Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

What Chizi is telling is also the truth. Lu Beixiao of the third generation has one thing in common. Before meeting her, Ye Qiao, they were not close to women, so that they were suspected of breaking sleeves!

She saw a suit, handsome and handsome, and she transformed herself into the most popular singer-songwriter Jojo in the dance hall.

A sleeveless cheongsam, a graceful figure, a silk flower on his head, standing in front of an old-fashioned microphone, singing emotionally.

Marshal Lu, who is not close to female, actually appeared in the luxurious box to join in. After Qiao Qiao finished singing, he ordered someone to send a flower basket to her backstage in his name, which aroused the envy of other singers.

Once, twice, three times... countless times...

Everybody knows how much Lu Shaoshuai has for Qiaoqiao.

The two gradually became confidantes and often dated.

He taught her to ride horses, shoot, go shopping and eat with her, talk to her about her ideals and ambitions.

Obviously she should seduce him, but he was asking her!

A girl who has lived for 18 years and doesn't know what love is, how can she withstand his tender offensive, but she came with revenge, how can she be tempted by him? !

In the dream, Ye Qiao saw that he had gone to an inn. It was her bamboo horse who asked her to exchange information here.

After entering the inn, she was surprised to see the unbearable clothes scattered on the spot, and she flashed to the corner.

"That Ye Qiao, I'm afraid I won't know until he died, her brother was killed by our army, and he stupidly went to avenge them!"

"What are you doing? Distressed?"

The woman's voice came.

"Miss, look at what you said, the little ones are not enough for you—"

Before the man had finished speaking, Ye Qiao, dressed in men's clothing, hid in the corner and rushed into the bedroom!

The pair of men and women on the bed was shocked, and then, the soldiers of Lu Shaoshuai rushed in, surrounded them, and pointed their spear bayonet at them!

The dream was very vague. She couldn't see the face of the scumbag who deceived her, and saw Lu Beixiao, who was wearing a military uniform, also coming.

This one was also designed by him to let her see the true face of the scumbag.

Ye Qiao, dressed in men's clothing, took out the pistol he carried and unceremoniously pointed it at the scumbag who was kneeling on the ground. Then, he shot without hesitation!

That bitch, the daughter of the enemy army of the Lu family, was captured by Lu Beixiao's subordinates.

In the room, only the two of them were left, she still held a pistol in her hand, expressionless, but her heart was turbulent.

She understood that everything he had done to her before was fake, just to get her into the set.

Lu Beixiao approached her, stood in front of her, took off the wig from her head with his big hands, a woman with black hair hanging down like waterfalls, wearing a suit, and a long hair, heroic yet beautiful.

"Ye Qiao, the leader of the Qiao gang, has a strong martial arts, and walked the rivers and lakes at the age of 16..." He bowed his head, looked at her, and muttered.

She squeezed the gun in her hand, her heart was aching, but she said with great pride: "Marshal Lu, I, Ye Qiao, approached you for the purpose of stealing information! If you want to kill, you need to cut, just listen!"

Although she had misunderstood him and did not tell a piece of useful information from him, she knew that as a marshal of the first army, Lu Beixiao would never let her spy go!

Everything before is fake...

He was all tempting her...

"Kill you? It's too cheap for you... Isn't this young marshal's previous intentions in vain?" His hand, playing with her black hair, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at her.

"Then how are you going to punish me?!" She still asked fiercely, not understanding the meaning of the second half of his sentence.

"Just punishing you to be my Lu Beixiao's wife, how about it?" He put his hand in her hair and held her back of the head, so that she was forced to face him with a beautiful face on her back.

He said with a dark smile at the corner of his mouth.