Fast-traveling female supporting role: There is no limit to fancy flirting with men

Chapter 639

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Wu Lanhua was forcefully driven away by Qingcheng, holding ten taels of silver in her hand, and returned to the village in despair.

Unwilling to be reconciled, she jumped up and down, ran to the thatched hut of the three siblings and destroyed it, smashing all the pots and pans before she felt more comfortable!
However, she was still jealous and unwilling.

So I ran to the clean pond dug in the Qingcheng courtyard and threw some dung into it!Then he returned to his home cursing.

Let's talk about this compartment.

Qingcheng sent Wu Lanhua away and went to Zhanyan.

It's not that Zhanyan has never seen the power of the little girl's aunt, but he believes that today's little girl has money and someone, so she must be able to deal with it easily, so he didn't show up, but went back to the house to hide.

"Why, your aunt is gone?" Zhanyan saw the little girl coming to find him, put down the scroll he was reading, and asked with a smile.

"What do you think she's here for?" A smile flashed in Qingcheng's eyes, and she sat down on the stool on Zhanyan's right.

"What good can she do? It's just that she sees that you have developed, and she wants some benefits." People like Zhanyan have seen a lot, so she curled her lips dismissively.

"Wrong guess!" Qingcheng smiled mysteriously, picked a grape from the basket on the desk and threw it into her mouth, her eyes narrowed in satisfaction, this grape is pure natural and tastes good.

"Oh? Then what serious business can she do with you?" Zhanyan chuckled, seeing that Qingcheng was like a greedy kitten, the smile on his face deepened.

"She's really serious this time! She's here to ask you for an explanation!" Qingcheng leaned closer to Zhanyan, lowered her voice mysteriously, and Zhanyan blushed. Spit in my face.

"Why are you blushing? Do you know that she is here to let you marry me?" Qingcheng stared at Zhanyan's handsome face with great interest, it was as red as a monkey's ass, interesting and interesting!

If Zhanyan knew what Qingcheng was thinking at the moment, he would definitely want to shoot her to death.

However, a certain little boy who was immersed in love didn't notice Qingcheng's unruly appearance at all, but asked stupidly, "Then did you agree?"

"I promise you, I promise!" Qingcheng rolled her eyes angrily, "We are both innocent and clean, we are upright and not afraid of the shadow, even if the emperor comes, he can't buy and sell by force!"

This time it's Zhanyan's turn to turn pale with anger, and he is not afraid of the shadow tilting, so what will happen if you tilt it?Wouldn't it be enough to just open one eye and close one eye?Why are you so serious!snort.

"What's wrong with you? Your face turns red and white, are you sick?" As a doctor, Qingcheng immediately noticed that Zhanyan's complexion was wrong, and raised her hand to caress his forehead, but Zhanyan turned sideways to avoid him. "We are both innocent and clean. Don't touch me, lest you can't explain clearly."

"Stingy!" Qingcheng realized that he was angry. She withdrew her hand in embarrassment, sat upright, and coughed lightly, "Well, I need your help with something."

"What's the matter?" Zhanyan was still angry and asked angrily.

"I'm going to buy a house. You want to find a way to move the household registration of the three of us from my aunt. Also, I want you to help me find out the life experiences of the three of us. My aunt told me today that my father and It’s not just that Wang Qiang is sworn brothers with different surnames, in fact, my father and mother seem to have fled to the village, and then Wang Qiang rescued them by chance, so he recognized relatives, and entrusted us to Wang Qiang’s family.”

"I see. No wonder, the three of you brothers and sisters don't look like children from poor families at all." Zhan Yan saw the three brothers and sisters for the first time, and felt that although they were dressed in shabby clothes, they were quite good in terms of appearance, temperament, manner and conversation. , rather like the children of aristocratic families.

(End of this chapter)