Chapter 397 You Are a Liar

These women have been in the brothel for a long time, and their brains have been robbed!

Everyone saw the extraordinary relationship between Long Muchen and Zhaoyang, and he even explained a ball of yarn.

Long Muchen ran all the way to Izumo City, if he really wanted to take him back to the capital, if he really sincerely apologized and begged for forgiveness, why would he bring Princess Zhaoyang with him.

Was it to embarrass her on purpose? Or do you want her to get used to being around Long Muchen slowly, so that in the future, there will be another woman besides me?

It is so, it must be so.

That's why he provoked himself again and again, first let her fall in love with him hopelessly, and couldn't leave him, then he gained the initiative and could openly marry another woman.

Qian Duoduo felt that she was really an idiot, she almost fell into Long Muchen's ecstasy soup just now, she lost her mind, and she still felt flattered.

Does Long Muchen really regard himself as a woman who can come at her call and go away at her wave?

Qian Duoduo felt that her heart, like sitting on a jumping machine, was suddenly hit by a cloud, fell into an abyss, and fell to pieces.

Looking up at Long Muchen, biting her lips, without saying a word, suddenly her eyes turned red when she counted her nose.

Such aggrieved and sad eyes, full of accusation and unwillingness.

Seeing Long Muchen's heart suddenly tense up, he raised his hand to grab Qian Duoduo's wrist, and desperately explained: "Duoer, it's not like this, listen to me, it's not what you think! "

"Long Muchen, you liar, big liar, I don't want to listen to you, I don't want to listen to a word, you go, I don't want to see you again, I hate you!"

Qian Duoduo shook off Long Muchen's arm, and turned her head away from looking at him.

If she didn't have such a little bit of self-control, she wished she could pounce on Long Muchen, gnashing her teeth, tearing this damned man apart!

But once she does this, it will definitely make people think that she is a woman who cannot afford to lose, and make people laugh.

Long Muchen's wrist was frozen in mid-air, a little at a loss.

He is usually considered calm and composed, and there is almost nothing wrong with him.

But every time he faced Qian Duoduo, he would be in a state of confusion, especially when the little girl said the words 'hate him' just now.

Like three sharp swords stained with poison, they pierced his chest viciously, permeating the blood of his whole body, and the pain was so painful.

For a moment, Long Muchen was a little speechless, and he didn't know where to start.

"Miss Qian, you really misunderstood the master."

Han Tie couldn't stand it, his master wholeheartedly for her, yet he was so disgusted.

With a 'swipe—' glance, a fierce look, Qian Duoduo stared at Han Tie sharply, as if with a blade, and what was even more terrifying was that appearance, as if she was about to cry.

Han Tie rubbed his nose, but decided not to say anything.

When the little ancestor cries, the master won't die of pain?

Qian Duoduo looked at the people in Piaoxiang Pavilion, and looked at her with sympathy, puzzlement, envy, and even disdain.

Is it to ridicule that she was born in a blessing and didn't know how to be blessed, but she knows how to be hypocritical?

Qian Duoduo wiped her tears indiscriminately, she didn't want to be treated like a clown here.

It's better to go out and find an uninhabited place, get in and lick the wound by yourself.

Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo's eyes dimmed, and he turned and walked towards the door.