The Little Husband Who Plays the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...

Chapter 353: Jealous King Sanlang

"Achen, where are you?"

Seeing Han Yichen coming, Hua Qingcheng felt something was wrong.

This Sanlang is the most jealous of all the husbands. He can drown you in a minute.

Hua Heshang had just fought with Erlang. I wonder if he can hold his own against Sanlang?

Hua Qingcheng didn't know what happened to her just now. She actually had an inexplicable familiarity and intimacy with this monk Hua.

The moment Flower Monk kissed her, her mind was truly dazed. By the time she realized what was happening, Flower Monk had already deepened the kiss. Although she struggled at first, she ultimately didn't refuse and even fought back...

It seems she is moved, but it also seems not...

Hua Qingcheng was a little confused. What she missed was Monk Hua, or the familiarity and intimacy he exuded.

However, now was clearly not the time to ponder these questions. Seeing Han Yichen charging at her angrily, Hua Qingcheng quickly re-tied the bandage over her eyes. Then, she stood up shakily from the snow, slowly walking forward with her hands outstretched, occasionally groping in the air.

"Achen, are you here? Where are you?"

Seeing Hua Qingcheng pretending to be blind once again, even the shameless Wu Chen felt a little inferior. But he couldn't bear to expose her... Watching his quirky "good sister" performance like this seemed quite interesting, right?

"Xiao Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?"

Han Yichen, who had just focused all his attention on Wu Chen, was finally brought back to his senses by Hua Qingcheng's call.

"Third brother, Qingcheng has been in the snow for too long and has developed snow blindness. Please help her. Also, that playboy monk just took advantage of Qingcheng's eye injury to molest her."

Situ Ye didn't feel it was shameful to complain to Sanlang, who was younger than him, and told him everything that happened when he first arrived, that is, he saw this Hua Heshang hugging Hua Qingcheng and rolling around in the snow, and even kissing her forcibly.

"Crackle, crackle," Han Yichen moved his wrists, and his handsome face, which was looking at Wu Chen, actually began to smile. It was a smile that was evil and charming, enchanting and alluring, but it was the kind of smile that was caused by anger.

"You're such a dirty thief! You actually dared to set your sights on my young wife! Let's see if I, Young Master Han, will chop you in half today!"

Han Yichen, filled with murderous intent, drew his soft sword from his waist with a "swish" sound. He swung it flexibly and pointed the sword directly at Wuchen's neck.

"My dear sister, how many husbands have you had?"

Wu Chen used his finger strength to remove the sword from his neck, and looked at Hua Qingcheng with great resentment.

This woman who is a woman of three husbands and four maids is indeed not to be messed with. However, his "good sister" has now blindfolded herself and cannot receive his signals.

"Six is ​​too many, four is too few, five is just right!"

Hua Qingcheng was munching on the barbecued pork bun that Situ Ye took out of his arms and handed to her, while paying attention to the conversations of the crowd.

"Good sister?"

Han Yichen laughed out of anger again when he heard this, and his jealousy was completely overturned.

"Thief bald ass, look at the sword!"

Han Yichen raised his sword again and attacked Wu Chen's vital point.

"Are you serious?"

Looking at the relentless handsome man in red, Wu Chen immediately put away his playful expression and started fighting with him seriously.

Although Wuchen wasn't afraid of fighting, his opponent's moves were brutal and deadly. This wasn't a fight like the one he had just had with that big fool, but a fight to the death. If he wasn't careful, he'd be finished!

"Aye, who will win or lose?"

Because Situ Ye was watching her, Hua Qingcheng couldn't take off the blindfold and could only ask him directly.

"Don't worry, Qingcheng. After Uncle Long's instruction, my third brother's swordsmanship has reached a new level. It's no less impressive than the Tian family swordsmanship I just displayed."

Situ Ye gave Hua Qingcheng a meaningful look. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew it takes two to tango. Just now, his young wife and Hua Heshang were rolling around in the snow together. If he had been a little later, perhaps these two, who were so passionate about each other, would have actually gotten married.

"Well, that's good..."

Hua Heshang had just fought with Erlang, and now there came Sanlang who was equally powerful. Hua Qingcheng could only hope that Hua Heshang could withstand more beatings.

Han Yichen's sword pressed forward step by step, and Hua Heshang also countered his moves. For a while, the two fought hard.

"Aye, I'm a little cold, let's go back first!"

Hua Qingcheng rubbed the goose bumps on her arms. It was freezing cold, she was only wearing a thin layer of clothing, and she didn't have any special internal energy to protect her. If she stayed any longer, she would be frozen to death.

It was past noon, but the fight in front was still going on. Hua Qingcheng had taken off her down jacket when she was fighting with Hua Heshang, but with the restoration of the formation, no one knew where the clothes had gone.

"That's fine! Dad and big brother must be waiting anxiously."

Situ Ye glanced at the two people who were fighting, and when he saw that Han Yichen was not at a disadvantage, he withdrew his gaze.

“Ouch~”

Hua Qingcheng, who was walking with her eyes blindfolded, almost tripped over a snow slope. Fortunately, Situ Ye, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, immediately helped her steady herself.

"Qingcheng, you're walking too slowly. How about... I carry you on my back!" Situ Ye squatted down in front of Hua Qingcheng.

"Alright~"

Hua Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips slightly, took off the string of rosewood Buddhist beads from her neck and put it into the space, then she contentedly lay on the broad and solid back of her second husband and took this free "rickshaw".

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