Chapter 17 Hug
As soon as Huan Beiming's words fell to the ground, Huan Qingyan immediately covered her head, "Father, Xiaoyan's head hurts so much, it hurts me to death, ahhh..."
As he said that, his body seemed to be so painful that he couldn't even stand upright, and he rolled to the ground and rolled a long way.
The body is round and round, and it is deliberately rolling, rolling wherever you want...
This time, she rolled under the table of a distinguished guest in the southeast corner, at the feet of the hat-brother who just rejected her and couldn't live and work with her in peace and contentment.
"Ahhhhh, I feel dizzy, it hurts..."
She wanted to get into the table, get out of the sight of the emperor and the ninth prince... let's just mess with this matter.
As a result, Brother Brimming Hat failed to fulfill her wish.
He actually kicked her secretly, trying to kick her back to the center of the arena!
Huan Qingyan glared angrily at this wolf-hearted dog, at least he was an acquaintance, let alone acquaintances, come to our Huanfu to eat our Huanfu's tofu, you have to give face anyway!
It's fine if you don't save her, but kick her...
It's really disgusting!
Huan Qingyan decided to have sex with him today, want to kick her?
let you kick!
Anyway, she had already fought her way out, Huan Qingyan hugged his kicked foot, and continued howling, "Oh, daddy, mommy, Xiaoyan's head hurts so much, is she going to die..."
Muttering words in his mouth, he clings to this foot tightly.
This foot is also secretly exerting strength, trying to break free from Huan Qingyan's hand.
Huan Qingyan just didn't let go, Jimo Ya's feet felt something soft and round, his whole body froze, and he couldn't break free for a while.
Huan Qingyan didn't feel complacent for a few minutes, and felt that Brother Yanmao didn't hold back, and kicked her out directly.
She refused to let go, but Huan Qingyan snatched a boot and rolled it a few times...
And Jimo Ya obviously didn't expect Huan Qingyan to be so ferocious, a daughter's family would do such indiscriminate things in front of a large audience, she almost turned back, her spiritual energy surged, and she stabilized herself, only white socks were left on her feet.
The expression... a twitch!
Mrs. Huan couldn't care anymore, and hurried over, trying to help Huan Qingyan up from the ground, Huan Qingyan rolled all over the ground, still hugging the boot, screaming that her head hurts, her body hurts, everything hurts...
"Her father, Xiaoyan seems to be suffering from a serious illness. What if something goes wrong..."
"I implore His Majesty the Emperor, forgive Xiaoyan this time, this illness has flared up so badly, what punishment is there for me, a father, to take it for Xiaoyan!" Huan Beiming took the opportunity to kneel down and said in panic.
His Majesty the Emperor and the Ninth Prince looked at each other. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the girl was rolling around on the ground regardless of her image. She really didn't want to get engaged. What could they do?
Ordinary people will be killed, and the whole family will be killed.
However, Huan Beiming is a rare food master in a hundred years, a master-level food master, who can cook more than 500 spiritual delicacies every day, no problem. A single food master of Guanghuan Beiming can be worth hundreds of high-level food masters. With Huan Beiming in the Chuiyun Empire, his strength has increased by one and a half points.
The scene became like this, the emperor had no choice but to say, "Xiaoyan fell so hard, you didn't report it to me, I sent an imperial doctor to take a good look at it, it is fundamental to take good care of your body first, quickly take Xiaoyan down for a good treatment..."