Quickly cross the scumbag in the live broadcast room to slap in the face

Chapter 177 Red Makeup Warlord (14)

"He Yanluo!"

The next day, when Jieyou was still asleep, a roar frightened the birds on the tree and woke up Jieyou in his sleep.

Jieyou rumpled his messy hair, put on his shirt and red army trousers, and went out.

Ning Moyang stood at the gate of the handsome mansion, looking at Jieyou who came out with a cold face, a little surprise in his eyes.

The two buttons on the top of her shirt were not fastened, revealing her slender and fair neck, her unparalleled glamorous cheeks and a pair of misty sleepy eyes, making people want to ravage and ravage.

"How did you cut your hair?"

Noticing Jieyou's hair, Ning Moyang's eyes were filled with displeasure: "Remember to grow your long hair back."

The commanding tone made Jieyou frowned slightly, and she tilted her head to look at him for a while before realizing that this person was Ning Moyang.

Jieyou raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips parted into a sneer: "What wind brought you here?"

"What's your tone, I told you to grow your long hair, can't you hear me?"

Ning Moyang was very dissatisfied with Jieyou's attitude towards him, and his tone became more and more hostile.

Jieyou was very upset by his tone as if ordering his belongings. She darkened her face and sneered coldly: "Ning Moyang, are you treating yourself too much like an onion?"

Jieyou's sharp eyes fell on Ning Moyang's face, as if looking at garbage, Ning Moyang became more and more annoyed: "I am your husband, your father didn't teach you before his death, did you regard your husband as the sky?"

Before he finished speaking, Jieyou hurried forward and slapped him in the face: "Are you worthy?"

"Ning Moyang, who gave you the courage to come here and yell at me, taking your husband as the sky?"

Ning Moyang did not expect Jieyou to make a move. He made a gesture to draw his gun, but Jieyou kicked him away, and Jieyou quickly kicked him in the chest again.

"Well--"

Ning Moyang snorted and took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

For Jieyou's skill, Ning Moyang was terrified, and didn't understand why her skill improved so fast in just a few days.

Jieyou pulled his lips, his brows were full of contempt for Ning Moyang: "Why, Marshal Ning is reluctant to part with me as a 'dirty wife'?"

"you!"

Ning Moyang pointed to Jieyou's nose, and was about to curse out, but suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, he dodged subconsciously, but was still pulled to his shoulder.

"Bastard, dare to come here?"

Chen Yeyu stood not far away with a whip in his hand, and his eyebrows were tightly knit together.

Seeing that it was Chen Yeyu, Ning Moyang was about to draw his gun, Jieyou pulled out the belt around his waist, quickly flung it out, and flung the gun from Ning Moyang's waist.

Jieyou held the trousers in one hand and the belt in the other, and stared coldly at Ning Moyang: "It seems that Marshal Ning is very confident in himself."

It doesn't matter that he has a lot of hands, in Shencheng, her He family is still covering the sky with one hand.

"He Yanluo, why did you become so rude?"

Ning Moyang gritted his teeth, and suddenly thought of Lihua Daiyu Liu Yiqing who was crying at home, and murderous intent burst out again in his eyes: "It seems that you are toasting and not eating fine wine."

Jieyou watched his battle, and also guessed what he came for.

She smiled softly, with sharp killing intent on her brows: "Go back and tell Liu Yiqing, I know what you two are doing, and in the future, your life will be worse than death."

"He Yanluo, don't be shameless!"

In Ning Moyang's view, what Jieyou did was just to get his attention: "If you want to get my attention, then let me tell you, I hate you now!"

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(End of this chapter)