Chapter 36; Han Xiaoqing's Sale

A graceful figure stagnated in the sky, like a bunch of purple roses under the night, swaying in the wind, beautiful. Under the bright starlight created by the Moonlight Valley, it is even more graceful and brilliant, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

Fang Wanqing had no expression on her face, like a fairy who did not eat fireworks. She gently pushed forward with her white jade-like palm. A strange energy supported the tombstone of the dead not far away, and a dazzling black light spread sharply, absorbing the strongest blow of the thunder cannon. Gently tapping his finger, the spirit of the tombstone of the dead turned into a fluorescence and disappeared into Fang Wanqing's eyebrows. The scene just now, which was like annihilation, suddenly stopped, making people feel that everything was so dreamlike.

The dragon roared and hovered above Fang Wanqing's head. Jun Mo stood up with his hands and looked at Fang Wanqing's back with complicated eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Hey, Junmo, are you hurt?"

Fang Wanqing flashed and came to Junmo. Her little face showed a little anxiety. Junmo's heart was warm, and he shook his head with a smile, indicating that he was fine.

"You lie, take out your right hand!"

The little face was cold, and Fang Wanqing said unhappily. Seeing that Junmo didn't do anything, she curled her little mouth and pulled out his right hand on her back. When she saw that the whole palm was as burnt as baked bacon, her heart was sour. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wrapped up the wound. Her serious look made Junmo intoxicated. The heartstring buried in his heart for more than 20 years was quietly touched. At this moment, Junmo believes that he can't forget this life.

Carefully wrapped Junmo's whole palm, Fang Wanqing blamed herself, "It's all my fault. If you had taken action earlier, you wouldn't have been hurt."

barely squeezed out a smile. Why didn't Junmo feel that way when he heard this? Fang Wanqing saw that his eyes were staring at him all the time, thinking that he was complaining that she had hurt him. He gently bit his lips, and his delicate appearance made Junmo moved again.

"In fact, I know the cause of the matter from beginning to end. I thought you and Billy could solve it. I didn't expect that the power weapon was so powerful that it hurt you."

Fang Wanqing said sincerity. Junmo was about to say that it didn't matter. Before he could say anything, Fang Wanqing's next sentence was no less than thunder and fell on his head.

"The beaten boy is right. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. I'll take care of this for you. Don't be afraid." After saying this seriously, Fang Wanqing found that Junmo's eyes were extremely resentful and did not notice any mistakes from himself. He only said that he was wronged in his heart. He patted him on the shoulder quite generously and said arrogantly, "Don't worry, I'm going to ask you for justice now." After saying that, regardless of what you want to say and stop, he turned into a fluorescence and rushed to the arcade room at a very fast speed.

In the arcade room, the thunder cannon hit and bombarded this large-scale entertainment venue. The three perpetrators of Han Xiaoqing were not aware of it at all. Xue Xiaodan lay on the gun barrel and looked at the night with a telescope for a long time. He jumped to Han Xiaoqing and said, "Sister Xiaoqing, it seems that our gun is not enough. That woman used A stone was knocked out directly.

With a small face, Han Xiaoqing was unhappy and muttered, "Uncle Ziyang said that you must not be vague to find a scene. If you want to beat him to death with a stick, you can do this matter yourself."

As soon as he bit his teeth, Xue Xiaodan tasted the smell of this sentence. A small scar on his forehead trembled. He looked at Peng Feiyue, who had passed out on the ground, and hesitated, "Why don't I shoot?"

"It must be more than 20 years of power!" Han Xiaoqing cut the railway firmly.

"Then I will become a little old man." Xue Xiaodan replied with lingering palpitation and became a little old man, which meant that he was chasing Han Xiaoqing, which became the love of his ancestors and grandchildren. Xue Xiaodan didn't mind the secular vision, but Han Xiaoqing didn't mind.

Waving his little fist, Han Xiaoqing said viciously, "Are you not agreeing?"

His neck shrank in fear. Xue Xiaodan nodded helplessly and didn't care about the consequences. His palm was about to clap on the barrel to communicate with the instrument of the world-killing thunder cannon. Suddenly, a fragrant wind came to his nose. Fang Wanqing stepped on the barrel of the world-killing thunder cannon with his hands on his waist, and his apricot eyes stared at Xue Xiaodan.

I don't know why, Xue Xiaodan has an inexplicable fear of Fang Wanqing, and always feels that he will eventually be unlucky against the woman in front of him. At the moment when Fang Wanqing's eyebrows were raised, Xue Xiaodan was timid. This was the second time in his life that he admitted his cowardice. The first time was to provoke Han Bai to take off his trousers and his buttocks were swollen, and this time it was a fear from his heart.

Satisfied with the lethality of her eyes, Fang Wanqing raised the corners of her mouth a little. At this time, a short figure pushed Xue Xiaodan away roughly. Han Xiaoqing learned from Fang Wanqing's appearance, put her hands around her waist, raised her little face, and confronted her with no fear.

Women are born with a kind of comparison. Although Han Xiaoqing is small, she attaches great importance to face. Xue Xiaodan folded his waist in front of a woman. It was not a good taste in Han Xiaoqing's eyes. Two girls, one big and one small, stared at each other secretly, and did not allow an inch. There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the faint air, which made Xue Xiaodan and Billy, the supporters of the two sides, shudder.

After looking at each other for a while, Fang Wanqing's tight and beautiful face relaxed. She looked up and down at Han Xiaoqing with a contemptuous look and gently tapped her finger. A strawberry-flavored lollipop appeared in her hand, showing her mouth, making it clear that it was **Han Xiaoqing.

She is not willing to show weakness. Han Xiaoqing's favorite snack is lollipops, which she does not allow anyone to provoke!

He snapped his fingers, and two lollipops appeared in front of Han Xiaoqing, which were milk flavor and chocolate flavor.

These two lollipops have a lot to come from. In order to please this little aunt, Wang Xingui specially contacted friends from the Western European Union to find the world's largest candy manufacturer to create the supreme version of the lollipop. Relying on his old face, Wang Xingui only got five lollipops, and the value of each was incredible, which made Wang Xingui, who was also in an important position, extremely painful. However, the reward was also rich. Han Xiaoqing was suddenly conquered by the taste of the supreme version of the lollipop. In high spirits, he gave him a second-level power weapon.

Frowning, Fang Wanqing was a candy enthusiast in Tianwu City in his early years. He had a special preference for lollipops. Regardless of color, packaging, appearance, and sweet fragrance in the air, Fang Wanqing can be sure that the lollipop in Han Xiaoqing's hand is extraordinary. At this moment, her competitive heart was aroused, her fingers were gently touched, and a box of exquisitely packaged lollipops appeared on her palm.

Fang Wanqing opened the package like a child and stuffed the lollipop into her mouth. The sweet fragrance instantly filled her mouth and melted in her heart, with an irresistible sense of satisfaction.

"Is it delicious?" Han Xiaoqing looked at Fang Wanqing with an intoxicated face and asked carefully.

"Well, the taste is much better than my limited edition. I'm sorry, little sister, I shouldn't have lied to you just now." Fang Wanqing smiled with shame on her face.

"I can't call you sister. It's time to call you mother in the future. From today on, you are my mother. When I see Dad, I will give you to him as a gift." Han Xiaoqing said something and made a gesture to Xue Xiaodan next to him. The latter trotted and bowed, "Good mother-in-law, I'm your son-in-law who hasn't passed the door. My name is Xue Xiaodan. You can call me Dandan." As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of lightning in the night accurately hit Xue Xiaodan's head, which was extremely happy.