Ye Luoli's Fairy Dream: The Birth of the Lord of the Desert

Li Meili paused: "But don't worry. I was sent by Mandola to defeat Ye Luoli's warriors with you." After saying that, Li Meili stretched out her white hand and put it on Wen Qian's shoulder.

"Why should I believe you?" A trace of displeasure flashed across Wen Qian's face, and then she immediately slapped away Li Meili's hand on her shoulder.

Seeing that her hand was slapped away, Li Meili was not angry, and then used magic to conjure a chair behind her. Li Meili walked over to Wen Qian and sat on the chair, casually crossing her legs. Then he casually stretched out his white fingers and looked carefully at the manicure he had just done. Then he glanced at Wen Qian in front of him with his peripheral vision: "Anyway, it will be a little difficult for you to defeat the Ye Luoli warriors alone. Why don't you join me, and you won't suffer anyway."

Wen Qian lowered her head and thought for a moment that it was indeed the case. It would be better to add her to the team to deal with Wang Mo and the others better. After all, she also helped Mandola a lot.

Wen Qian: "Okay, I believe you. But I want you to help me tease Wang Mo. After all, you just heard the conversation between me and her. I must vent this bad breath."

Li Meili stretched out a white and tender hand and shook it in the air a few times: "Don't worry, I have a way to help you get rid of this, but not now."

Wen Qian frowned, with a bit of irritation in her tone: "Why?"

The corners of the lips on Li Meili's delicate face were slightly raised: "Have you not noticed that Wang Mo's idiot has changed his temperament now? How about" Li Meili paused: "We give her to Mandola and let her become more infected." A lot of dark breath. For our use."

After hearing Li Meili's suggestion, Wen Qian's lips curled up unconsciously: "Okay, but it's hard for both of us to get close to her now. I wonder what you can do?"

Li Meili took out Mandola from her pocket and gave it to Wanzi, which was stained with black magic: "As long as you put this into Wang Mo's water and let her drink it, she will obediently listen to us. .”

Wen Qian walked toward Li Meili with her legs, stretched out her hand, took the meatballs, looked at them carefully, and then asked: "Even if she drinks it, the fairy next to her will notice it..."

Li Meili interrupted Wen Qian: "You don't have to worry about that, you just need to let her drink it."

Then Wen Qian put Li's beautiful meatballs away suspiciously and left.

After Wen Qian returned home, she casually took off her shoes and sighed deeply: "Hey."

Then he turned around and looked around, his eyes a little lonely, "This cold home actually looks much more pleasing to the eye."

"Damn girl, where did you die?" A rough voice spread throughout the room. I saw a drunk man walking out with a beer in his hand, and then burped: "Where is your mother? Are you going out to mahjong again?"

Wen Qian watched the middle-aged man in front of her fan herself in front of her face, then covered her nose and said silently, "Don't blow at me."

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw Wen Qian's appearance and pointed at Wen Qian's face: "Do you dislike dad?"

Wen Qian shook her head helplessly: "It's not you, you're always drunk." Then Wen Qian immediately snatched the middle-aged man's wine bottle, held it in her arms and said with a little irritation in her voice: "Stop drinking, okay?" Well, you know how to drink every day."

The middle-aged man looked unconcerned and said, "How can adults do anything without drinking?" Then he snatched the wine back and lifted Wenqian away. Wenqian lost her footing and fell to the ground.

"You stinky girl, you don't appreciate it and you're teaching me a lesson." The middle-aged man picked up the bottle and took a sip. : "It's already hard work outside, but I still have to be managed by you when I come back."

Wen Qian looked at her father, who was continuing to drink, and immediately got up and put her hands on the middle-aged man's arms. Her voice was a little anxious: "Dad, stop drinking. Drinking is not good for your health."

Suddenly the door was opened, and a middle-aged woman with delicate makeup and a card in her hand came in and hummed a tune in a good mood. Suddenly he looked at his daughter who was pulling her, and immediately ran over and pushed her away: "Sissi, go away."

Wen Qian was pushed aside and had a headache as she watched her parents arguing. Then she stretched out her hand and pressed her forehead.

The woman pointed her finger at the man's shoulder and asked in a questioning tone: "Why did you come home drunk like this again? I thought you had a lot of money before I married you, but after a long period of trouble, you are a nouveau riche. I have no ability. I was also a promising model." Then the woman turned around and looked at Wen Qian next to her, put her hands on her hips and said, "It was because I had a daughter that I gave up my job to marry you."

The woman then pointed at Wen Qian with some reproach in her tone, "Look, your round face and nose are nothing like mine, and your studies are average. You didn't pass that Chen Sisi in this exam. If the same child was born and raised by his parents, Why is there so much difference?"

There was some grievance in Wen Qian's eyes, so she lowered her head and listened to her mother's scolding.

The woman seemed to have not said enough and pointed at Wen Qian: "It's all your father's fault. He knows that he doesn't care about you when he drinks, but you don't know how to work harder to save your mother's life. Do you know? You make your mother lose face. Look at it. How good are these children in studies? They are proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Yesterday Mrs. Wang told me that her daughter won first prize in the city. I could only laugh there, unable to raise my head. If you Does it make my mother so embarrassed to win an award?"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his hand to drink the wine in the bottle. When the woman turned her head and found that the man who was about to drink immediately took the bottle away, she said angrily: "If you are drinking, we will divorce you."

The middle-aged man didn't care about the hoarse voice and said, "Just divorce, whoever is afraid of whom."

The woman looked at Wen Qian standing aside and stretched out her finger: "Go back to your vacation." Wen Qian then ran back to the room and closed the door.

The woman then faced the middle-aged man and said, "I'll be honest with you earlier. I don't want a daughter when I get divorced. I can't get married with a dragster."

The middle-aged man was unhappy when he heard this and immediately retorted: "You are a mother, who will take care of you if you don't take care of me?"

Wen Qian's ears hurt as she listened to their words behind the door, and her tears fell unconsciously: "You spend the whole day either playing cards or drinking. I hate you. Am I just a burden? Even my biological parents treat me badly. Like this. Is it all my fault?"

Wen Qian didn't know how long she had been crying. She turned over in bed and heard the sound of someone knocking on something.

Tiexi was placed in a box and suddenly felt a large amount of memories flooding into her head. The pain made her hold her head tightly. Suddenly Tiexi seemed to change his personality and hammered the box vigorously with his hand.

"Bold human being, let me out. I am the strongest god of war in the fairyland, and I will not let you go."

Wen Qian covered her ears on the bed and said impatiently: "It's so noisy." She got off the bed and stretched out her foot to kick Tiexi in the box: "Shut up, you are not a fairy god of war now, you are just my doll now." "