The Evil King of Poison Girl Play: Playful Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 642 Poor grandson
"Uh, this old man really doesn't know." The old storyteller was helpless.He cursed secretly in his heart: Young City Master, I'm just a storyteller, I can say whatever people tell me. Why do you have to embarrass me, an old man who just wants to make ends meet!
Just when the old man moved forward slightly to salute, the granddaughter who had just been blocked by her revealed half of her head and those pair of watery eyes because of his leaning forward.

Sensing this pair of eyes, Ou Mingshuang's heart lit up, such watery eyes, could there be a beautiful woman.Thinking of this, Ou Ming stepped into the inn, avoiding the old storyteller and looking behind her, and soon found a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old standing behind the old man.

Looking at this young girl, Ou Ming's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yo, this little girl is really watery, old man, is this your granddaughter?"

Hearing Ou Ming's words, the old man's face paled in an instant, it was over, his granddaughter might be in trouble: "Yes, yes, this is my granddaughter."

Just as the old storyteller was speaking, Ou Ming's footsteps had long been disobedient and walked over, staring straight at the old man's granddaughter, swallowing subconsciously, recently being very strictly controlled by the city lord , He hasn't eaten meat for a long time, but he didn't expect to bump into him when he went out today. It seems that even the master knows that he is hungry and wants to eat meat.

Looking at the appearance of the young city lord, the people in the restaurant lowered their eyebrows slowly, with helplessness in their eyes, it seemed that the storyteller's granddaughter was about to suffer.

When he walked in front of the old storyteller, Ou Ming impatiently pushed the old man aside: "Old guy, get out of here, don't block my young city lord's eyes."

Being lifted by Ou Ming, the old storyteller retreated a few times, one of them lost his balance, and sat on the ground with his buttocks. The pain made him utter a strange cry: "Ouch."

Seeing the old man overturned, the girl let out an exclamation, and hurriedly ran towards the fallen grandfather: "Grandpa-"

However, just after she ran a few steps, Ou Ming quickly grabbed her little hand and gently pulled it towards Huai Yi.The girl lost her balance and fell into Na Ou Ming's arms all of a sudden.

With the beauty in his arms, Ou Mingchou leaned closer to the girl's neck and sniffed lightly: "Well, it smells so good!"

Molested by Ou Ming, the girl was frightened for a while, her body kept struggling, and tears of grievance kept swirling in her eyes.

Hearing his granddaughter's cry, the storyteller turned around from the pain, but he walked over on his knees and grabbed Na Ouming's foot: "Young City Lord, please, please let my granddaughter go, my granddaughter is still alive!" If you are young and ignorant, you are like a cow and a horse, and you are no different from an old man."

Sensing that someone was pulling his foot, Ou Ming looked down and saw the old storyteller hugging his foot. Thinking about what the old man said just now, his expression changed instantly, and he kicked his leg suddenly: "Fuck you, Mr. Things, I am the young master of the city, who doesn't want you, an old cow."

With Ou Ming's step, the old storyteller flew out and fell to the ground, whining in pain.

"Grandpa --" the girl exclaimed again.

Seeing the situation of the old man and the young girl, no one present dared to help.

At this moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and something hit Ou Ming's right wrist like lightning.

Everyone only heard a scream coming from Ou Ming's mouth: "Ouch."

Ou Ming, who was hugging the girl, suddenly let go of his hand, grabbed the wrist with his left hand, and veins appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)