Stunning Summoner: Unscrupulous Concubine

"A lot of things have happened in the past two days. Qing Qing must be exhausted. I hope that the Holy Spirit will forgive me. I will take her back first!"

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Rong Zimo, his thin lips curled up with an indifferent smile, wickedly cold and sharp: "Rong Shizi, see you later!"

"Seventh son, see you again in the future! Rong Zimo, a pair of glaring eyes were hung directly on Bei Ming Liuhua's hand that was holding Bai Qing's waist. The gaze seemed to wish to chop out Bei Ming Liuhua's hand. .

The two people talked and talked, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that everyone around them could feel it.

Although everyone did not understand what happened in the middle, looking at Rong Zimo's gaze that could not wait to chop off Bei Ming Liuhua's hands, and Bei Ming Liuhua's provocative and protective words, they could all be faintly visible. All fell in love with the third lady of the Bai family.

But this third idiot girl who was hated by everyone before, how can the market get better after a serious illness?

On one side is Bei Ming Liuhua, the seventh son of a genius summoner, and on the other is Rong Zimo, the same genius son of Beigu Kingdom, both of whom are absolutely superb handsome men.

Nangong Shangxuan couldn't help but be curious, his gaze, faintly sweeping the cold-eyed woman, is this still the silly lady he knows?

It's totally two people!

He suddenly became interested in her.

The feast that was originally very joyous, because of such a farce, directly chilled the scene.

Bai Qingqing's tears didn't flow until he got into Beiming Liuhua's carriage. She really didn't expect to meet a scumbag like Rong Zimo on such an occasion!

In my mind, it was all the eyes that his father refused to stare at before his death.

The father who loved her and loved her died because of her!

She hates Rong Zimo even more for her own eyesight, but ridiculous!

Tears poured down, and she just sat there, crying silently.

Bei Ming Liuhua sighed slightly, this woman, lonely and calm, full of alertness and anxiety, even though she was crying so sad at the moment, she didn't know to seek a shoulder, seek a support, but stubbornly floored the thin shoulders. , Standing straight, crying silently, carrying all the sorrow and pain on one shoulder.

"My son, do you want to send Miss San back to the White House?" Zhang Ze asked respectfully from outside the carriage.

"No, go to the outskirts of the city!" Bei Ming Liuhua quietly ordered.

"Yes, son!" Zhang Ze replied, driving the carriage towards the outskirts of the city.

The carriage moved slowly.

Bai Qingqing didn't know how long she had been crying, but she finally stopped her tears. Upon seeing this, Bei Ming Liuhua silently took out the handkerchief in his arms and handed it to her: "Wipe it, cry like a cat! It's ugly!"

"... Bei Ming Liuhua, will you die if you don't speak?" This man's mouth is really poisonous!

Bai Qingqing took his handkerchief and wiped the tears from her face fiercely. However, her face was a little red, and it was the first time that she cried so embarrassed in front of an outsider.

"Won't die, but if you don't speak to a crying ghost, you will definitely die! Suffocation!" Bei Ming Liuhua smiled lowly, with an evil tone.

"..." Bai Qingqing's forehead countless black lines fell, but his mood improved a lot in an instant, and he was no longer so depressed.

Seeing her finally calmed down, he smiled slightly and said, "Is it worth crying for such a mean man?"

"Who said that I was crying for him? He is not worthy!" She cried because the moment she saw Rong Zimo, she remembered her father and cried with sadness in her heart.