The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Both Meng Ying and Lan Yu saw the soul boy, and it was too late to think about how this little boy could join them. He had already taken action against Lan Yu.

The original one-on-one situation was broken, two-on-one, but it was much more profitable.

No one in Lan Yu gave him renewal of soul power, and the continuous confrontation has made him a little overwhelmed.

If he keeps entangled with Meng Ying, he won't get any benefit, and he adds a little kid, and he will support it soon.

Meng Ying slapped his chest with a palm, a **** smell came up from her throat, and she opened her mouth and vomited.

"Tsk, it turns out that Mr. Lan is so weak and can't help the wind." Meng Ying's breath is just a little confused, but Lan Yu is not so embarrassed.

Meng Ying glanced at the little boy next to him. This was Xintong's brother.

She pretended not to know each other, and touched the soul boy's head, "Little guy, good skills."

The soul boy turned his head to prevent her from touching.

Meng Yingle said, "It's so cool."

The soul boy does not like others to touch him, even this beautiful-looking sister.

Lan Yu clutched his chest, and he was shocked to realize that none of the people he had brought came up to help him.

Looking back, all the people he brought fell to the ground.

Staring fiercely at the soul boy.

The soul boy has no expression on his face, and has a full aura at a young age.

"Meng Ying, you will remember this account today!" Lan Yu has never been so embarrassed before, his face is like being stepped on the ground, rubbing hard.

Meng Ying smiled evilly, "I can't remember the account, but I remember you."

Lan Yu gritted his teeth and left in embarrassment.

"Why didn't you kill him?" The soul boy said coldly.

Meng Ying looked down at him, "At a young age, so bloody?"

"If you don't kill him, he will kill you."

"I know, but..." Meng Ying suddenly coughed and vomited blood out.

The soul boy frowned, "You are hurt!"

Meng Ying wiped the corners of her mouth, "Occasionally vomiting blood is also a way of detoxification."

The soul boy snorted coldly, "I thought how good you are."

"At least better than him, right?" Meng Ying reached out to touch his head again.

The soul boy avoided, "Man's head, don't touch it."

"Tsk, kid, it's a man." Meng Ying still respects him. "If you don't touch it, don't touch it. I'll go back and touch my husband."

Meng Ying coughed again, worry flashing in the soul boy's eyes.

"Don't worry, my blood is precious." Meng Ying raised her hand and put it down again.

The child's hair looks very soft, just want to touch it.

Meng Ying glanced at the bunch of people lying on the ground, "Eric?"

Eric was stunned, but only briefly.

He opened his eyes when Meng Ying called him.

"Are you still alive? Help me take my property with you."

"Property?" Eric stood up, not quite sure what she was talking about.

Meng Ying pointed to Robertson who passed out to death.

Eric understands.

He went over to pick up Robertson and followed Meng Ying.

Seeing the woman's slender back, Eric's desire to get her grew stronger and stronger.

How could he not want a beautiful woman who can beat?

But, she is so good, what about her husband?

Is it better?

Eric frowned.

...

Meng Ying asked Eric to take Robertson away, wherever he wanted.

She glanced at the soul boy, "Little handsome guy, do you want to come with me?"

"where you go?"

"Go find my husband."

"Don't go."

"Then where are you going?"

"You want to control."

"..."

The soul boy dropped these words and left very coolly.