Quick Transmute: The female supporting role also wants to flirt with the villain today

Chapter 119 (My Bankrupt Daughter Expresses Dissatisfaction 29)

An Leng was caught by that look.

Yea.

This mistress!
No, I have to find a way to beat him up.

An Leng asked the system to set a position for him.

The system hesitated and refused.

At that time, An Leng threatened to smash the world with a single sword.

In the end the system was very tragic, oh no!I was very happy to give An Leng's address.

An Leng was ready to go.

Ye Yanyun stepped forward and took An Leng's hand: "Hey, where are you going? Where are you going?"

An Leng: "..."? ? ?
An Leng raised his eyebrows: "I remember the last time someone said, hum! Even though I've told you so much, I still hate you! Humph! Don't stay with you! Boom~~"

An Leng imitated vividly.

The burden of image is dropped again and again.

007 feels that the more the world travels, the more the image of the host has been lost.

Now 007 can't even bear to look directly at the host who just deliberately acted like a baby.

Ye Yanyun also felt the same way, as if struck by lightning: "Did you get burned?"

He stepped forward and touched An Leng's forehead, "It's not burning, is that bankrupt and stupid?"

I think how proud and conceited I was when I first met An Leng, even as cold as an iceberg snow lotus on a snow mountain.

Ye Yanyun tried to strike up a conversation many times, but was forced to retreat by An Leng's coldness.

Seeing An Leng's smiling face some time ago, Ye Yanyun was a little surprised.

Looking at it now...

Ye Yanyun smacked her house, looking like Tianliang Wangpo, "It's over, I'm really stupid."

An Leng: "..." Get out! ! !

An Leng returned to her smiling face, sweet and waxy, and soft and cute: "So, I'm going to the bathroom on the second floor, why does sister Ye Yanyun want to go too?"

Ye Yanyun: "..."

Thanks,

I don't really want to.

An Leng: "Then sister Ye Yanyun can let go of her sleeves? She is a little anxious~~~"

Ye Yanyun: "..."

Can not bear to look.

It's hard to say.

Then run away.

An Leng smiled complacently, "Xiao Mian, do you still want to be here with the old man?"

The old man's acting skills were top-notch back then.

.........

backyard.

An Leng walked slowly.

A servant leads the way.

An Leng stared at the route thoughtfully, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

An Leng's little tiger teeth were showing sweet smiles, and the whole person seemed to have no combat power: "How long will it be?"

The servant in front talked: "Hurry up, just turn another corner and we'll be there."

There are fewer and fewer people around.

Although the environment is not bleak, it can be seen that there are traces of meditation being maintained.

But this side is really too meticulous, as if no one usually comes.

An Leng walked slowly, not worried at all, and the bell on his wrist made a "diring bell" sound.

There is even a thoughtful look at the scenery.

The servant pushed open a door: "Miss, it's right inside, just go in."

An Leng raised his eyebrows, and looked at the servant playfully: "How much is your monthly salary here?"

The servant was puzzled, he didn't understand what An Leng meant, and there was some anxiety in his eyes, but he still replied: "Eight or nine thousand."

"Oh~~Eight or nine thousand~" An Leng nodded, "Not a lot."

The servant smiled mischievously, a little impatiently: "Indeed, the masters and wives are generous."

An Leng touched his chin and stared at the servant, but muttered casually: "Some money that shouldn't be taken, the moment I get it, I don't know if I will regret it or not?"

(End of this chapter)