Pretty Her

Mrs. Yan opened her mouth to argue, and she was desperate, and when she reached her mouth, she suddenly saw the gloom of her words, and stared deep into the nothingness in front of the lake, as if she was thinking about something terrible.

Bai Guang reflected behind him, confused, unable to see a trace of warmth, but like a winter mist, hissing cold.

Mrs. Yan swallowed, knowing that it was not the time to plead for refutation, she dared not speak any more, and gave her a reluctant glance, leaving before the words of speech.

After Mrs. Yan left, the girl was pushing the words into the house, but the words were spoken at this time, "Awan, the weather is good today, let's go shopping in the garden."

The girl responded nicely: "OK."

The Yanjia Garden is so clever that even the most humble pebbles on the side of the road have been carefully designed. Yan Yu likes the wonderful scenery, and then moves the most unique scenery in the world into the garden.

On weekdays, he rested, and lived in the garden for a few days, admiring flowers, plants, and stones, and reflected them on the painting. But now, he was looking at this strange scene, without any feeling of joy, only the sorrowful emotion in his heart kept clamoring.

Why did he forget about her marriage?

The sisters in the family, except for the old girl who has been married, are left with the boudoir. Rarely did he bother with his sisters, only vaguely remembering who his father had settled with before his death.

Now suddenly I remembered that the girl who had set out early was not Awan. The second girl and the third girl in the family have not yet made a kiss, so they have made an appointment for the fourth girl. For Awan at the time, she could be a princess after marrying it, and the marriage was really beautiful.

She is helpless and has no friends in the government. If she did not come to him by chance, her family affairs would be her greatest hope.

In the distance, carved beams and painted buildings, Yuyu Qionglou, stopped at the shade of trees, dark green leaves became thick and thick, the wind was slightly winded, and half of them fell on his knee.

The girl leaned down and walked away for him, leaning against his armrest, with a small face Chan Ruochuntao, "brother, you seem very unhappy, is it because of my dispute with my wife, I ..."

Before he finished speaking, he opened his lips lightly: "Awan, do you want to marry someone?"

The girl froze and flushed her cheeks. "Brother, why mention this suddenly?"

His eyes were so deep that he almost wanted to carve her in his eyes.

Who does n’t like a girl like her? It ’s hard to forget at a glance, let alone marry home and watch it every day. She is soft and intimate, and will surely win the love of future husbands.

The more she spoke, the more she panicked, and reached out to touch her face subconsciously. She immediately posted it, blinked innocent and pure water, and responded directly to him.

He knew very well that she was no longer his sugar when she married.

The girl peeked out of his mind and moved closer, "Brother."

As she got closer, his heart beat faster and faster, but his tone was faint, and he could not hear the slightest clue: "In front of your brother, you don't have to have any scruples, just think, don't just don't want to think."

His face was light and light, but the other hand under his sleeve was clenching tightly.

Even if she now wants to marry, he may not let her go.

Girl: "I don't want to marry someone. If I marry someone, I can't save my brother. For Awan, there is no more important person in this world than my brother."

The sigh of relief was relieved, and the big rock in my heart finally fell.

The most pleasant thing he had ever heard in his lifetime was the sentence that had just come out of her mouth.

He nodded her lovingly, "Good Awan."

He got her sweet words, and all the pain was solved. As for the marriage contract, he didn't take it to heart at all, but it was just a matter of words, and he would find an opportunity to cancel it later.

Yan Ying knelt in the ancestral hall for two months. After seeing the sky again, the situation in the house has changed greatly.

First of all, the person in charge of the house changed. Her mother, Mrs. Yan, lost the power to control the house affairs. Now it is her abominable and hateful fourth sister who is in charge of the house.

Yan Wan said that if she wanted to learn to take care of the inner house, Yu Yan immediately asked all the keys kept by Mrs. Yan to be handed over to her. Yan Wan took the key, and the first thing was to go to the storeroom and find out her dowry.

She picked out the object with the secret of her life, without any hesitation, and burned it out.

If you want to live recklessly, you must not leave any handles open to chance.

She doesn't care about the princess's vanity name. Instead of wanting a golden branch and jade leaf, she wants a golden branch and jade leaf life. She has always been keen on what to do when and what can be the most beneficial. She is comfortable and relaxed.

Nuoda's speech house is the house of words, and also her house.

The man who spoke the word never mentioned his wife again, but only the four girls. The words of the four girls are the words of Lord Shoufu.

Mrs. Yan's mother and daughter were too late to fight, and they could not be cured. Be gentle and do everything, especially in their affairs.

After all, Mrs. Yan is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. She knows to stay away from the limelight and no longer struggles. But Yan Ying is different. She has already been spoiled and used to the days of arrogance and arrogance. How can she be willing to live in a daunting day.

Since being thrown into the lake that day, she has blessed Yan Wan as her life's enemies, and vowed that even if she was fighting for her life, she must make Yan Wan feel the humiliation she suffered that day.

While Madam Yan didn't notice, Yan Ying sneaked out and just met Yan Wan.

The girl was not around, wearing a green veil, soft and weak, and light-footed. Seeing Yan Ying violently, first hesitated, then laughed, without any panic.

Yan Ying fiercely fluttered at the girl.

The girl hid dexterously, and Yan Ying fell straight to the ground.

Yan Ying just wanted to get up and turned to see the girl squatting down, completely different from the usual gentle appearance.

The girl patted Yan Ying's face and sneered, "You are so spoiled by your mother, little six, I have seen stupid, never seen you so stupid."

Yan Ying bit her lip tightly and glared at her: "Don't be proud, I will kill you in the future ..."

Before she finished speaking, her neck was cold, and something arrived in her throat. Yan Ying trembled and saw that she was shaking a sharp dagger with a cold light, which made her whole body soft.

The girl leaned closer and said, "Are you trying to kill me like you are now?"

Where did Yan Ying dare to talk back and was frightened?

She never thought that Yan Wan had such a stern and direct side, and in broad daylight, she held a dagger in the house to face people.

Isn't she afraid that others will see it?

Yan Ying almost cried out in fear: "If you dare to kill me, my mother will let you die, and your brother, if he knows that you are such a cruel man, he will no longer spoil you."

The girl's laughter sounded like a bell ringing in the wind, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

The dagger moved closer by one centimeter, and the tip slowly cut through the skin.

Yan Ying cried, "Sister Sister I was wrong, Sister Sister I would never dare, please forgive me."

The girl removed the dagger, slid her fingers over, and gently stroked the blood on the blade. "How could the fourth sister be willing to kill you? If you die, where does the fourth sister have fun? Little six, you have to live well, You can't die until the fourth sister is tired. "

Yan Ying's complexion was pale, and suddenly she saw someone dangling in the distance.

Yan Ying didn't know where the courage came from. She pulled the girl's hand and hit her knife with her arm, shouting, "Help!"

When the words came to her, she saw that Yan Ying was paralyzed on the ground, blood on her arm, and she shed tears weakly, weak: "Brother, save me, the four sisters will kill me."

Although Yan Ying was injured, her heart was ecstatic, her excited eyes covered under her tears.

This time, okay, Yan Wan can't wash even jumping into the Yellow River. The elder brother will be disappointed in her.

Yan Yu glanced at Yan Ying, then looked aside to the euphemism.

The girl held a **** dagger.

"Brother, no matter how much the four sisters hate me, they shouldn't take the sword ..." Yan Ying was trying to add fuel and vinegar, and suddenly heard the voice of the words, relentless, without any trace of undulation.

"Get away."

Yan Ying froze. Did the brother just let her get away? No, she must have heard it wrong.

She frantically wanted to crawl over, and suddenly glanced at Yan Yuzhi's cold eyes, he looked at her without any regrets in his eyes, let alone the surprise after seeing Yan Wanzhen's true face.

How could that ... the elder brother clearly saw Yan Wan attacking her ... How could he not react at all!

Yan Yu turned and left, "Awan, you follow me."

In the room, the eight-scented incense burner gave birth to a thin smoke, and the girl lay on the knees of words. He was touching her forehead gently.

He just realized now that he was really patient with her. All tolerance and tenderness were given to her, and he was surprised even by himself when he returned to God.

"Awan, my brother won't blame you for hurting you with a knife."

She didn't deny it, just lying there.

It goes on to say: "You have suffered a lot in the past, and now you want to return, it is human nature. It is just that your brother is unhappy."

Then she said quietly, "What's the matter?"

In other words: "You have been with me for so long, and when you are rehabilitating people, why haven't you learned anything?"

She was very tender, and he often wondered what to do if she was bullied again if he didn't watch her. No matter how much he protects her, it is inevitable that he will be negligent. Now she was slightly relieved, at least knowing that she would fight back, not blindly.

He was afraid that she would break her body. He didn't want her to suffer any more than the pain she had suffered while taking blood with him.

If she can take heart to others, he won't have to worry too much. In this world, people who do not have a snack machine can only be trampled by others.

The charming girl touched the back of his hand and asked tentatively, "The brother taught me?"

He pushed her forehead with her fingertips, "First of all, you have to be fierce."

The girl frowned and said, "Is that so?"

In the words: "Not fierce enough, but fierce."

She put on a fierce look, he laughed, and touched her tight frown with both hands, soothed a little, "Well, fierce, brother is scared by you."

She also laughed. After laughing for a while, she suddenly asked casually, "Isn't it really bad that I hurt my six sisters?"

Tell her truthfully: "You just kill everyone and your brother won't blame you."

"why?"

"Because my brother likes to protect calves the most."

The author has something to say: the fascinator who has become increasingly obsessed: Maybe I will give you a knife.