From an Ugly Peasant Woman to a Carefree Princess

Old Jiu supported his chin with both hands, his eyes gleaming. After these days of getting along, he is now Ye Chunhua's No. 1 fanboy: "Okay! Sister Chunhua!"

"What's your sister? Brother! Chunhua!"

Du Hanshuang was holding the spoon and blowing up gently. Unexpectedly, hearing Ye Chunhua's sentence, she almost missed the bowl.

Old Jiu clapped his hands and applauded: "Okay, okay. Big brother will take me to hunt tomorrow! Chunhuada..." Before finishing speaking, Old Jiu watched Wu Zhongliang's body chill and walked towards him step by step.

"Brother Six, why did you come to this table?" Lao Jiu shrank his head. Only then did he remember what he had done wrong-the dignified family, who should have courted the world to follow suit. What did he do! Call Wangsao Brother?

If you spread it out, isn't that going to make the world laugh?

Oh no, it can't be passed on. Father Tianzi will kill everyone who knows about this, then kill the officer who reported the matter, and finally lock him up...

Wu Zhongliang snorted coldly; "What did you call just now?"

Lao Jiu "Pumped" and stood up with a look of panic. The wine seemed to wake up suddenly, and the groggy feeling was swept away: "I call Liusao, what else can I call?"

Ye Chunhua paled Wu Zhongliang's eyes, and his head was aching with anger. She pressed her temples, her head was dizzy: this fool! You ruined my plan to turn a prince into a righteous brother!

"Daughter-in-law drank too much, are you dizzy?" Wu Zhongliang said to the surroundings: "Everyone eat first, and I will help my daughter-in-law enter the room to rest."

Who drank too much! ?

Ye Chunhua was so angry that Wu Zhongliang was screwed secretly.

But she didn’t dare to say that she didn’t drank too much. If she didn’t drink too much, people would laugh at her and Wu Zhongliang, avoiding everyone and hiding in the room. After the bed collapsed, people seemed to wear colored Look at her through glasses. Most people think she is a hooker.

After the two entered the room, Ye Chunhua cursed in a low voice: "What do you want to do, do you want to be so machismo. Why don't you just have a few glasses of wine? Get people in the room in a hurry."

Wu Zhongliang has become accustomed to Ye Chunhua occasionally saying things that people don't understand, and said coldly: "Silly wife, you are already a sister-in-law, what do you want to worship with Lao Jiu?"

Every time two people are alone in the room, Wu Zhongliang will restore his voice.

Ye Chunhua feels that the unbelievable voice of the cheap husband, Na Su Dao, is really a bit seductive.

"Sister-in-law doesn't have a big brother?"

I don't know if it was because I drank two more glasses, or because I was lost by Wu Zhongliang's voice. Ye Chunhua is a little bit up, and Xia Fei’s cheeks: "Msang Gong, you are the eldest brother of the prince's eldest son. You have everything. Even Miss Du's who grows up like that, come to be close to you. Regardless, I will also be the prince's elder brother. Big brother!"

Wu Zhongliang's expression was brilliant, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Power, beauty. The key is not to pay anything, just make the prince happy." Ye Chunhua lay on the quilt, crying fakely: "You pay me money, beauty!"

"There are so many people outside, don't whimper."

"It's hard for me, woo..." Ye Chunhua became more and more sad as she thought about it: How could the wealthy and wealthy idlers who came for nothing be disturbed by their cheap husbands?

As he was crying vigorously, Wu Zhongliang picked up his collar.

"What do you do? Reflect your strong hands and high martial arts?"

"Cut off the road of making money, it's like plucking the heart!"

"Pay for the silver and the beauty!"

It seems that I am not fascinated by the voice of the cheap husband, it is really high. Ye Chunhua couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and asked more loudly than once.

"Noisy! With me, what kind of beauty do you want?" Wu Zhongliang said nothing, his red lips pressed together.

Kissed by...! ?

In the past and this life, apart from being kissed by Little A Li, this was the first time being kissed.

Ye Chunhua tasted Wu Zhongliang's soft lips and the peculiar smell specific to men. The brain seemed to be lit by something and exploded.

Very sweet.

No, no, this feeling of losing control is really annoying! Walking in the dark all year round and keeping a sober consciousness at all times is Ye Chunhua's instinct slowly formed in the experience of life and death.

So! She subconsciously raised her palm as a knife, and slammed at Wu Zhongliang's head!

After hacking, she reacted--

Special! Sinister! I used all my strength! Although this body has never practiced martial arts, Haolai is a two-hundred-and-five hundred fat athlete!

Will she become the first poisonous woman in history who missed her husband because she was kissed by her husband?

"My husband, you, you...Don't die!" Ye Chunhua cried loudly.

"Msang Gong, you stand upright, have you been killed by me!?"

Ye Chunhua shook her hands, got up from the edge of the bed, and slowly stretched her hand under Wu Zhongliang's nose.

She is going to try Wu Zhongliang's snort-the husband who killed herself must be held accountable, and she can't just kill or bury it.

Hey, there is still anger!

"Msang-gong, you are not dead, why stand motionless, I want to be frightened by you. You touch my heart, does it beat fast." Did the cheap husband practice iron head skills?

So strong? With all my strength, nothing happened.

"Ye Chunhua, you are really ruthless to start! Why, every time you use this kind of rhetoric to arouse me, really think I dare not touch it?" Wu Zhongliang is probably really angry this time, his face pales.

Of course, it is also possible to be chopped, and the pain is white.

"Cut." Ye Chunhua disapproved: "Don't be afraid of death, just come and touch it. I just care about it, you can't respond. It's so overbearing, I'm afraid of you!"

"Apologize, apologize for just hitting me."

Ye Chunhua raised her neck: "You kissed me. Why should I apologize?"

When the voice fell, Ye Chunhua felt a heat in her chest.

Bowing her head in astonishment, Ye Chunhua stared at her chest.

On her chest, a long and white hand with well-knotted bones is holding her whole thing...

"Daughter-in-law is really thin. She is also small." Wu Zhongliang was serious.

Ye Chunhua froze for a while.

The vertical palm is a knife...

"Can I chop you again?" Ye Chunhua's tone was very flat, her expression dull.

Wu Zhongliang: "I just fainted for a while before I woke up. I think I can survive, probably not because of high skill, but good luck. Daughter-in-law, if you want me to die, just cut it again."

Ye Chunhua froze for a while.

"Msang, have you touched enough?" Ye Chunhua's tone was still very flat, and her expression was still dull.

Wu Zhongliang is an extremely visionary person, knowing the importance of accepting what is good.

He gave a soft "Oh" and put his hand back.

"Daughter-in-law, you are emotionally unstable, take a good rest, I'm out drinking." Wu Zhongliang's voice was also very peaceful.

He turned, walked to the door, and held the door handle again. Hey, there is an extra hand on the door handle.

He turned his head and saw that Ye Chunhua's eyes seemed to burst into flames: "Msang Gong, I am in a good mood today. Let's practice hands."