My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 773 2.209 Harvest

Zheng Liu suddenly raised his hand, pushed the scabbard in front of Hui Ling, blocked her punch, looked at her coldly, and whispered, "No comparison."

"Zheng Liu, we are not afraid of them." Wu Xiaoen passed a trace of dissatisfaction over his chubby face, "let alone you, we are afraid of a ball!"

"I don't want to compare." Zheng Liu reached out and retracted the scabbard and turned away.

Hui Ling hurriedly stopped him, and Liu Mei sulked angrily, "Zheng Liu, what do you mean? Look down on our Feipeng Operation Team?"

"Hey, I just look down on you!" Wu Xiaoen said, Hui Ling raised her hand and wanted to pat his bitch.

Zheng Liu glanced at Wu Xiaoen coldly, shrinking his neck and returning to the line.

"Girl Hui, there are other things to do during our trip." Zheng Liu's eyes fell on Hui Ling's face brightly, and he looked at the latter with a slight red face, and avoided his eyes with guilty conscience.

"Yo yo yo yo huiling, blushing, hehehehehehahaha!" Wu Xiaoen, who had a rude mouth, reverted to his original state, and laughed, "Would you be right to our six sons? Unrealistic ideas! "

"If you don't marry at such an old age, you won't just wait for our Sixth Son to grow up hahahaha! This is so funny! You are five years older than Sixth Son! You are an old girl. Zhengmao ’s six sons do n’t forget! They do n’t go home and look in the mirror! ”

"Go to death, Wu Xiaoen, you bitch! See if I can't kill you." Hui Ling threw a cold knife at Wu Xiaoen's mouth.

Zheng Liu shot abruptly, grabbing Wu Xiaoen, who laughed more than once, and patted him in the back of his head, "less nonsense."

The deputy director saw that the two teams were going to fight, and hurriedly led someone to stop, "Dear everyone, please calm down, all calm down!"

"You are the steward here, we are going to the city!" Hui Ling took her knife and shouted angrily at the deputy steward.

"Ah? Guys, guys, sorry! Beilan City is under martial law, and the gate is only open once a day. If you want to enter the city, you have to wait for tomorrow."

"Trouble is dead." Hui Ling held the knife and shook her head away. "Second brother, I want a separate tent."

"Cut." Wu Xiaoen pouted, "There are many ugly people."

Hui Fan glanced coldly at Wu Xiaoen, who immediately touched his chin with one hand, and sneaked behind Zheng Liu.

Hui Fan casually salutes Zheng Liuman with his fists.

Zheng Liu also gave a ritual, looking at the people of Operation Feipeng's team lightly.

"Zheng Liu, we have to continue the mission after we enter the city to replenish." Wu Xiaoen muttered, "Who can think of you as the sixth son of Zheng Zheng, you have to go out to do the mission yourself and earn living expenses."

"You get something. You should." Zheng Liu received the sword behind him, turned to the deputy, and asked about the accommodation.

Inside the yellow pole farm in Beilan City.

Hong Yaowei was dragged and dragged by the master of the city, and when he was brought to the field, he saw the two princes and concubines, standing in a yellow pole full of yellow grains, smiling at each other.

Hong Yaowei could not care to see how handsome men and women look at him at this moment. He opened his mouth wide, with a stupid expression, and stared blankly at the suddenly mature yellow pole. He could barely reach out and rubbed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)