The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 445 Mother, which one do you like?

The two people in the fight paused for a moment when they heard this, and then they set up the barrier in a tacit understanding, and the fight was called a dark world.

In the other barrier, only one standing person was left in the group.

I thought I had won the battle, but when I removed the barrier and came out to see, Immortal Lanming and Immortal Shahua also came to participate in the competition to recruit relatives.

That person immediately gave up and didn't join the battle, watching from the side to see who would marry Chilian in the end.

Xiao Shuai Shuai stared at him, and pulled Yang Qingqing excitedly: "*罒▽罒*Mother~ You see, the two uncles are so powerful, and they are also handsome, which one do you like, Mother?"

Before Yang Qingqing could answer, he proposed: "Why don't you want both of you, mother!"

Undoubtedly, Yang Qingqing rewarded his son with a chestnut, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you talk nonsense again, mother will lock you into a small black room."

Xiao Shuaishuai immediately covered his mouth, and said falteringly: "Mother, don't dare to be handsome, mother, you can choose yourself."

Yang Qingqing watched the battle between the two in the arena. Outside the barrier, there was nothing wrong. Inside the barrier, there were several large pits on the ground. The veins on her forehead burst out, which still destroyed her territory.

Then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, this is good, firstly, it can increase the decoration cost, and secondly, there is something to say to the party that refuses to win.

Let's fight, it's better to destroy more, so she can sit on the ground and raise the price.

The two fought for an hour, Yang Qingqing was almost tired, and finally stopped, Xiao Yihan was slightly better, but both of them were hurt.

After the barrier was removed, Xiao Yihan walked towards Yang Qingqing full of expectation: "I won, you are mine now!"

Yang Qingqing twirled a strand of hair around her fingertips and played with it, with a wicked smile at the corner of her mouth: "Hehe, I said that it should not be destroyed. Immortal Lanming, look behind you."

Xiao Yihan looked back and saw several big pits, some of which were still emitting black smoke. He frowned slightly and looked at Yang Qingqing: "There will inevitably be damage in the battle!"

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." Yang Qingqing walked towards Hua Luohen, helped him up, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die yet!" Hua Luohen looked at Yang Qingqing with a strange smile, even if Lan Ming won, she would not marry him.

The veins on Xiao Yihan's forehead popped out, and he got intimate with Hua Luohen several times in front of him, completely ignoring him.

His figure appeared in front of Yang Qingqing in a flash, pulled her into his arms, and declared his sovereignty: "If it is destroyed here, I will fix it, but you must marry me!"

"I won't marry you!" Yang Qingqing struggled.

"It's not up to you, you must fulfill your promise!" Xiao Yihan said seriously.

"This is done by Xiao Shuai Shuai. I didn't say anything, I want to marry him!" Yang Qingqing looked at Xiao Shuai Shuai with gloomy eyes.

Xiao Shuai Shuai felt aggrieved: "Mother, don't you also agree? Shuai Shuai is still young and doesn't want to marry a wife."

Xiao Yihan: I suddenly feel that my son's IQ is not very high, and it's fine if he doesn't recognize him as his real father, but he actually encourages his mother to find a stepfather.

Xiao Shuaishuai shrank back from Xiao Yihan's small body, and always felt that this uncle was terrible, even more terrifying than his own father.

I pray in my heart, mother don't marry him, it seems that he will beat children with domestic violence.

Seeing Xiaoshuaishuai's fear, Yang Qingqing pushed Xiao Yihan away vigorously, and stared at him: "Why are you scaring my son?"

"He needs cleaning up!" Xiao Yihan's face turned slightly cold.

Yang Qingqing hugged Xiaoshuaishuai in her arms and glared at him: "This is my son, even if he is wrong, it is my mother who taught him a lesson, and it has nothing to do with you."

(End of this chapter)