The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor: Fanwai 17 she has someone she likes

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"So what?"

She raised her voice, tucked the broken hair behind her ears, and raised her eyebrows to look at him.

She does such a simple and extremely simple action, but it is also unique.

The coquettish in the bones and the enchanting between the eyebrows and eyes are really hard to ignore.

The man looked silly.

Then I saw Xiao Ba's red lips slightly picked, and said with a smile:

"The God Envoy seems to be so free?"

The man's face changed slightly when she heard her claim.

This is to move out of the identity of the envoy.

The Eighth Divine Envoy now takes care of Yaoshan. Although he holds the power, he is always gentle and charming. No matter who he sees, he always seems to be smiling.

This also makes many people forget her identity and still only regard her as a beautiful and enchanting woman.

She rarely moves out of her identity to suppress others.

Unexpectedly today--

Even if he doesn't wink anymore, he can see Xiao Ba this is unhappy.

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

The man flushed, and waved his hands nervously.

"Since the Eighth God's Envoy is busy, I, I will not bother too much!"

Speaking, I finally reluctantly left after looking back and forth.

There is still a bit of heartbreak on that face.

Obviously, I didn't expect to be so simply rejected.

Xiao Ba put his arms around his chest, snorted, turned and walked back.

Eleven Niang and Twelve Niang looked at each other.

After pondering for a moment, Eleven Mother asked:

"Sister, you seem to be very angry?"

Xiao Ba snorted coldly.

"Song Il is disturbed by these people, can you not be angry?"

The twelve mothers fiddled with the last pill in his hand, and whispered a little hesitantly:

"But...it was the same before...but Bajie rarely gets angry."

Eleven Niang nodded in agreement.

"Not to mention that the person just now gave birth to a good one."

This is the most critical.

Who doesn't know the Eighth Divine Envoy look at the face in the entire Magic Palace?

She is extremely beautiful in her own life, and she is naturally extremely picky in the eyes of men.

Yu Xingmao, even more so.

If it doesn't look into her eyes, she won't even give an extra look.

Therefore, although many people have come during this period, they are actually somewhat emboldened.

At the very least, the appearance value is also upper-middle. As for other aspects, they all have their own merits.

It stands to reason that Xiao Ba will not be angry when these people come over.

Sometimes she is in a good mood, and she would say a few more words to relieve her boredom.

Now... but he did not hesitate to fire directly.

It's really rare.

Xiao Ba frowned.

"Are there?"

Eleven Niang nodded affirmatively.

"Yes."

"I said, did he have a good life?"

Xiao Ba glanced suspiciously over the two girls,

"Why is your vision so bad now?"

Eleven mothers and twelve mothers: "..."

In all fairness, the one just now can be considered okay...

Why does Bajie seem to be disgusted?

The Twelve Niang swallowed the last pill in her hand, her cheeks bulged slightly, and asked while chewing:

"Eight sister thinks he is not good-looking?"

"Of course."

"Then what kind of looks good?"

Xiao Ba paused, but a handsome face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Immediately, she was shocked and her eyes widened.

Seeing her reaction, Twelve Niang looked blank.

She leaned toward the eleven mother and asked in a low voice:

"Sister, how did the eighth sister react like this? It seems to be frightened by something?"

She just asked, what kind of looks good... In the past eight sisters also liked to talk about this topic.

The reaction now is a bit strange.

Eleven mother thoughtfully.

"Sister Ba... seems to be thinking of someone alone."

It should be the person she was thinking of at this moment that frightened her.

She paused, then suddenly spoke:

"Sister, who are you thinking of?"

When she asked suddenly, Xiao Ba was awakened.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the eyes of the two girls Qing Lingling.

Suddenly Xiao Ba felt a little embarrassed, as if there was a secret that was clearly revealed.

But--

She doesn't even know what's going on!

"No, no."

She coughed and walked quickly towards the room.

"Suddenly I remembered that there are some things I haven't done yet, you, you guys do it yourself."

Half way, I suddenly remembered something, turned around and picked up the two baskets, and hurriedly left and entered the house.

Eleven mothers and twelve mothers: "..."

They didn't seem to ask anything just now, did they?

Bajie, this...

Eleven mothers are unpredictable.

"The Eight Sisters seem to be...someone I like."

The Twelve Mother was shocked immediately, and quickly swallowed the remaining half of the pill, a small face turned red with choking.

"Really, really!? Who!"

Eleven Niang shook her head, touched her chin, thoughtfully.

"It looks like I just like it soon..."

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

"Is it Young Master Yun!?"

......

"Snee!"

Yun Muchen, who had just arrived at Fengming Mountain, suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose.

"Who missed my son so much..."

The dumpling standing aside looked at him faintly.

"Xu is the Red Demon."

Yun Muchen: "..."

He rubbed the dumpling's bun and hummed softly.

"The little girl is witty. Is it possible that women in the world are so difficult to serve as a child?"

The dumpling is confused:

"What?"

Yun Muchen glanced at her.

"Children don’t care about adults’ affairs."

Dumpling: "Shit."

Yun Muchen: "..."

......

"Who do you think the Eighth God Envoy likes?" Yu Mo looked incredulous.

Twelve mothers have a firm face: "My sister said, it must be him!" Yu Mo's wind is messy:

"How is this possible? She didn't talk to Yan before--"

I didn't finish speaking, looked up slightly, and bumped into a figure.

Yu Mo fell silent immediately.

Yan Qing held a sword and walked past the two without expression.

When Yu Mo saw this, he hurriedly followed: "Hey! Hey! Wait!"

Yan Qing paused: "Something?"

Yu Mo shivered.

"Well... it's okay, I just asked, you haven't been to the Eighth Divine Envoy recently? How can you do this? How can your own daughter-in-law let others go?"

Yan Qing frowned, but said nothing.

Yu Mo put his arms on his shoulders, lowering his voice.

"In my opinion, although Young Master Yun looks better than yours—cough, no, we are not near the water! You have to start first!"

He stroked his chin, his smile narrowed.

"Anyway, you don't have any reputation anymore. Why don't you just follow the Eighth Envoy?"

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Reading these few days, I shed tears for the fairy love of others.

Then flipped through the comment section and found that most people were saying that there were few emotional dramas.

I reflected on it.

Am I different from ordinary people's requirements for emotional drama? ? ?