I am a witch who am I afraid of

Her hair was pulled up high, and the transparent drop-shaped headgear was filled with flowing and clear brilliance, clinging to her cloud-like hair, there was a light dreamy mist.

The white tulle dress exquisitely wraps her slender figure, and the irises woven with white satin at the waist add to her innocence and beauty. Except for the lily-shaped bells wrapped with silver threads on her wrists and ankles, there is nothing else on her body. Other decorations, as she moved the lotus steps lightly, the bell made a crisp and smart sound...

In the luxurious banquet hall, the men stared straight at this peerless elf who seemed to have stepped out of a fairy tale world, eagerly inquiring about her origin.

And the ladies dressed up beautifully followed closely the two handsome boys, one in black and one in white, who were dazzling around her with hot and greedy eyes like wolves and tigers.

But all their attention was on the girl whose eyes were wandering mischievously...

Well, she really has face!A small sense of satisfaction surged in Xingyu's heart.

Anyway, she made up her mind today to steal the limelight from the two witches, one big and one small, ha ha, the eyes of those ladies and ladies wanted to shoot her through, well, she would say—— oh, Let the storm come more violently!

"Che, Yao, thank you!" Let her have such a face.

Xingyu hooked Yu Wenche with his right hand, and Yin Yaoyang with his left arm.I heard from Yu that the two of them don't like this kind of occasion very much, um, they are really good friends!

Yu Wenche looked at her and smiled.

He would do anything, just to smile for her...

Yin Yaoyang snorted coldly.

Xingyu glanced at his left arm, which was still in plaster, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Hehe... Are your hands okay?" She asked in a low voice.

"Hmph..." He still hasn't figured out how he fell from the second floor to the first floor.

"I'm sorry!" Xingyu tugged at his arm coquettishly.

"Hmph..." The expression on Yin Yaoyang's face softened.

"Xiaoyu, what are you whispering that I can't let me know?" Yu Wenche narrowed his eyes.

He cares.

"No, it's nothing! Haha..." Xingyu waved his hand, "Really, Che, it's really nothing!"

If Che knows that she made Yao into what he is now, her image of a radiant, cute, innocent, kind and beautiful girl in Che's heart will be ruined, no way!

Yu Wenche turned his eyes to Yin Yaoyang suspiciously.

He was looking at Xingyu, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth...

"Daughter, so you are here! It's so hard to find my mother!" A woman in black with a black veil suddenly rushed to Xingyu, and said coquettishly.

"Ling Xinmeng, are you here for the funeral?" Xing Yu rolled his eyes skyward.

Wearing a suit of black is not enough, but also covered with a black gauze.People who don't know will think that today is the fiftieth anniversary of the old man's death.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Ling Xinmeng dragged her skirt around, "Xing'er, there is something wrong with your aesthetic vision, black is so mysterious! Don't you think your mother and I are glamorous and sexy?" She was intoxicated close your eyes.

Evil, Xingyu is full of powerlessness.

"Hi aunt, I'm Yin Yaoyang (Yu Wenche), a friend of Xingyu." The two handsome men saluted Ling Xinmeng respectfully.

Wow, so handsome, even better than Achuan!There was a big love in Ling Xinmeng's eyes, and she stretched out her thief's hand uncontrollably. She has a really nice figure, so it's not against the law to touch it, right?

"Mom..." Her face was thrown to the galaxy outside the galaxy, "Think twice, aren't you afraid that the old man will put you in confinement if he finds out?" Dad's jealousy was comparable to a flash flood.

ah!Ling Xinmeng withdrew her hand embarrassingly, woo!

"Hmph! You're so old and you're still thinking about young guys. You really can't change your shit, you're a born bitch!" An unwelcome sharp female voice came out from behind Ling Xinmeng.

Ha, the big witch is coming on stage, I haven't seen her for a long time, her old face seems to have changed again!

Yuan Renjing, the official wife of Shangguanchuan, is a pitiful, ridiculous and pathetic woman.If she could act as benevolent and chaste as her name suggests, she might still be able to win some love from her husband due to guilt and pity. Unfortunately, she kept crying, complaining, jealous, and bitter. Being mean, she lost even the most basic respect.

Thinking that she lost in appearance, Yuan Renjing did not hesitate to spend a lot of money on plastic surgery. Her originally elegant and beautiful face gradually became unrecognizable. She cut a good face like a steak... Unfortunately, my husband Looking at her expression, it became colder and colder.

She is pitiful, but "poor people must also have something to hate", stubbornness can only be despised by others, and become the laughing stock of others after dinner.

……

"Bitch??" Ling Xinmeng blinked, what was it, "Eldest sister, are you so angry because you are not a bitch?"

"You are the whore! Seduce someone else's husband, shameless whore!" Yuan Renjing yelled hysterically, how could she be inferior to this idiot woman.

Ling Xinmeng shrank her shoulders and retreated behind Xingyu to seek protection.

You idiot, it's a disgrace to the witch!Xingyu gave her a white look.

"Auntie, it's your fault. It's your own incompetence that you can't see your husband. Such a shrew insults your noble background!" Xing Yu smiled good-naturedly.

Yuan Renjing raised her chin lightly, "Then it's okay for your shameless mother to steal other people's husbands? What a joke!"

"Oh——? Did she rob it? Shangguanchuan's spouse is still filled with your name?" If Ling Xinmeng really wanted to rob her, there was no room for her to speak now.

"You..." was simply scrambling for words.

"Oh, aunt, to be honest, I really sympathize with you. Why do you think so much about a man? As the saying goes: A wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a prostitute, a prostitute is worse than stealing, and stealing is worse than not being able to steal. This is Men's inferiority!" Xingyu shook his head, "You should be glad that my mother is not like those real vixens, otherwise, you won't even be able to keep the title of the main wife!"

Be content.

Yuan Renjing was about to go mad with anger, "Stinky girl! What kind of person dare you talk to me like that! What a bastard without a tutor!"

Tutor? ? "I'm sorry, aunt! In my world, I am the sky, I am the earth, and I am lawless, you, control, no, it's up to you!" She never compromised herself to make herself sad.

"You, you—!" This girl was too arrogant.

"Mom, Mom!..." The girl in a pink revealing gown ran to Yuan Renjing, "Brother Yao! You are here too, Linger is so happy!... Ling Xingyu, why are you holding Brother Yao's arm? hand!!"

Xingyu leaned his head on Yin Yaoyang's arm even more vigorously, "Did Yao not say no?"

Stare at me, stare at me, or bite me if you are not convinced!

"Oh, and sister Ziling, why did you dye your hair back??" I'm not used to seeing the turkey.

"It's you who made the ghost, right?" She is a goblin at all.

When she came out of the boutique that day, she was a ghost. She became a street rat. Everyone looked at her with horror and disgust. Children chased after her and threw small stones. She chanted strange spells that she couldn't understand. The most exaggerated one was a Taoist priest holding up a mahogany sword with yellow and plain notes hanging around his neck, saying, "Where is the goblin running away? , blah blah blah..." Chasing her all the way, luckily she ran fast enough and ran into an alley, a middle-aged woman turned around and entered the house when she saw her, and brought out a pot of dogs that she didn't know where to find The blood poured straight on her body, and her hair and clothes were all ruined! !

"What??" Xing Yu looked innocent.

Well, didn't she want to be a vixen?She was just kind enough to fulfill her wish.

Shangguan Ziling stared at Xingyu with resentment.

"Honey!" The stalwart middle-aged man put his arms around Ling Xinmeng's slender waist.

"Chuan—!" Ling Xinmeng wrapped her arms around his neck delicately.

Tsk tsk tsk, Xing Yu touched the goose skin on his body, disgusted.

"Honey, please respect yourself in public!" Yuan Renjing's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Shangguanchuan frowned, "Who are you?" It looked familiar but couldn't remember.

Yuan Renjing opened her eyes wide, "I am Renjing!"

"...You went for plastic surgery again?" Shangguan Chuan said indifferently.

It's so sad that I don't even recognize my husband after undergoing plastic surgery. Without love, what does appearance represent?

"Dad!" Shangguan Ziling shouted flatteringly.

"Hey, old man!" Xingyu called perfunctorily.

"Xing'er..." Shangguanchuan patted her head lovingly.

He hugged his lover and daughter on the left and right, so uncomfortable, ignoring the resentful eyes of his wife and daughter.

"Little Xing'er, Dad is looking forward to your gift very much!" His daughter is always ingenious.

Xingyu smiled triumphantly.

She walked slowly to the center of the hall and looked around.

Take off your shoes and take a deep breath.

She showed her housekeeping skills!

Taking off the hairpin that tied her hair, she flicked her long hair flowing like a black waterfall, with hazy eyes, and the hem of her whirling skirt began to fly...

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ps: It’s not that I can’t write, but that I don’t have time to write. I know I’m slow, but I can update every day in another week. Please bear with me ^0^… I know I’m still not good at writing. Okay, but I’m just writing for fun in my spare time, so some friends please don’t keep saying whether my writing is plagiarized or not. Thank you for your support and encouragement, I will work hard! !