Qin Yijing stands, her champagne skirt is flying, her beautiful face is indifferent, her Phoenix eyes sweep, but she feels a sense of pressure.
"Have you finished?"
Qin Yi's voice is very good to hear, different from the ordinary girl's soft glutinous crisp, her voice always brings a trace of cold, like Lingding sound of mountain spring.
Wang umbrella Ting Leng Leng Leng, she suddenly felt that some do not know the girl in front of her, this is still the obedient Qin Yi hiding behind her mother.
She saw the shadow of the man in her body, the man who went out on his own, the man who was called Qin Shao.
"When you're done, it's my turn." Qin one by one, playing with a wisp of his hair, lazily leans on Yun Huan's body, and his tone is casual. "Wang Yingting, you are not a human being, and a beast is not a ghost of a beast. Guess, if your brother Qin Mian sees what will happen, will he dislike you? Oh, I forget that he has always hated you, not the one who hates you, and he loves It has always been sun Zhilan. "
"You wang umbrella Ting, can't get into his eyes, also can't enter his heart, is Qin Jiaojiao was born by you and other men, but you stubbornly think that she is Qin Mian's child."
Qin Yi's tone is undisguised ridicule. After she was "dead", she saw everything in her previous life.
Qin Jiaojiao is the child of Wang Yingting and other men when she is drunk. However, she does not want to admit that, or subconsciously, she thinks that Qin Jiaojiao is Qin Mian's child. Later, she designs Qin Mian, and they have no relationship at all.
Stepping on people's painful feet, who can't, Wang Yingting makes her feel bad, then she makes her more uncomfortable.
"You lie. Jiaojiao is brother Mian's child. She is brother Mian's own daughter." Wang umbrella Ting some run rout cry, completely and shrew like.
She hates sun Zhilan and takes Qin Mian away. Qin Mian is her. Only she can be worthy of him. Sun Zhilan has a good skin bag. She can't do anything. It's a straw bag.
But her Wang umbrella Ting is brilliant, why, why, Qin Mian chose that bitch.
Qin Yi looks at Wang umbrella ting in the madness, in the heart does not have any sympathy, the feeling this kind of thing is not to match with or not to match, just love and not love.
Obviously, Qin Mian didn't love her.
"I'm going to kill you." Wang umbrella Ting suddenly burst out of astonishing ferocity, fiercely toward Qin Yi, Qin Yi nimbly dodges past.
Mei's startled nightmare's small face was cold, "yunhuan, I want to solve it by myself. Today, I want to dig out the cancer in my heart."
Cloud Huan ready to step forward to pause, looking at a war girl, the United States is like a cold winter tree on the red plum, tough and straight, his eyebrows suddenly soft a little bit, "good."
"Little bitch, who will die is still unknown." Wang umbrella Ting slightly restored a few silk sense, green vines with barbs, mercilessly toward Qin a draw.
Qin Yi's hands congealed with ice blades, and without hesitation, she met them. This time, it was not her struggle with Wang Yingting, but her struggle with herself.
Both sides you come and I go, Wang umbrella Ting is more difficult than imagined to deal with some.
The main thing is that there is no trace of her vine blade.
With a wave of Qin's hand, the land under Wang's feet was frozen.
Wang parating eyebrows disdain, vines a support, smooth escape.
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