Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Delicate and Soft

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Nan Hao did not expect yesterday's event, she turned out to be the "hot" in the village.

In the early morning, there are already five or six people who want to give her a chance to come to the door.

There are villages in their own villages, there are also villages next door, there are bachelors and cowards...

Cheng Dongyu gloomy face and sent a big sister who helped his nephew to do the media.

Dazzie smiled and looked at him, and he still said in his mouth, "If your nephew is remarried, my nephew will treat you as a younger brother, and you can still study with peace of mind..."

Cheng Dongyu's voice is cold and indifferent. "I'm sorry, my nephew won't be remarried."

"Hey, little guy, you are not right, your nephew is still young, good old-time, is it still necessary to keep you at home?"

Ling Zhier is very good from a young age, coupled with a fashionable dress, always wins the spring of the young man in the village, but everyone can't stand her proud and lazy temper, so even if they are tempted, no one will mention it.

During this time, she seems to have become better, wearing a dress that is still so modern, and is incompatible with this small village. The face is like a little fox. Every time I walk around the village, the man's fascination is fascinated.

Yesterday, there were a lot of people who came to the courtyard to join in the fun. After her family went home, they had been stunned. When they were at dinner, they suddenly asked for a glimpse.

I was shocked by my family at the time.

After all, Cheng's eldest son died for a few months. Ling Zhier's remarriage is not the case now, or he must be criticized.

Who knows early in the morning, she heard that a matchmaker is looking for Ling Zhier.

Let's not say whether those men are fascinated like his nephews. What she is sure is that some people are more interested in the Cheng family property held by Ling Zhier.

"My nephew is happy." Cheng Dongyu returned the sentence and closed the door.

He was in a worse mood when he heard the groaning sound coming from outside the door.

These people are really getting too much, and Ling Zhier is a person from Cheng Jia. Why do they want to marry? !

They hit the wall here, will not go to Lingjia to start?

"What? What makes you pack your own things, are you packed?" Nanxun was on the table, his hands were circled in a small place, letting the chickens move inside.

He will be sent to school tomorrow. He has been catching up with the matchmakers today. His eyes are coming out, like a cat with a hairy hair.

Finally, let her calm down.

"I don't have much to clean up." Cheng Dongyu's voice echoed, and the courtyard door was ringed again.

He bit his teeth and got angry and got up to speak.

"Do not--"

It was only when he saw the man at the door, but he stopped at the mouth.

Nanxun was behind him. At this time, he met high and smiled. "Tall brother?"

When I was so high that I drew the dagger, I asked, "Is it convenient to talk about it?"

In the past few days, he has paid attention to the things in the village. He also heard about what happened at her house yesterday. When she went down in the morning, she heard that her family was going to be trampled by the matchmaker...