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When they turned around and saw me, the man's face changed. The woman was still smiling, but she was also pretty. The young ladies raised in the capital all had gold and jade inlaid on them. They were extremely skilled at dressing themselves up.

"Why are you here?" Young Master Xiang's expression was very ugly.

I smiled, "Is this fate? Hello, Miss Chen. My name is Heaven's Love. My surname used to be Fu, but now my surname has changed to Mo. Yes, this young master understands. Miss Chen, you are very beautiful."

"Shut up." He looked at Shaobei with a dark and gloomy expression.

That young miss was a little confused, but she smiled: "So you two know each other."

"Why did you just tell me not to say anything? Are you afraid that Miss Chen will know something? It's not good to hide it." Oh, big sister Chen, did you hear him say that I'll only marry you, not you? I can recite those words with my eyes closed, that's what he told my big sister in the past, but now I don't think he remembers what he said. Big sister Chen, are you saying that men's words are like dog farts?

"Mo Tian Ai, you … "You still have the face to call me elder sister Wenzhi, you slut." He was gritting his teeth because the expression on the Chen family's young miss' face had turned extremely ugly.

I laughed happily. "Yes, I am a slut, and you still want to get along well with me, otherwise you would have already married a beautiful lady, don't be in such a hurry to kill me, men always eat in pots and look at the bowl. You said that one day you would die with me, do you think that you would be moved to fight for me and die for me? "No, I just came today to see how many women you must marry. I'm really curious." Constantly misleading and adding fuel to the fire, extremely happy.

When I angered him, I ran away.

Miss Chen stood up and walked away coldly.

He chased me so fast that I stopped and smiled wantonly at him. Look at such a man, Flucci, and you'll make me angry again.

No, you don't see it. You just tuck yourself in your shell.

Mockingly carrying the fishing rod on his back, Mo Li will definitely scold me again when we get back. I can't be considered a gentleman to this Shaobei guy, he's no different from me, he's not a good person.

The Emperor was still looking at me after watching a good play. I really wanted to pick up a rock and smash him to pieces before running away. He looked at me. I felt so weird and creepy.

I'm not afraid of Ming Dao. I hate hidden arrows. I thought for a while, then ran over to him: "Why would you ask for that?"

He smiled, his eyes bright. "I need a woman like you."

I held my stomach and laughed. "Someone like me."

"Yes." He didn't think too much about it.

I touched my forehead, then stood on tiptoe and boldly touched his forehead with my dirty hands. When I saw the look of disdain in his eyes, I raised my eyebrows and smiled. So I put my hand on his forehead and rubbed it carelessly, and then I said seriously, "It's mild on the surface, but it's too evil. You need to take some medicine."

He is not sick, he needs a woman like me. Many people judge me in this way: low, harsh, vicious, shameless. Could it be that his life in the palace is as silent as a dead water?

If the emperor was ill, then the imperial physicians would be very busy. The herbs used to clear the fire would definitely be sold well.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Do you dare to make a bet?"

"Why should I bet with you?" He's bored.

"You don't dare?"

Heh, this is picking the banks. I lazily said, "Your provocation is really useless. I, Mo Tian Love, am not so full that I can play with you."

"You really don't dare." He smiled confidently, "You will bet with me. Just now, you were just being polite. You will be very interested in the outcome of the bet. I have never fought a battle without holding back."

He just said that and left.

I was still confused. What did he mean? I couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I thought.

Fine, fine, fine. Kill ten million emperors. This is your revenge, right? Let me think about it in my heart. You want me to eat until I can't eat or sleep so that I can't fall asleep.