MTL - The Story of a Stroppy Princess-Chapter 141 Girl character

"Kekeke, you, you let go!" Huayue Ling was breathless from the collar. (((Catino Novel Network www.novelbuddy.com ))) )

Nangong angrily threw her on the chair and said, "Women, you tell me clearly, the king can do it!" Nangong Xu said this, and he felt that his male face was completely wiped out. Why not make him angry.

Huayue Ling took the tea and poured it, watching his angry handsome face laughed and said, "Who knows if you can or can't! I haven't compared it, I think you're bad anyway!" Huayue Ling's answer was really brilliant .

"You, you, where am I rotten, you obviously enjoy it!" Nangong Yan was vomiting blood again with anger.

"Hey, you are annoyed, I said it, I haven't compared it! When I have a comparison, I will tell you whether you can or will not do this kind of question, you can ask Ouyang Ruyan, She has much more experience! "Hua Yueling looked at his angry handsome face and found that she was in a good mood, well, she admits that she was a bit evil.

"Ouyang Ruyan? Who? The third prince's new princess?" Jim Ziji interjected curiously.

"Hey, it's the prince of the three princes. When the hall goes down to the full moon, you will see Ruyan Girl." Huayue Ling smiled so comfortably, she didn't know where she was.

"Hua Yueling, don't talk nonsense, you think you know everything, in fact, you know the fart!" Nangong Ai glared at her angrily.

"I don't want to know about your mischief. Regardless of whether you can do it or not, it has nothing to do with Huayue Ling! Your Highness asked for a certificate, so you can compare it later, Miss Ben is not so boring!" Huayue Ling coldly After speaking, he began to eat and eat, ignoring the two men directly.

Jimo sucked at the corner of his mouth and looked at the dark and handsome face of Nangong Su. He wanted to laugh, forcibly held back, thinking, and getting on with Huayue Ling. The joy of life is indispensable.

After dinner, Huayue Ling took a full meal, and patted his stomach to Jimo, saying, "Your Highness, do you really want to go to Yuemanlou?"

"Why, do you want to regret it?" Jimo Zi's eyes did look a little scary at night. Hua Yueling thought he was an eye disease and had a little sympathy for him. Otherwise, everyone would regard him as a fierce person.

"If there is nothing, then go. Go early and return early. Your Highness will take a good rest tomorrow. Linger will not be with you. If you want to go around, just look for the three kings. He is a big player." I don't know if it was Zang Nangong or hurt him, in exchange for Lengheng of Nangong.

"Linger is so busy?" Every evening, everyone was familiar with dinner, and Jimo Ziyi changed his name to Huayue Ling.

"His Royal Highness, Linger eats imperial food." Huayue Ling smiled bitterly at him.

Nangong struck a black line, this woman has squeezed a lot here, he was so embarrassed to pretend to be poor.

"Well, Linger will track down today's assassin, Prince Ben will not be entangled, so as not to be dismissed." Jim Mo also mocked himself.

Hua Yueling smiled at him with white teeth and said, "Hey, let's go."

When the party came to the brightly lit, full-fledged business, it was already an hour later.

Mo Wushuang has already returned, and was by his side with Huayue Ling. The news from him coincided with Jimo Zi himself. Huayue Ling was really curious why Jimo Zi was so afraid of the night?

For convenience, Hua Yueling put on men's clothes, combed her head, tied her blue ribbon, and wore a crescent gown, which looked so refreshing. She didn't mean to dress as a man because her small face still looked the same. It is easy to recognize that she is a woman, and she only deliberately made it so that she would not be taken into the room by a girl with no eyes.

In the hall of Yuemanlou, singing and dancing are leveled up and lively. The guests' laughter, jokes and ambiguous sounds are intertwined, showing the richness of Beijing's night life.

The arrival of Nangong Yu surprised Aoyang Ruyan upstairs. When she knew that Huayue Ling, Mo Wushuang, and His Royal Highness Her Royal Highness also came, her beautiful pair of apricot eyes narrowed slightly. Nangong Yu yesterday He had already mentioned to her that Prince Montaigne had come to Beijing.

Downstairs, Nangong Li took three people directly to the second-floor Yafang. You could see the performance below directly from the windows of the Yafang. As soon as Huayue Ling arrived, she sat in a chair. The noise made her drowsy sleep.

Mo Wushuang looked at her little face with distress, and her big hand held her little hand tightly. If it were not for Mo Zi's toss, Huayue Ling would have been asleep at this time.

"Wushuang, when Xiaolong came back when you returned to the Sentence Department?" Hua Yueling raised her eyes and asked gently.

"Not yet. Listen to Fengyun saying that Xiaolong is leading the team to guard over there, because there are traces of people living there, Xiaolong said that those **** will definitely return at night, so he wants to wipe it out." Mo Wushuang said in her ear.

"Oh? This kid is more and more clever, hoping he can catch a few." Huayue Ling smiled, and she believed that as long as there were enemies found by Hua Xiaolong, he would be able to gain something.

"Xiaolong seems to be in a bad mood lately, isn't Ye You dead?" Mo Wushuang frowned.

Huayue Ling sighed and said, "Yeyou is his only relative. He feels very lonely at this time. I have so many things and unavoidable negligence. Only yesterday I found that he was actually very lonely and helpless." Huayue Ling thought of flowers Xiaolong's drunken look ached inside.

"I blame me for killing Ye You." Mo Wushuang also sighed.

Huayue Ling turned his head to look at his guilty eyes and said, "Don't say that, the person who knows the dead is dead, everyone will do it, so you don't have to blame yourself too much." Huayue Ling comforted him.

"Xiaolong likes you very much." Mo Wushuang Crescent's eyes were worried.

"I know, hey." Huayue Ling didn't want to explain, because she didn't know what to do, she just hoped that Hua Xiaolong could figure it out by himself, that feelings were not wishful thinking.

"Linger, are you tired? Take a break." Mo Wushuang stretched his arms around her and let her rest on him.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, Nangong smiled and brought in a dozen girls with flowers, and Huayue Ling and Mo Wushuang quickly separated.

"Jimboy, these are the most beautiful girls in Yuemanlou. You can only pick which ones you like." Nangong Yan now looks like a pimp, but his eyes stare sharply at Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang, meaning It means you do n’t say hello.

"Master Wang, this boy just wants to see your confidante." Jimo Zi looked at Huayue Ling, and said to the three kings, the beauty in front of him seemed to be non-existent.

"Ru Yan is changing clothes to give Jimo son a dance. Please wait a moment, how about asking two girls to accompany the wine first?" Nangong Ai was a little embarrassed, "Wushuang, come out for a while."

Mo Wushuang stood up, Hua Yueling immediately held him, and whispered in his ear, Mo Wushuang nodded and walked out.

"Linger, would you please choose two for my son?" Jimo Zi looked at Huayue Ling's male and dressed up funny, especially this woman was very rude with her legs crossed to fit a man.

"Jimo son, everyone has a different perspective. Linger likes it. Son may not like it." Huayue Ling Feng looked at this group of smiling women, but these women soon saw that she was a woman, and many still I only knew Huayue Ling and was surprised.

"Haha, let the son see Linger's eyes." Jimo Zi laughed.

"Okay! You! Come here!" Huayue Ling reached out and ordered a girl in a purple dress. There was nothing else to choose from her, because she was not the most beautiful one in it, but she had the largest **** and the most plump buttocks. The most coquettish one.

Jimo squeezed his lips and straightened, this woman really has the boldness of a man, and his eyes are the same as men.

"Large, young lady." The girl in purple came to Huayue Ling in embarrassment.

"What are you afraid of? I'm a woman and won't eat you." Huayue Ling looked at her awkward face with amusement. "Let me touch, are you real?" Huayue Ling said After that, he really grabbed the plump **** of the woman in Ziyi with both hands, and looked at Jimo Zibo silly.

"Ahhh!" The woman in purple yelled, her chest had been grabbed by Huayue Ling, shit! really big! Huayue sighed secretly, she is not too small, but such a big wave should be able to arouse a man's animal desires. All kinds of envy, all kinds of jealousy.

"Yes! Go with the boy, remember to be flirtatious, what a man likes, you should know." Huayue Ling patted on her fat buttocks, and let her sit down next to Jimo.

The other women all laughed so badly that they only felt that Huayue Ling was enough to grow, than the man and the man!

"Does this suit your wishes? If I were a man, I would definitely choose this. A girl is no better than a woman. A woman is gentle and virtuous, and she has a sense of family. Insignificant.

"You really know a man!" Jimo Zi looked at her again and glanced, making Huayue Ling feel like he was his food.

"Hey, where, where, what is Jimo's vision? Let Linger look!" Huayue Ling was also curious about the vision of this northern man.

Jimo Zi started to search back and forth on more than a dozen women. A pair of vicious eyes made those girls a little scared. He smiled just now, and now he ca n’t laugh under his eyes, and some even hide behind him. To hide, I was afraid to be selected.

Immediately after seeing this situation, the violent light in his eyes seemed to be more vigorous, and Huayue Ling faintly felt that his whole breath had changed.

"She!" Jimo Zi reached out and nodded back to the last pink girl.

"Ah!" The Pink Girl was shocked and pale, her face pale.

"Is this son so terrible? Come here!" Jimo said coldly and angrily.

"Let's all go out!" Huayue Ling waved her hand, waved the other women back, and then sat aside waiting to watch the show. She didn't think Jimo Zi liked this type of woman, but the woman's behavior stimulated him .

The pink-clad woman trembled and sat down on the other side of Jimo Zixun and said, "Gong, son, Xiao Taohong pours you wine."

Jimo Zi grabbed her hand, turned over, and pressed the weak woman on the back of the chair. His bloodthirsty eyes looked at Xiao Taohong closely, and Huayue Ling saw Xiao Taohong's eyes closed and she closed her eyes. She cried and cried, "My son is sorry, Xiao Taohong is wrong." The whole body trembling made Huayue Ling feel pitiful.

"My son, Xiao Taohong has always been very timid, so my son don't care about her, what is Zimei ’s respect for her son?" The girl in purple clothes watched her sister in trouble and quickly helped each other. The plump chest was directly attached to Jimo Zi's thick and solid arm. .

Jim Zizhen let go of Xiao Taohong, turned back with a cold hum, and hit her with her hands. Huayue Ling watched his big hand cover her big wave.

"The chest is so big, how many men have touched it?" Jimmy Yu's eyes glanced down at Hua Yueling who sat silently pretending nothing.

"Oh, son, the **** have nothing to do with how many men touched it." Zi Mei laughed, and pressed her little hand on the solid chest of Jimo Ziyu, rubbing gently, showing the girl's true nature.