Chapter 417： Forced marriage (3)

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"Well... the left point, the left point... the night is dustless, where do you touch me?"

"Women, aren't you let me point to the left?" The night was dusty and grievances looked at Mu Ruyue, but the purple scorpion passed a strange light.

"You..." Mu Ruyue’s body slammed into flames. "I didn't let you move so many positions to the left!"

This **** must be intentional! ! !

The man who looked at the noble and evil charm showed a smile to the woman in white, and some people in the place did not feel stupid.

Whether it is the secular world or the mainland of China, it is all about husbands. The wife is coming back to serve her husband. How do you feel that roles are now interchanged?

Dong Faran’s face is gradually not good-looking. The two people’s unparalleled love and kindness are clearly not to put them in the eye.

"Hey, why did the aunt want the big brother to pinch her legs? Is she too old?" Dong Linger smiled slyly, and there was a full smile in the big eyes of the water, "Linger It’s only fifteen years old, still very young, so it’s not going to make people massage for Linger.”

The voice just fell, and countless knives with a knife fell to Dong Linger.

I don’t know who sent out a sneer in the crowd: “Miss Lord of the City is really a naive, this is like a big aunt who is older than you. What’s so great at the age of fifteen? It’s not that you want to seduce the capital of others. I really don’t know if you are really straightforward or arrogant.

There are quite a few young women in the presence, and Dong Linger’s words have basically satirized them all.

The woman next to the night without dust seems to be 19 years old? It’s so young and beautiful. If she is old, what do they count?

"No dust."

Mu Ruyue’s brow was picked, and he held his hand in the night without dust. He shook his head slightly: “A child, don’t worry about it.”

Hearing the woman's indifferent voice, the nightless dust slowly calmed down the inner murder. However, the purple scorpion still shot two cold rays, and even the temperature with the whole body dropped a few points.

Mu Ruyue tasted the tea in front of him, but his spiritual power spread involuntarily and gradually spread to every corner of the city government.

But I never found the person I wanted to find.

Could it not be blue moon not coming here? I guess wrong?

However, she did not relax her vigilance. If someone behind the blue moon helped her, then this person must not be underestimated...

"Muer, the tea in this city's main house is still good." The nightless purple cicada passed a trace of light, like a smile.

When it comes to these two words, Dong Feiran’s heart suddenly jumps, his eyes fixed on the night without dust.

Did he discover something? Or did you inadvertently say these two words?

No matter what, since he drank this water, he could only be controlled by him...

"No dust, what's wrong with you?" Mu Ruyue turned his head and looked to the night without dust. After seeing his pale face, his brow could not help but wrinkle and asked with concern.

"Nothing, just a little dizzy," the night dustlessly shook his head, and the evil purple cicada gradually brought a touch of faint color, gradually losing the original color.

When I saw the medicine reacted, Dong Feiran’s heart was happy, saying: “Haha, the dust-free son, the tea in our city’s main house is certainly good. You have never tasted it. I just have one thing to trouble you, me. This daughter is good both in appearance and character. Therefore, I intend to let her marry the son and choose a good day to let you become a relative."