The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Ling Chenyu stood there, looking at the mighty tiger-like fist of King Zhennan, and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Alas, in this world, it’s not right to accept it, and it’s not right not to accept it. It’s really a headache.

Finally he sighed, turned slightly, and half-took the punch with his handsome face.

For the sake of a happy life in the future.

Sure enough, the fist hit his cheek with a "bang", and it was as red as an apple kissed by the setting sun.

Ling Chenyu only felt a burning sensation coming from his face.

He instinctively raised his fist, wanting to fight back.

But the thought that this ferocious Prince Zhennan might be his future father-in-law.

He instantly lost his temper, and his fist became soft and light like cotton.

Unexpectedly, this point became the reason for Prince Zhennan's attack.

The Prince of Zhennan taunted us one after another, and his fists became harder and harder.

"I thought he was pretty good, but I didn't expect him to be so weak."

"I'm afraid your fist can't even kill a mosquito, right?"

"Such a woman, has no food to eat?"

Ling Chenyu felt aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew very well that he was in the wrong, so he had to swallow his anger and let the King of Zhennan beat him up.

When he thought of the other party's father-in-law's identity, he didn't dare to fight back.

In this way, you can only get injured automatically.

When he was grimacing in pain, Ling Chenyu realized that he was too naive.

But I still naively comfort myself.

这不是在挨揍，这是在为了爱情，为了未来的幸福生活，付出！

The fists of King Zhennan rained down on Ling Chenyu's body like raindrops. He grimaced in pain, but gritted his teeth and said nothing.

He counted silently in his mind: "One, two, three... ninety-eight, ninety-nine... Hey, why haven't I reached a hundred yet?"

Just when Ling Chenyu was about to count to one hundred, King Zhennan finally stopped his fist.

He panted heavily, looking at Ling Chenyu's face that was swollen like a pig's head, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, kid, you can still bear it!"

Ling Chenyu smiled bitterly and said, "Father-in-law, please show some mercy. I will be grateful to you."

When the Prince of Zhennan heard this, his eyes widened immediately: "What did you say? Father-in-law? Who is your father-in-law?"

Ling Chenyu was stunned and thought: "Oops, I let it slip!" He quickly explained.

"Ah... I mean... I mean... you are wise and brave, like a role model for our generation. I... I admire you..."

After hearing this, Prince Zhennan's expression eased a little and he snorted coldly.

"Huh, smooth-talking boy.

But since you are so resilient, I will spare you today.

But remember this, if you dare to have improper thoughts about my daughter next time, I will not be so polite! "

Ling Chenyu nodded quickly, but secretly groaned in his heart.

Isn’t my future father-in-law too difficult to deal with?

It seems that if you want to win the beauty, you have to put in more effort!

In the woods, three people - Yuncui, Lengfeng and Lengying - were hiding behind the bushes, watching the duel between Ling Chenyu and King Zhennan with full concentration.

When the intense scene ended and only Ling Chenyu was left with a red face, the three were still immersed in the tense and exciting atmosphere, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

"That's it? We're not really going to fight or anything like that!"

Yun Cui blinked her big eyes, looking dissatisfied.

She was looking forward to a hearty, flesh-and-blood duel, but the result was just a "stop at the right time".

Leng Feng covered her mouth with his hand, fearing that she would say something shocking again.

He blinked his eyes into a cross-eyed state, trying to tell Yun Cui some news with his eyes.

Unfortunately, Yun Cui and he had no tacit understanding at all.

"How about I fight you?"

A hissing sound came from behind Yun Cui, mixed with cold and threatening words.

Yun Cui turned around abruptly and saw Ling Chenyu staring at her coldly, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Yun Cui was frightened and quickly pushed Leng Feng's hand away, turned around and laughed awkwardly.

It’s over, it’s over. Now we’ve offended the big boss.

Leng Feng rubbed his hands and answered the question in a smart way.

"My Lord, Miss Yun thinks you are very brave."

After hearing this, Leng Ying felt that this idiot was completely hopeless.

He quickly clasped his fists and saluted, "I'll go find some medicine for you."

As he was about to run away, he still had some moral integrity and took the opportunity to pull away the idiot "Feng Yun".

The three of them ran very fast, fearing that they would be caught up by Ling Chenyu.

After running for a while, Leng Ying finally stopped to catch his breath.

He looked back and made sure there were no pursuers before patting Leng Feng and Yun Cui's shoulders in relief.

"You two really make me worry. Don't be so reckless next time."

Leng Feng and Yun Cui both lowered their heads.

They witnessed the most embarrassing scene of King Chen...

A chill ran down my spine. Could it be that he was being silenced?

Yun Cui decided that she must hold her best friend's big thick legs tightly and never let herself become the unlucky one.

Coincidentally, Leng Feng thought the same.

After all, life is at stake!

Leng Ying found it funny to see their appearance, so he gave them a scolding before leaving to find medicine.

Yun Cui and Leng Feng looked at each other, and in their eyes they thought: Go to the study to find Liu Yaoyao!

The two of them set out, one on the left and one on the right. Although they seemed to have no intersection on the surface, they had tacitly chosen the same direction in their hearts.

In the study, Liu Yaoyao was chatting enthusiastically with Yun Boen.

They discussed the progress of flood prevention work, laughing and exclaiming from time to time.

Liu Yaoyao was completely absorbed in the topic and completely forgot that there were other people waiting for her.

Just then, Liu Yaoyao suddenly remembered something.

She slapped her forehead: "Oh, how could I forget about Ling Chenyu!"

She stood up quickly and rushed out in a hurry.

As soon as she opened the door, Liu Yaoyao jumped out like a little rabbit, but unexpectedly bumped into the King of Zhennan who was as steady as a mountain.

Her little face froze for a moment, then she smiled in surprise and called out sweetly, "Father?!"

When Prince Zhennan saw his daughter so happy, his heart was filled with warmth.

Prince Zhennan was warmed by this sudden affectionate address, and his heart, which had long been hardened as stone by the years, was actually filled with a warm current.

The little daughter he had just found was so soft and sweet, and every word she said was like a spring breeze on his face, making him feel extremely comforted.

Prince Zhennan was immersed in his daughter's gentle voice. Liu Yaoyao's little head seemed to be equipped with a radar, searching for something behind him over and over again.

"Father, why... didn't you come with Zixi?"

Prince Zhennan's face instantly fell, and became so dark that coal slag could fall off.

Is this what they call breathable black-hearted cotton?

Yao·The Black-Hearted Cotton that Leaks Through the Air·Yao:……

Prince Zhennan waved his sleeves and sat where Liu Yaoyao had just sat, without saying a word.

His face was full of expressions: I’m unhappy, come and comfort me.

A certain black-hearted cotton Yao's not-so-clear mind suddenly popped up: "The breathable black-hearted cotton must be covered tightly, no air can leak out!"

When she saw Prince Zhennan acting like a sulky child, she quickly put on a smiling face.

She walked up to the Prince of Zhennan with a smile, poured him a cup of hot tea, then walked around behind him and began to massage his back gently.

"Father, you've worked so hard. You even taught people a lesson in person just to show your love for your daughter. Oh, your throat must be tired from shouting. Have some tea and moisten your throat. And your hand, does it hurt? Let me warm it for you..."

As Liu Yaoyao spoke, she made exaggerated whirring sounds, as if she was really relieving his pain.

At first, Prince Zhennan enjoyed his daughter's attentive service, but gradually, he felt something was wrong.

Why did the style of painting suddenly become so weird?

He couldn't help but interrupt: "Hey, cut, cut, cut, stop, what's going on?"

Yun Bourne witnessed the whole scene. He didn't understand what was going on at first, but now he understood.

He couldn't help laughing out loud, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.