C200 Really a little beauty

Zhao Yiming looked at this beggar boy who was arguing with him, and his heart was full of smiles. In the past, she had been fond of reading Old Man Jin's book. Thus, he still remembered that beggar, Huang Rong, vividly.

Perhaps this little beggar in front of him was a beauty as well. Even if she wasn't a beauty, she might be some kind of prodigy that everyone could chat with.

He laughed and said, "Waiter, don't argue with that little brother. Whatever he wants is on my head."

The little beggar shook off the waiter and walked up to him in two steps. Looking at him, who was full of smiles, he put his hands on his waist and said, "Do I know you very well? Why should I count it on your head?"

Zhao Yiming spread out his hands and said: "I feel that meeting little brother is fated, so how can I not be friends with you? If little brother doesn't mind, how about we sit down and drink a cup together?"

The little beggar raised his head and said, "To drink a cup, is it that I'm afraid of you?" After he finished speaking, he sat down across him and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating.

Zhao Yiming laughed and said: "In my hometown, there is a very famous story, saying that there's a silly boy, that it's his first time wandering the martial arts world, and he met a little beggar.

The little beggar was touched by this silly boy who had tried to take advantage of him. The little beggar turned into a beautiful flower like beauty, and his father was one of the most famous experts in the martial arts world.

This little beauty was completely devoted to that silly boy, doing everything she could to help him. In the end, this foolish brat became the First Expert of the world, and received the reverence of everyone.

However, the happiest thing about this silly boy was still to have a marriage alliance with that little beauty. Then, the two of them flew together, becoming the divine condor couple that the people of the world envied. "

The little beggar's face was covered in a thick layer of filth. It was hard to see the change in his expression, but within his clear and bright eyes, there was a distinct trace of panic.

Zhao Yiming laughed out loud, and extended his hand to grab the little beggar's hand. He felt that this small hand was extremely soft and fragile, and that holding it in his hand felt extremely delicate.

A thought struck him. Could it be that his luck was really that good to be able to run into a smart and beautiful girl like Rong'er who would be with him for the rest of his life?

The little beggar struggled for a moment, retracting his hand and glaring at him in dissatisfaction: "I don't believe this story of yours. If that little beggar was really a little beauty, how would he take a fancy to that foolish brat."

Zhao Yiming laughed and said: "Fate is always like this, it is not necessarily that you will see it correctly at any time, and then you will sing about the spark of love.

I see that little brother's eyes are clear and bright, and I don't know if this little brother is a beauty or not. Even though I am not a fool, I am still willing to dig out the lungs for this little beauty. "

The little beggar smiled brightly and said, "Then what if the little beauty asks you to give up your heart?"

Zhao Yiming shrugged his shoulders and said, "If she's willing, then it means that she doesn't love me. If she loves me, then even without me taking it out, she would feel the sincere feelings in my heart."

The little beggar snorted from his nose and said, "You men are always so hypocritical. All you have to say is what you say. When I tell you to do it, you will shirk all responsibility."

Zhao Yiming curled his lips and said: "What do you mean we're men? Little brother, could it be that you're really not a man, then let me see if you're a little beauty or not."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised the wine in his hand and placed it on the little beggar's face. He skillfully avoided harming the little beggar, but it washed most of the dirt off her face.

The little beggar's reaction was fast as well. He used his hands to block with his face, and in the blink of an eye, he was already gone.

Zhao Yiming took a glance and could only see the bottom half of the little beggar's face. His entire jaw was incomparably smooth, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his skin was crystal clear and shiny.

In fact, it wasn't because he was being impulsive, but because he felt that Guo Qing and Huang Rong could only happen in novels. If this little beggar appeared in front of him right now, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Furthermore, he did not think that he would have any sort of 'bastard' aura. Those things like 'tiger body trembling', 'little brother', 'beautiful girl' crying and throwing himself into his arms' were all nonsense.

The little beggar ran away and wiped away his devastatingly beautiful face. His eyes were full of hatred. Ever since she was young, it had always been her that toyed with others. This was the first time she was toyed with by someone else.

She gritted her teeth and said, "You brat, remember this. If I don't make you submit to me, I won't be the Little Demoness Zhou Xiyao."

Zhao Yiming suddenly sneezed twice, muttering to himself: "One sneeze to think about, two sneezes to curse, who did I offend, to actually scold me behind my back."

Seeing the drunk donkey, he couldn't help but to secretly shake his head. He felt that the next time he met the Second Brother, he could let the donkey and the Second Brother compete with each other to see who could drink who.

The donkey, who had drunk some wine, was obviously very excited. It quickly ran with him. Suddenly, a woman in red flashed by in front of them. Unable to stop itself, the donkey rushed towards the woman.

The woman in red was so frightened that she cried out and fell to the ground. However, the donkey did have some ability, and it directly flew over from her body.

Zhao Yiming angrily patted the donkey's head with his hand: "Do you think you're a fuerdai? You dare to drive a donkey on the road? What if you bump into someone, if you don't listen, I'll kill you for meat."

The donkey snorted loudly, and then acted like it was embarrassed. Zhao Yiming helplessly shook his head and walked towards the red-clothed female.

The woman was currently sitting on the road, her face covered in sweat. Zhao Yiming walked to her side and said, "Are you alright, young lady?

The woman's expression was somewhat pained as she said, "My young master is fine, but his legs seem to be twisted. He can't even stand up. I just want to rest for a bit and then he'll be fine."

Zhao Yiming extended his hand and picked up the woman's right foot. He never thought that this woman's appearance would be so ordinary, but her leg was actually so exquisite, it looked especially beautiful.

He used his hand to gently pinch the woman's ankle and secretly probed with his true essence. There were indeed some bruises on the soft tissue. It seemed that this was not a lie.

He gently rubbed it with his hand, then injected some true energy into it to repair the damaged soft tissue. Only then did he look at the woman apologetically.