Chapter 63

Fang Yuan thought of a movie played by Xingye. He knelt in front of the hostess, looked helpless with his hands facing the sky, and cried sadly, "goddess, please let me go!"

If the flower demon is willing to let him go, Fang Yuan doesn't mind learning from the star master and kneeling on the ground to beg her.

Although it's really embarrassing for a man to kneel down and beg for mercy for a woman, Fang Yuan thinks that men still love to drill under a woman's skirt. What's the significance of kneeling down?

Fang Yuan didn't take kneeling for a woman seriously, but he would never kneel for a flower demon.

Because he knew very well that even if he knelt in front of the goblin all night and broke his head, the flower goblin would not let him go.

He only hoped that the flower demon could find out his conscience and finally felt that he was the most hated man in the world. He kicked him away like a dead dog and never wanted to see him again.

It's a pity that the flower demon looked at his husband. He was as serious as usual and didn't mean to joke.

Fang Yuan raised his hand and gave himself a big mouth. He worked hard and the corners of his mouth were broken.

The flower demon was not frightened. He still looked at him. There was no joy or anger in his eyes, let alone surprise. He was only curious: "why do you smoke your mouth?"

"I want to smoke to death -- hum, I like to smoke my mouth. You can control it?"

Fang Yuan glared at her again, then bent his knees, held his head in his hands, made a gesture to kneel down, and shouted like the star: "please, let me go, OK?"

The flower demon was not moved at all and said faintly, "I never take back what I said, even if you kill me."

"Well, I'll kill you!"

Seeing that he was about to kneel on the ground, Huo Di grew up, stretched his left hand to the neck of the flower demon, raised his right fist high, his face was ferocious and frightening, and his eyes were full of terrible killing intention.

If you were someone else, you would be frightened by Fang Yuan.

But the flower demon was as calm as the ancient well, just looking at him.

"Well, I have no seed."

Fang Yuan sighed heavily and retracted his left hand, which was about to pinch the flower demon's neck.

Some girls, like those made of soap bubbles, are so delicate that people dare not move casually. They are afraid that if their fingers touch them, she will burst and disappear.

Flower demon is such a girl. Even if Fang Yuan hates her so much that her teeth itch, she can't bear to touch her all at once, let alone kill her.

This is not hypocritical, nor is it cheap, but a feeling from the heart.

If Fang Yuan really hurt her, even if the mysterious family won't seek revenge and let him go unpunished, he is destined to live in deep guilt all his life and never be happy again.

The flower demon, who is only 16 years old, has an irresistible charm.

However, her charm emanates from her bones, which is completely different from those women who flirt. It is like a white lotus growing from the mud, which makes you fall only because of her charm, but will not profane her at all.

She is a goddess. She should stand in the clouds for the world to look up to.

When she was 13 years old, she occasionally came to earth, but was suddenly caught by a disciple who couldn't resist her charm. She bent her head and kissed her soft lips.

The goddess's fan moved.

God can testify for Fang Yuan: in those years, he couldn't help kissing the flower demon. It was purely an appreciation that couldn't restrain himself. There was no dirty idea, just like women who saw beautiful flowers and couldn't help but bow their heads and smell them.

But why did the goddess recognize him as her husband?

If the actual age of the flower demon can match her body, Fangyuan will definitely go from her and concentrate on being her husband -- it's not for an emperor to have a delicate woman like the flower demon as his wife.

She seemed to dominate the aura of all women in the world. Compared with her, other women were like grass mustard.

Only she is only sixteen now.

Even if Fang Yuan is evil, he won't have that idea about a girl.

If the flower demon can allow Fang Yuan to live according to the life he wants in the five years when she grows up (at least 18 years old), he will still marry her and swear that she will be the only woman after marriage.

But the flower demon didn't agree with Fang Yuan. From the moment he kissed her, he became her man. All women who dared to have an intimate relationship with her husband had to die.

The flower demon is not kidding.

So far, seven women have died in her hands.

Moreover, this number may continue to grow with the dishonesty of the surrounding area.

Whoever that woman is, as long as she has that relationship with Fangyuan, she will die.

"I know you've been waiting hard these years. But after you secretly returned home, I found you very hard. For this reason, I didn't hesitate to use the money monkey king to force you out. "

The voice of the flower demon is very light and soft, just like the autumn wind passing through my hair: "I'm always looking forward to growing up. The first thing I open my eyes every morning is how many days I have to reach my 18th birthday."

Fang Yuan could hear that the flower demon was serious when she spoke without any falsehood. She said that she would count how many days she would grow up after waking up every morning.

The flower demon continued: "in fact, I understand very well that a man of your age and so rich social experience is not allowed to touch any man in the five years when I grow up, which is very cruel and unfair to you."

Fang Yuan took off a blade of grass and said with a sneer, "you know, so what? It's just talking."

"I can't help it."

The flower demon gently bit his lower lip, walked to the side of the square, sat down slowly next to him, sat down in the grass beside him, slowly leaned his head against his arm, looked at the river and whispered, "you can only blame me. I wonder why I couldn't meet you one day earlier. On the day I met you, the night before my thirteenth birthday, I just swore in front of the memorial tablets of my ancestors that I wouldn't marry until I was 18. "

Fang Yuan wanted to push her away, but she just had this idea, but she was reluctant to give up. In particular, the body fragrance emitted by her body was so intoxicating that she had to pretend to be cold and continue to sneer: "hum, in my opinion, the vows are bullshit. If you let go, there will be nothing. "

"But my last name is Hua."

The flower demon spit out these four words.

Fang Yuan said impatiently, "yes, your surname is Hua! You told me that your flower family originated in the era of King Wen of Zhou Dynasty. It is the oldest, most mysterious and profound family in the world - you are the successor of the new patriarch. You are a golden word. What you say is the imperial edict. You would rather die than change! "

"But I'm not."

Fang Yuan became more angry and looked down at her: "man, I'm a disciple. Picking up girls is my favorite. Let me be a monk for up to five years. Life is better than death! We are not at the same level at all, let alone in the same world. Can you let me go like a fart and pull me down? "

When Fang Yuan said something indecent, the flower demon frowned slightly: "you know, when I swore the night before my thirteenth birthday, maybe I made a wish?"

"You said it 800 times."

Fang Yuan said angrily, "the man who married you is the first man to kiss you. Whether that man is a beggar or an old man, you will obey your wishes and be his wife at ease. "

"Just remember."

"But you can change it."

"The future patriarch of the flower family will never take back what he said."

"I -- well, let me ask you. If that day, an old lust stick who was dying accidentally kissed you, you would really marry him? "

"Fortunately, you are very young and can grow. I am very satisfied."

"But I'm not satisfied!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help it any more. He reached out and pushed her away and shouted, "do you know what life I had after Barbara (the wife of a drug lord) died?"

The flower demon raised his head and looked at him: "nothing more than that I haven't touched a woman. In addition to this, as long as you want, no matter what kind of life you live, I can meet your needs. "

"I'm a man, young man!"

Fang Yuan stood up and beat his chest and feet: "a man of my age is not a monk. How boring life is without women?"

The flower demon blinked and asked, "don't I also have no men?"

"You..."

There is no language around.

He found that the flower demon was still as naive and unreasonable as a few years ago.

The flower demon also stood up, stretched out his hand to pick up his chin and said softly, "don't be angry anymore. Please wait for me to grow up, okay?"

Please wait until I grow up.

These five words suddenly quenched all the anger in Fang Yuan's heart.

A goddess like underage girl, with a pleading tone, asked him to wait until she grew up -- how could he refuse?

Seeing that Fang Yuan was moved by himself, Hua Xiaoyao brightened his eyes and continued to say, "two years is actually very short, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's very short. It's only 730 days at most. The time to fart is over."

Fang Yuan sighed and cut off the topic: "is Chu Nan okay?"

"You know, I planned her to be an actress?"

"Besides you, who else can let those American devils temporarily replace important actors?"

"You thought it was me?"

"No, I only thought of it today."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "I didn't touch her."

"That's why she won't have an accident."

The flower demon said faintly, "I just let her leave you. In fact, I gave all seven women a chance. As long as they promise never to associate with you, they won't die. It's a pity that they don't cherish their lives. I only give them one chance. "

Fang Yuan obviously didn't want to mention those women and lit a cigarette: "you came to me tonight to tell me this?"

"No."

The flower demon shook his head: "I'm here to tell you three things. First, I have to go. Grandpa is in poor health. I have to go back and accompany him. "

"You have grandpa?"

Fang Yuan looked surprised.

The flower demon ignored his sarcasm and continued, "second, I want to give you something."

Fang Yuan immediately refused: "I don't want -- even women, as long as they are sent by you, not all. Oh, to tell you the truth, you'd better get rid of all the things you gave my family today so that I won't be upset when I see them. "

"Well, those things are just to make you happy."

The flower demon thought for a moment and said, "however, you have to accept what I offer you, whether you like it or not."