V2.Chapter 36

Hearing this, Yan Beicheng simply stopped his hand and put the weight of his whole body on her body, and his stubborn hum ignored her words.

Childish.

On the street flower is silent, in the heart curse a, don't want to go on with him, two hands against his chest, raise hand to push him away.

However, she just got ready to get up, and Yanbei City somehow pulled her into his arms and fell heavily on his chest.

A sense of insecurity suddenly appeared in the flower heart of the stranger. Subconsciously, he hit his chest with his elbow. He got up, clenched his right hand and hit him on his white right cheek.

Yan Beicheng's white right cheek became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. He could not help but howl in pain.

Qin Lin, who is hiding outside the door, hears it and describes it with Qin ya. The two people are completely relieved, but they quietly sweat for Yan Beicheng.

As for the rest of the servants, their facial expressions were suddenly delicate, and they were busy pricking up their ears and quietly paying attention to the movement outside.

At this time, the situation in neili was reversed.

Yan Beicheng howled miserably and faintly. He didn't know what to do. He pulled the flower Lala from the stranger again and pressed her back on the body.

The stranger raised her eyes and looked at Yan Beicheng who was pressing on her. She felt a little impatient in her heart. This time, she shook him up with her palm strength, then grabbed her collar and threw him out of bed.

Yanbei city fell to the ground, and immediately there was a burst of crying and howling, which led to the servants outside the room, who could not help laughing.

On the street flower's ears and eyes, she listened to the smile outside, and her ears turned red for no reason. In her heart, she didn't want to get entangled with yanbeicheng. She turned over from her bed and strode to leave.

But the next moment, that tall figure and have to rush!

He pressed the thin shoulder of the flower and took it back.

A stranger's face changed!

She didn't feel his half footstep just now, so she didn't have time to dodge. It was so powerful that she could not help but take a step backward and stagger.

However, with a staggering effort, Yan Beicheng somehow came to her side, with her right foot around her left foot. With a slight hook of skillful force, she might as well spend flowers on the street, and then she immediately carried her back.

With the sound of the breeze in her ear, the flower on the stranger raised her eyes, and the place where the rest of the light could reach was Yan Beicheng's ugly face. She suddenly raised her white and thin fingers and grasped his collar tightly.

The next moment, they both fell to the ground.

It's OK to make this human flesh mat by moshang flower, but Yan Beicheng, who has nothing to do, is crying and howling. He has no masculinity at all.

In the heart of the stranger flower, he simply kicked on the jaw of Yanbei City, which made him cry more miserable.

Yanbei city called twice, and then climbed over like revenge, again entangled with the stranger flowers together.

He had no rules and regulations to speak of, but he did not know why, and often he could suppress the strange flowers.

For a while, the two people were also entangled with each other for a long time.

Now, the body and physical strength of moshang flower can't keep up with it. After a while, I feel a little exhausted.

Fortunately, Yanbei City couldn't hold on. He fell to the ground panting with his black and blue cheeks. He yelled: "no more, no more. I'm tired to death."

Seeing this, he also went down the steps, lying on his side powerless, breathing.

After a rest, she could not help thinking.

Her martial arts are not bad, and Yan Beicheng, who has no martial arts skills and only relies on brute force, could have been able to check and balance with her for so long.

This alone was enough to confirm that he was not as simple as he appeared to be.

Thinking, she can not help but turn her eyes to see the flowers on the road, in the water eyes, rippling open a touch of light and quiet color.

It suddenly occurred to her that she would rather cooperate with Yan Beicheng and use his name as the king of Yu to pave the way for herself, so that she would not have to be so troublesome.

Of course, she would not have just made a big mistake in yanbeicheng. She believed that this would be a mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial transaction. She was confident that yanbeicheng would not refuse.

In spite of the decision-making in mind, but there is still a bit of no bottom in the heart of the stranger flower. I can't help but turn my eyes to Yan Beicheng lying on the side of her body. Her eyes are a bit complicated.

Yan Beicheng seemed to feel her sight and couldn't help turning her head. "What are you doing with this king? Is there any flower on my face?"

Flowers?

On the street flower smell speech, Mou Guang can't help but sweep a circle on his cheek.

Originally, there was a bloody birthmark on his face. Now, because she had just kicked her feet, she was swollen with blue and purple, which was really like a five color palette.The flower on the stranger suddenly feels unable to help but laugh, and the corners of his lips pull out a smile.

Hearing this, Yan Beicheng raised his hand and touched his cheek. His hand had just touched his jaw, and he cried out in pain.

On the street flower sees a form, smile is more happy, eyebrows and eyes all follow curved up.

Yan Beicheng's painful facial features are all tangled together, but still reluctantly open his eyes to see the flowers on the stranger. Seeing her smile so happy, I don't know why she can't afford to be half angry.

"You ugly woman, it's rare for you to laugh like this."

It's more beautiful than a face.

He sighed a little in his heart, but on the surface he was puzzled by the opposite.

Mo Shang Hua lip edge radian Shu of a meal, can't help but initiate Leng.

Such words, she has not heard for a long time, originally, she is really a long time did not have such wanton smile.

"Well, I'm praising you. What's your attitude like that?" Yan Beicheng two elbows and a half up body, full of dissatisfaction at the color of looking at her.

The flower on the street looked at his black and blue face and swollen face, silent for a while, then the head side in the past, "Oh."

"You, you!" Yan Beicheng was so angry that he looked at her with gnashing teeth for a while. Then he let out a breath and lay back lazily again. "It's boring."

Flowers on the street really have no psychology, staring at the top of the hanging beam for a long time, then suddenly sat up, divided into serious looking at Yan Beicheng lying on the ground, "I have a business, I want to talk to you."

Yan Beicheng raised his eyelids lazily and glanced at the stranger. "What business do you want to talk about with this king? I can't give you anything."

The bottom of clear eyes is faintly gushing out a bit of interest.