V2.Chapter 440

However, after more than one year's life, she had forgotten the pain she had suffered in the past. Now she suddenly saw the silver needle on the street, and gradually remembered the picture of how to train in the past.

The flower on the street has not done anything, she has already thought of the pain like a thousand arrows through the heart.

However, this matter thought to have been a stranger to flowers identified, she does not need to hide.

Thinking of this, Liu Qianqian regained his composure and said in a cold voice, "what if it's me? What can you do?"

At this point, she was full of pride.

She is the prime minister's daughter. The flower on the street is just a bedbug who kills her mother. Even if she becomes a princess, she can't turn over completely. She is different from her.

Just, one second she is still proud, the next second the whole person with a very awkward posture, lying on the ground, white delicate cheek tightly on the ground.

And a foot of the flower on the stranger, then step on her back mercilessly.

The strength is so great that she can't make any strength at all. She can only crawl on the street and spend her feet like a waste.

She was filled with humiliation.

"Can't stand it?"

However, the flower on the street seemed to see through her thoughts in her heart. She said, "don't worry, I remember the pain on my cheek when your knife passed by that day, as well as my mother's account. I can't kill you now, but I'll finish you myself in the future

Liu Qianqian's heart more and more humiliated, struggling to shout: "bitch, you dare! Dare you

The flowers on the street added some strength, seeing that Liu Qianqian's breathing was not smooth, then he opened his mouth slowly: "of course I dare not, so ah, you can only suffer some crimes now."

Liu Qianqian felt as if he had pressed a huge stone on his chest. He was suffering from pain and dyspnea. He was very difficult to pronounce, "you, you, I will not Let go of your I... "

Seeing her breathing more and more thin, she lifted her feet and let her go.

Don't forget to take out a piece of cloth, wipe the sole of his shoe, as if contaminated with something filthy.

Liu Qianqian awkwardly got up from the ground, covered his chest and gasped heavily.

"This is just the beginning."

The flower on the stranger saw her so embarrassed, the mockery color of the corner of the lips was deeper, dropped a word, turned to leave.

Such a waste of time should not be wasted with her.

Liu Qianqian looked at the wild appearance of the flowers on the street, and the humiliation and resentment in his heart became more and more intense, almost to be turned into substance, swallowing peanuts on the street and stripping them alive.

She suddenly screamed, turned to sweep all the fruits and fruits on the table and smashed the memorial tablet on the high place.

The flower on the street looked at the devastation, and before he could be surprised, Liu Qianqian rushed to her. He changed his face and grasped her in horror.

"Sister! You can't stand me beating me and scolding me, but how can you do such a wicked thing

Just saying that, a group of servant girls outside burst in when they heard the news. Seeing such a scene, they all looked pale with fear, and all of them were fixed on the spot.

The color of flowers on the street suddenly condenses down, and suddenly understands the intention of Liu Qianqian.

However, the ancients most valued filial piety, how could she think that Liu Qianqian could do such a thing.

Liu Qianqian cried the pear blossom with rain, did not forget to tell the scared silly charm jade, "this matter, I can't be partial to my sister, charm jade, you go to ask dad to come."