Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder

Ye Weijun did not intend to let her go: "I went to the mother to discuss the matter, the provincial enchantress reincarnation." Even the door did not enter, turned to the direction of the main house.

Shen Qiurong’s mouth twitched with a sneer.

For Lin Qing's unscrupulous behavior of unscrupulous pursuit of men, she is too lazy to spend more on her.

Lin Qing’s words returned to his home.

The fragrance was kept by the door. When Lin Qing’s words came to her, she was slightly short and was preparing to salute. She only listened to Lin Qing’s words and said, “You go down! Without my consent, don’t let anyone close here, that is, the big son does not. ”

"But the big son..."

Lin Qing’s words impatiently waved and interrupted the fragrance: “There is nothing wrong with it, hurry up! My words are orders afterwards, no objection.”

She had to eat the morning glory quickly, otherwise she could not find a chance when the violent man came back.

She pushed open the door and entered the room. The aroma was on the face with anxiousness. The follow-up came up: "Miss, Dagongzi, he..."

"You are guarding the door of the other hospital. He can't face the other people in the house with his big man." Lin Qing's words slammed the door and his actions were decisive.

The scent raises his hand and stops at an inch from the door panel. Thinking of the big son is in the room, the lady should be able to see it.

She is so entangled, if she really provokes her, she still has to smash the board.

Lin Qing put down the wooden bolt and sat down at the round table to pull out the morning glory in the sleeve.

Looking at the flower bones, I didn’t eat it, she couldn’t go to the mouth.

I tried it a few times and didn't have the courage to bite the petals.

It is conceivable that you may become pregnant without eating, and you will close your eyes and put your eyes in your mouth.

I was about to chew, and the back suddenly felt like a needle-like pain. The huge force made her body lean forward, and the chest came up to the edge of the table. The tea sizzle on the table shook with it, and she burst into excitement.

The mouth opened and coughed, and the petals were smashed out.

Sprayed a table of saliva.

The man’s cool, cold voice rang behind him: “I want to die and die in the house.”

Lin Qing’s words turned back, and the man stood like a ghost behind her, a cedar-like figure and a cold face.

Her mouth was oval and she couldn't help but talk to her. It turned out that he was in the room.

There was a dull pain in the back. Did he just hit him? How did he fight?

She did not realize that he was behind her.

The legendary martial arts master?

When she thought of his family violence, she must have been crushed, her eyes flashed in horror, and she stunned: "I... I didn't want to die."

She still hasn't figured out why she is here, what if she is out of the box and the modern one is hurting?

Ye Shaoqing's Meifeng is cold and cold, and the autumn frost-like gaze is staring at Lin Qing's words, as if to see her: "You don't want to die and do this? This flower is poisonous, one is enough to bring you down."

Lin Qing’s words were upside down, and I was afraid after a while, but fortunately I did not eat.

But how can he know that the flowers are poisonous?

She doesn't understand a modern person, she won't marry her?

Ye Shaoqing’s hand smashed, and the petals on the table shattered into **** in front of her eyes. He called the next person into the door, and his face was waveless: “Take it into the cat food and die for the little lady.” Step back to the bedroom .

"Yes." The prostitute went into the door to clean the table and put it in the tray.

Lin Qing’s words look stunned. What is his hand?

Crusher?

He can still see through her mind, this city is too terrible.

There is a chill in the heart.

When she slowed down, the door had been closed again by the prostitute.

She was not behind the floor cover, secretly reaching out and looking at Ye Shaoqing.

The man slept on the couch and occupied most of the position. Put your hands on the back of your head, close your eyes and be lazy.

Lin Qing’s words sit back at the round table and pour a cup of herbal tea for himself. The small mouth licks the throat and ponders the dowry. It’s brewing a bit of interest: “If you are not at home, I want to spend money is not convenient, can you take my The dowry moved back."

The room is quiet.

Lin Qing’s eyebrows are light and wrinkled. Is he asleep?

Just as she wants to go near, the man’s low voice is passed into the eardrum: “The account will be given to the family every month, and the food, clothing, housing and transportation will be fully arranged, and the dowry will not be used.”

Lin Qing's words: "..."

According to him, isn't she always using it?

bandit! Shameless!

She can't compromise and finally cheap others, she has to fight: "If I must control myself?"

Ye Shaoqing is not ill: "When you become the master of the house, when you manage the keys to the storeroom, everything in the house is at your disposal."

Lin Qing's words: "..."

My mother-in-law is still so young, how many years have she been married?

And regardless of his occupational risk factor.

Just say she, the generals can't cover her for a lifetime?

In case she lost her natal home, according to her previous affection for the second son, he would let her manage?

No!

She must get the dowry and bring it back to her family if necessary: ​​"I don't agree, or you will return my dowry now, or you will send me back to the General."

After a long time, I couldn’t wait for a response. Lin Qing’s words passed the floor cover.

The man turned over and looked like a mountain.

The mouth was smug, and she thought she couldn’t hold him. I didn’t expect him to be jealous when he mentioned the general!

It seems that no matter when, a woman has a big family, and she has a strong sense of where.

Going forward, looking at him with a condescending look, with a proud color: "Oh, afraid of it? You don't bring me the dowry back! When I return to the door, I will tell you that you played me on the candlelight night." There is still evidence of injury on my body. You better not force me to show it."

Ye Shaoqing sat up on the couch and looked at Lin Qing’s gaze as if he was looking at an object: "You are against it." After finishing the two sets of boots, they left.

Lin Qing’s words did not respond at the moment.

What do you mean?

Has her victim become a abuser?

Who is the domestic violence?

The brain continued to crash, waiting for her to chase out the door to be clear, Ye Shaoqing has disappeared.

The maid, who had swept her eyes around the door, finally fell on the condensate.

The dowry should be equivalent to the house.

The fragrance is the closest to the original maid, and even if she does not stay in the house, she should know the things of the original.

Pulling the fragrance into the house, looking serious: "Is anything abnormal last night?"

Condensed with a blank face: "Miss, you have confused the slaves."

Lin Qing’s words were forgotten, and they rushed to serve in the morning, and asked her and Ye Shaoqing to do housework.

At this moment, the niece who had previously fed the cat was carrying a yellow-brown orange cat.

The cat was lying softly in the tray, his hair was messy, muddy, **** in the corners of his mouth and corners of his eyes.

The attitude of the prostitute is respectful: "Mrs. Dad, we fed the cat to the cat according to the meaning of the big son. As a result... throw it out now?"

They dare not give the dead cat to the hand of Miss Yan.

Lin Qing's words are terrifying, really poisonous. The TV series is harmful.

She asked the niece to bury the cat in the yard under the pear tree and use it as a fertilizer, shaking the calf and returning to the room.

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