"Well, yes, I am arrogant! I am only arrogant towards you!" Qin Wuyou smiled even more happily when he saw Fang Mengmeng rolling her eyes.

"Are you really not sick? Look at me. I have no power, no money, no mother, and no father. The father is about the same as having no father... I look like I'm not as good-looking as you. I play music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

He is unreasonable in everything, rude, talks in his sleep, and the wine is not good..." In order to make Qin Wuyou no longer target her, Fang Mengmeng tried her best to discredit herself.

Is it easy?

Who in this world is not a prostitute who sells melons and boasts about herself?

But in order to prevent others from taking notice of her, Fang Mengmeng behaved in various ways.

"I know! So what? I like it!" Qin Wuyou raised his lips and said.

Of course he knew that the expression of the girl in front of him was like this, but what about the reality?

He knows better than anyone else how dazzling that girl is when she dances in the dark with her filaments dancing in the middle of the night, and how hard it is to take your eyes away.

And how could the princess who had read countless poems about a branch of red apricot coming out of the wall in the imperial garden, and the one who was able to take her away under Bailiwei and heavy guards, be what she said?

What about being useless?

But when Fang Mengmeng heard Qin Wuyou's words, she immediately became even more depressed.

"What do you like about me? Can't I change it?" Fang Mengmeng didn't have a fever. She didn't believe that this man would like her for no reason.

It's impossible to have a soft spot for your own red apricot and fall in love with it, right?

He was almost an old bachelor living in a ravine who couldn't find a wife. Who was he?

He is Prince Yu, the most beautiful man in the Yan Dynasty, the god of war who is feared on the battlefield. If he fell in love with her because of such a brainless poem that he could not distinguish between straight and straight, then Fang Mengmeng would rather

I believe that the sun rises from the west every day.

"I like every aspect of her!" Qin Wuyou looked at Fang Mengmeng seriously, his eyes shining with light. He was thinking, how many aspects of the girl in front of him did he not know about?

"..." Fang Mengmeng discovered for the first time how powerless her eloquence was in front of such a rogue man.

"The strong melon is not sweet!"

"Emotions can be cultivated!"

"A marriage without emotion is unhappy!"

"I will give you happiness!"

"..."

"Qin Wuyou, what on earth are you going to do before you give up on me!!!" Fang Meng burst into laughter. She had no idea Qin Wuyou would like her. It was obvious that men either like little birds to follow others, or

If he likes someone who has both ability and political integrity, or is beneficial to his future, who would like a idiot like her?!

"Then what do you have to do to fall in love with me? You know, besides me, who else can you like? I ask myself, there is no man in this world who is more suitable for you than me.

!" Qin Wuyou's self-confidence was simply through the roof.

"My lord, don't you know that there is no cow dung anywhere in the world, so why should you have an unrequited love for a piece of shit!" Fang Mengmeng looked at him and said.

"You said this king is shit?!" Qin Wuyou's expression suddenly changed.

Are you disgusted to this extent?!

King Yu's heart felt as if he had been blown by a strong wind. The strong wind was also mixed with ice knives, which made his heart ache and hurt, and even brought out the cold!
Chapter completed!