The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 17: Hug

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As soon as Huan Beiming's words fell, Huan Qingyan immediately covered her head, "Daddy, Xiaoyan's head hurts, it hurts me to death, ah..."

Speaking, the body seemed to be too painful to stand still, and rolled down the ground, rolling far away.

The body is round and round, and it is deliberately rolling. You can roll where you want to roll...

This roll, rolled under a VIP table in the southeast corner, at the feet of the brim-hat brother who just refused her and couldn't live and work with her.

"Ahhhh, it's dizzy, it hurts..."

She wanted to roll into the table and get out of the sight of the emperor and the nine princes... This thing just fooled around.

As a result, Brother Yanmao did not do what she wanted.

Kicked her secretly, trying to kick her back to the center of the court!

Huan Qingyan glared angrily at this wolf-hearted dog. At any rate, he is an acquaintance, not to mention acquaintances are not acquaintances. Come to our phantom house and eat our phantom house's tofu.

Don't save me if you die, but kick her...

It's damned!

Huan Qingyan decided to **** him today, want to kick her?

Let you kick!

Anyway, I have already spared my life. Huan Qingyan hugged his kicked foot and continued to howl, "Oh, dad, mother, Xiaoyan has a headache, is it impossible to survive..."

Mumbling words in his mouth, clinging to this foot.

This foot is also secretly working hard, trying to get rid of the phantom face.

Huan Qingyan just didn't let go, Jimo Ya felt something round and soft on his feet, and he became stiff, but he couldn't break free for a while.

For a few minutes, Huan Qingyan didn't feel triumphant, and felt that Brother Brim didn't keep his hand, so he kicked her out.

She didn't let go, but Huan Qingyan took a boot away and rolled a few times...

Jimoya obviously didn't expect Huan Qingyan to be so fierce. A daughter's family could do such things that don't tell the identity under the public. She almost turned out later, aura surged, and stabilized herself. Looking at the feet, there are only white socks left.

The look...a pump!

Mrs. Huan couldn’t take care of it anymore, and rushed over, trying to lift Huan Qingyan from the ground, and Huan Qingyan rolled all over the floor, still holding the boot, yelling headache, body pain, where It hurts...

"Her father, Xiaoyan seems to be seriously ill, in case there is something short and long..."

"Your Majesty, please forgive Xiaoyan this time, this symptom has happened so badly, what punishment is for my father to suffer for Xiaoyan!" Huan Beiming took the opportunity to kneel and said in fear.

His Majesty the Emperor and the Nine Princes looked at each other. Under everyone's eyes, the girls rolled around on the ground regardless of their images. They really didn't want to make a marriage. What can they do?

The average person is killed.

However, Huan Beiming is a rare food master in a century, a master-level food master, who can make more than five hundred spiritual foods a day. It is not a problem. Guang Hua Beiming can be worth hundreds of food masters. A high-level food master, the Chuiyun Empire had Huan Beiming, and his strength increased by one and a half minutes. Not only could the emperor not be able to kill, he had to draw him in to prevent other countries from digging the corner.

The scene became like this, and the emperor had to say, "Xiaoyan fell so badly, you don’t want to report it to me. I will send an imperial doctor to take a look at it. Take it and get a good treatment..."