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Chapter seven hundred and sixty-fifth: tortured flowers, secret fights become scum

A beautiful smile can overturn the city walls, make people lose their will, make the situation change, and make the country ruin the family...

Duanmu Xia looked at Tang Jiaren's smile and lost consciousness. She stroked her lips with her thumb, her movements were ambiguous and full of love.

Tang Jiaren wanted to break Duan his hand, but she had to bow her head because she was under the eaves. She moved her mind and grabbed Duanmuxia's hand, looked at his eyes with a flickering look, and asked shyly, "Honor, have you ever married?"

Duanmu Xia felt extremely ridiculous when he heard this. He smiled and shattered his beautiful dream. His tone was full of jokes: "What? Do you want to fly to the branch and be a phoenix?"

Tang Jiaren knew that he looked down on her, but cooperated with her cheeks and said shyly: "Anyone who has seen me said that I am as beautiful as a flower and like a fairy. Young Master, aren't you happy?"

Duanmu Xia laughed and replied, "Yes, Yunbi is indeed beautiful, and the young master is very happy to see it." But he thought to himself: A beautiful woman is indeed adorable, but if you want to be on par with her, her background is more important. The woman in front of her is simply delusional. However, this color can also add some fun to the boudoir.

Tang Jiaren held Duanmuxia's hand and said shyly: "The young master said he would choose one of the two. In fact... I don't like the days when I use a knife. If the young master treats each other sincerely, give me... a name, and I am willing to serve the young master."

Fame? What he can't give now is Fame. Qiu Jiangyan in the mansion has already made the house uneasy. He used a girl a few days ago, and the next day he was buried in the flower bed, becoming a beauty with a dry bone. Uncle Quan said he wanted to spoil Qiu Jiangyan as much as possible, so he could only say that he could swallow his anger and endure it. If he went back this time and placed this woman in the backyard, he still didn't know what to do. Besides, this woman was so stunning, and if she couldn't do anything for him, she would die at Qiu Jiangyan's hands. It would be a pity.

Thinking of this, Duanmuxia pulled Tang Jiaren up and said, "Yun Bi looks so beautiful that he should fly to the branches and be a phoenix. My backyard is a land of inch of land, not worthy of Yun Bi's stunning appearance." Having said that, his hand still stroked Tang Jiaren's waist.

Tang Jiaren could no longer see the person in front of her as Xia Jian. She immediately took the lead and rushed towards Duanmu Xia, knocked into his arms, and shouted in a coquettish manner: "Young Master..."

Although Duanmuxia's burn was fine, it was the time to hurt. The blisters that had just emerged were smashed by Tang Jiaren, and several of them were broken. The pain made him grin and his face turned pale. He immediately pushed Tang Jiaren away and said angrily: "Rareless!"

Tang Jiaren pretended to be scared, stepped aside and knelt honestly, wearing the right face, and said, "It's me that I'm reckless, please calm my anger. I... I don't know how to please my me."

Duanmuxia's lustful heart was replaced by pain, and she was full of displeasure. She waved her hand and said, "Go out."

When Tang Jiaren exited the carriage, she suddenly felt that the air was extremely fresh. He felt proud and said to himself: I lived until now with my strength!

Duanmuxia's sneeze sound came from the carriage: "Ah snee!"

Tang Jiaren asked with concern: "Young master, are you infected with the cold?"

Duanmu Xia replied: "No obstacle."

Apan looked at Tang Jiaren and laughed again with an unknown laugh: "Hehe..."

Tang Jiaren said to Apan: "Young Master is infected with the cold, you actually smiled happily? Are you sick?!"

Apan hurriedly explained: "Young Master, Apan is not laughing at this."

Tang Jiaren said: "Then are you Mr. Xiao hurt by the fire?"

Apan said angrily: "You!"

Tang Jiaren threw four words: "The ugly people are so weird." He jumped out of the carriage, leaving behind an angry Apan, came to the fire, sat beside Bu Rangxing, and asked the iron cavalry who was barbecuing, "Is there any roasted meat?"

The Iron Cavalry flipped over the small hedgehog meat, sprinkled some salt, wrapped it in leaves, and handed it to Tang Jiaren. He thought that Tang Jiaren would give the first piece of meat to the young master to taste, but she lifted the leaves and ate it with relish.

The Iron Cavalry couldn't help but scold, "Why are you so unruly? Don't you know how to give it to the young master first?"

Tang Jiaren replied: "Young Master is feeling uncomfortable. Now I'm going to come over to give you food or ask for a call? Or, are you going to give it to me?"

The iron cavalry was speechless and continued to grill the hedgehog meat.

When Tang Jiaren took away the second hedgehog, the Iron Cavalry also thought it was time to give it to the young master.

After taking it, Tang Jiaren said righteously and sternly: "Young Master has just rested, so it's not easy to disturb you."

So everyone saw three, four, and five hedgehogs entering Tang Jiaren's belly one after another.

A group of big men are not good at scrambling food with a woman, so they can only watch it. Of course, the most important reason is that this woman who annoyed the young master but still could leave and eat the roasted hedgehog was really not simple.

Duanmuxia, who was sitting in the car and smelling the smell, waited and waited for no one to deliver him a stutter. He finally couldn't help but speak, "Get some food."

Tang Jiaren said at the top of her throat: "Young Master, this little hedgehog is delicious when roasting and eating."

Duanmuxia has been eating delicacies recently and has no longer looked down on those vulgar foods. However, when she smelled the smell and listened to the sound, she suddenly felt hungry. He reluctantly got off the carriage and came to the fire, trying to have fun with everyone, but found that...the hair was not left!

Duanmuxia looked at Tang Jiaren, and Tang Jiaren stood up, supported Duanmuxia to sit in the seat she was sitting in, and said seriously: "Young master, wait a moment, the hedgehog has not caught all, and there are five. Among these five, there are two of you and three of me."

Duanmu Xia was angry and was about to have anger, but she saw Tang Jiaren with a serious look on her face, as if eating a few hedgehogs was a very important thing. Her seriousness in food reminded him of a person. She seemed like a different life, but she always followed her like a shadow and could not forget it. Perhaps, she thought that in the first half of her life, she was the only woman who stood in front of him and protected him.

The remaining five hedgehogs were not caught in the end.

Duanmuxia felt a little cold and returned to the carriage to take a nap.

Bu Rangxing whispered to Tang Jiaren: "Why don't you run?"

Tang Jiaren narrowed her eyes and smiled, saying, "If I run away, what should he do if he kills you to vent his hatred?"

Bu Rangxing was stunned.

Tang Jiaren stood up, moved her stiff limbs, came to the carriage, and said, "Young Master, are you asleep?"

Duanmuxia opened her eyes and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Tang Jiaren cleared her throat and said, "I want to sing a song for the young master."

Duanmu Xia couldn't help but smile and said, "Sing."

So, Tang Jiaren began to howl.

Her voice was very beautiful, but when she deliberately shook the high notes, she inevitably felt like she was so angry that she was howling. What’s strange is that Duanmuxia loves listening.
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