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"Mrs.--" followed the snow maiden's niece behind her and couldn't help but say, "You..."

After the words were not finished, Xue Ji hurried to get up and yelled: "There is no part of your speech here, you immediately retreat."

In this way, the natural extraordinarily attracting attention, the North City sees the situation, it is also a rare match, faintly open: "Stop, put what you just said, make it clear."

It is said that the prostitute is still not what, Xue Ji’s face has gradually become pale, and the blood on the face has faded.

When the prostitute saw it, she couldn’t care much. She straightened up and said: "Wang Ye, that Wu Cheng is a foreign man. Our wife usually does not come out. The second door is not a step, how can he poison him?" It’s impossible for my wife to do it. You can’t believe what she said. She is, this is a sin for the people.”

"Shut up, don't say it." Xue Ji turned and grabbed the niece's arm and couldn't help but scream again.

"This thing is interesting." Yubei City squatted on the armrest of the seat, holding his chin in one hand, and said with interest: "Snow Ji, you can interrupt her, this king wants to hear." You are so expensive, who wants to sin for whom?"

Yan Xuan did not speak, but looking at the look, the heart thought it was roughly the same.

With the North City, the prostitute talked, the waist was quite straight, and she was not afraid of Xue Ji’s blocking. It seemed that the school seemed so serious, but she had to say it, but she muttered, and she vomited for a while. Not coming out.

"You are not guilty." It seems to see the hesitation of the prostitute, Yu Xuan is very understanding of the warm voice.

The prostitute had the temper, and said: "Returning to the prince, His Royal Highness, Madame, she is simply sinning for the king."

As she said, she stepped forward and pulled up Xue Ji’s arm and rolled up a large sleeved gown to reveal the delicate white skin under her robes. However, above this white skin, it is faintly visible with a few smashed wounds, the size of red beans, and a few reddish scars distributed alongside, it seems that they should all be injured by a utensil.

However, only for a moment, Xue Ji quickly struggled to take his arm back, sorted the position of the cuff, and said: "Wang Ye, you must not listen to the gimmick."

"Wang Ye, you see, this is what Wang Hao left in the hands of our lady." The prostitute refused to stop and continued: "Everyone in the house knows that the king is poisonous, no one dares to be close to Wang Hao, only Xue Ji is different. What do you think is the reason? It’s not that our wife is pitiful. In order to protect myself, I can only rely on Wang Hao. These wounds are when Wang Hao is unhappy and tied with a scorpion.”

"This time, in fact, has nothing to do with our wife. It was before, Wang Hao wanted our wife to help him poison the Wucheng. After being rejected by his wife, Wang Hao was angry and moved his own hands. She immediately threatened her wife with her loved ones, and asked her to help her sin, Wang Ye, you must not marry our wife."

The more prostitutes are, the more excited they are. At the end of the day, the emotions are extraordinarily heated, and they lean over and put their foreheads close to the ground.

"How can you find someone all over, you know, you are going to trap me in a place of filial piety, if, if the father and mother have three long and two short..." Xue Ji saw the prostitute all said, and the body could not help but gently Shaking, biting the pale lips, full of timid openings.