Chapter 1539 (1/2)

Murong Jiancheng is coming.

Now the corridor is full of people. Those dignitaries and celebrities are shocked to see this scene. A black bodyguard presses Dongfang Wanqing on the wall.

Most of the clothes of Dongfang Wanqing have been taken off, revealing a lot of spring. This picture looks very fragrant and gorgeous.

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning,

---God, isn't this aunt Wanqing?

---Aunt Wan Qing was the saint of the last term. She was pure and clean. Why did she get together with a bodyguard here?

---This aunt Wanqing is the same age as the king Murong. It's almost 50 years old this year. Aunt Wanqing has never been married and has no man. She won't secretly raise a young and strong bodyguard as her little lover

For a moment, everyone talked.

Dongfang Wanqing's heart sank. Her reputation has been high over the years. After all, as a saint, she was Murong Jiancheng's appointed wife, but Bei Yue danced with a knife to win love and stole the supreme position of Murong Jiancheng and the queen.

Over the years, she has been unmarried and followed Murong Jiancheng. Everyone respected and admired her.

Now with such a move, the wind direction towards her immediately changed.

Dongfang Wanqing quickly stabilized herself. How many storms has she experienced? Can this little trick bring her down?

Dongfang Wanqing put a smile on her mouth, but it was fleeting. She quickly stretched out her hand to push away her bodyguard, and then covered herself with broken clothes, ”build, save me!”

Murong Jiancheng stood tall and straight in the front, calm and dignified. He looked at Oriental Wanqing, ”Wanqing, what's the matter with you?”

”Ah, aunt Wan Qing, what are you doing with your untidy clothes? The bodyguard doesn't want to insult you? Come on, tie the bodyguard to me!”

Murong Jiancheng looked at Bei Yue dance and Jun Xiqing.

”Yes, mistress.”

The Vatican came forward and quickly took the bodyguard.

”Spare your life, mistress!” The bodyguard quickly begged for mercy, ”Wan Qing, you save me quickly. Didn't you say you love me most? You let me be your bodyguard and give me pocket money every month. You said that as long as I serve you well in bed.”

The voice fell and the whole audience exploded,

---God, aunt Wanqing really has a little lover.

---Aunt Wan Qing pretends to be elegant and holy on the surface, but she is actually an empty old woman!

Listening to these comments, Bei YUEWU looked at Jun Xiqing, ”Qing Qing, you still have a way.”

Jun Xiqing's spiritual eyes were broken and bright. She recalled a deep smile, ”aunt, the good play has just begun.”

Dongfang Wanqing's face was very white. He sat down on the carpet and looked very embarrassed.

She didn't look at anyone, but looked up at Murong Jiancheng, ”Jiancheng, do you believe me?”

Murong Jiancheng was surprised by the fact that Dongfang Wanqing Bao raised a little lover. To tell the truth, in his heart, Dongfang Wanqing was a holy white lotus. She wrongly paid him her deep feelings. In order to wait for him, she wasted the best time of a woman's life.