The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around

"This is really not a good place." Dong Ling murmured as soon as he came out of the county magistrate's office, but was caught by Wu Jitian on the side.

He looked at Dong Ling with amusement, with a tiny light in his eyes.

Dong Ling faced him side by side, feeling his fiery gaze, his heart sank.

After getting along with each other during this time, the man in front of him undoubtedly has great interest in herself, and she herself acknowledged that she had something different to Wu Jitian.

Love.

In front of him, she seemed to truly become Dong Ling and herself.

But next minute reason prevailed, and the danger in the man made her sober.

Dong Ling shouted haha, pretending to easily switch off the topic and asked him, "You just reveal your identity like this, aren't you afraid of being impeached?"

Wu Jitian immediately withdrew the two hot eyes that stayed on Dong Ling's cheeks, and asked with a pair of beautiful eyes, "You just stared at people's money, and you are not afraid of being reported

complex? "

Dong Ling retorted without thinking, "I am naturally not afraid, I am your life-saving benefactor!"

As soon as the words fell, he immediately reacted. Wu Jitian was secretly scoffing at himself and fluttered softly at him, "Then we are really each other."

The moment she saw her bright smile, the corner of Wu Jitian's mouth inadvertently turned into a perfect arc. Thinking about the next second, you may not see Ming Mingshan in front of you anymore

Favorite woman.

Wu Jitian quietly made a small abacus in his heart, raised his hand and dragged Dong Ling to the lively market.

Dong Ling was caught off guard by a sudden surprise, and justified instinctively to defend himself, but was attracted by Wu Jitian's sentence, "Lord Wang, you must repay your benefactor!"

He gradually lowered his alertness.

"Drunk Wind Tower" is a well-known signature building on South Street. The pavilion is covered with flowers, birds and fish ponds, and banana leaves are covered by several famous opera actors. The singing voice is graceful and crisp, the figure is sloppy, and the wine

The guests stared intently at the center of the pillar.

Dong Ling sat in the atrium, completely ignoring this style, still looking cold and unmoved. Wu Jitian, who was sitting opposite him, looked at her calmly, trying to look at Dong Lingdi.

There was a trace of affection for him in his eyes, but no, nothing.

There was only a look on Dong Ling's face. She lifted her eyes and swept up and down the living creature in front of her, extremely slowly, and spoke word by word, "Where do you feed the pigs?"

Wu Jitian is very satisfied with her response. The little girl's cultural standard is not so high, she even compares herself to a pig?

Dong Ling naturally knows what kind of sentence she said, and knows how self-declining the sentence is, but she looked at the table full of precious and delicious dishes and touched herself

The flat stomach had long been ignored, so he could not tell what was going on, and drank his head to eat.