, "It's all bought with your brother's money." I don't want it. After me and him, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road, and each will not—"

"What about each?" The wind pushed the Lord of War and turned in from the fork in the road, the wheelchair lying in front of her.

Yan Zhengling glared at him angrily, and he wanted to say something to his lips. Finally, the heart is horizontal, "Each has nothing to do." ”

Zhan Han Jue nodded, "There is a backbone." ”

Yan Zhengling's hair is scattered, and there are no decorations on her body, as if she is naturally carved and decorated, as beautiful as jade.

Zhan Hanjue saw her puffing expression, especially when he heard her say that her clothes and skin care products were bought with his money, and for some reason, the stasis all over her body became happy.

It's disgusting.

"Fengxian, let's go."

Then he commanded the wind, "Let us go." ”

Yan Zhengling was dumbfounded - since this guy is here, he won't say anything about taking her home.

Yan Zhengling turned back again.

Fengxian's residence is next to Xiangding Garden, and he has to be on the same road with Zhan Hanjue for a long time.

Yan Zhengling snorted, turned around and turned around to go against Zhan Hanjue.

Fengxian shouted: "Sister Zhengling, that's the way to the Wutong Compound." ”

As she walked, she was unhappy and began to kick the pebbles embedded in the floor.

The man who was as powerful as an ox kicked out the pebbles, and what was even more exaggerated was that after the pebbles made a perfect parabola in the air, they smashed them into the body of Zhan Hanjue.

Yan Zhengling was killed and abused by the back of the cold lord, and he was so loveless that he couldn't love it.

That guy was in a wheelchair, and the straight spine and the noble aura that exuded from her body also made her addicted.

The wind turned his head to look at Yan Zhengling, with an expression of "you ask for more blessings".

Wind turned the wheelchair around, and the Lord of Frost was still weighing the stone in his hand. Sen Han's gaze fell on the woman opposite.

The Lost Battle Hanjue was quick and reached out to grab the pebble.

Then, the wheelchair came to a halt.

Yan Zhengling's eyes immediately turned to other places, with a look of "I didn't do it".

Feng Xian was afraid that his brother would misunderstand, so he hurriedly defended, "It's not me, it's not me." ”

The Lord of War had no intention of giving up.

If he doesn't give way, Fengxian and Yan Zhengling won't be able to go.

Yan Zhengling was helpless, and moved her resentful gaze to him, "I didn't mean to. "Soft and glutinous, but with the charm of milk.