V2.Chapter 440 (1/2)

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... ”