Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu's words obviously moved Nan Ling's heart, and her eyes flickered.

She was right!

Women must live for themselves!

Why give up because of a scumbag? !

Ling Luoyu hovered slightly and lowered his voice: "Miss Nan Ling, you are wrong, but the fault is not in doing the wrong thing, but in paying the wrong way! Your life has just begun, and the best revenge for him is to live. It's more exciting than him, so that scumbag can't climb it!"

Nan Ling suddenly grabbed her wrist and gave it a hard grip.

"Help me take out that... child!"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up with a smile: "Then you are ready to welcome your new life!"

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Doorway.

Feng Chenglin's eyes aimed at the door from time to time, looking at the pale Wen Liu, confused.

"These three young masters...what are they doing inside!! Senior Brother Wen, what happened to Girl Nan Ling? Why do you shed so much blood!?"

Wen Liu turned his head in an instant, and his eyes were sharper than ever before.

Feng Chenglin's heart grew furry when he was seen, and he grinned quickly.

"That... I just said it casually, nothing else! If you don't want to say it, just treat it as if I didn't ask..."

Staring and curling his mouth, he retracted his gaze unwillingly and mumbled.

"What's so fierce? It's not me that killed Senior Sister Nan Ling like this..."

Without finishing a sentence, Wen Liu sank his wrist and punched him on the shoulder.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Fatty Feng was stunned.

Wen Liu has always been synonymous with gentleness, and has never seen such an anxious face.

Nowadays, it's strange that Fatty Feng is not stunned to come here so unexpectedly.

"Senior Brother Wen, what kind of wind are you smoking?"

"Feng Chenglin, I warn you, clean your mouth for me..."

Feng Chenglin instantly became angry: "Fuck! Wen Liu, you have to behave a little bit too! How did this young man provoke you to provoke you, why are you hitting me!?"

He roared and rolled up his sleeves, and was about to fight back.

"Squeak!"

The door opened.

Ling Luoyu walked out with an unhappy expression and threw the blood coat to Wen Liu.

"You still have the mind to grind your teeth with others here?! Bring her clothes and toiletries!"

Wen Liu didn't understand for a while: "Send here?!"

"Nonsense! She is very weak now and needs special care. How can she do without resting!?"

Wen Liu hurriedly responded and rushed away holding the blood suit.

Feng Chenglin shook his fist unhappily at his back: "If you have the ability, don't go, let's fight for 300 rounds!"

Ling Luoyu looked at him like an idiot: "He is green and he is very hot. If you want to be his punching bag, just ask for it and feel uncomfortable..."

Feng Cheng Lin blinked stunnedly, "I was green?! What was green? My face was scared green?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This is probably the true meaning of playing the piano to cows!

Her eyes made Feng Chenglin feel embarrassed, and he couldn't help but tilt his head to look towards the room.

"How is Miss Nan Ling?"

I haven't seen one at a glance, so I saw something flying out.

He instinctively avoided it.

"boom!"

A tub fell to the ground.

"What is this?!"

Before he could come back to his senses, a feather duster struck him instantly.

Wen Xi's scolding sound followed.

"Fatty man, you are really a thief! You still dare to peep..."

"Snapped!"

The feather duster in her hand fell sturdily, and the smoked fat man screamed in sorrow, unable to dodge.

"A good man doesn't fight with a woman! This big and young man will be more serious today..."