The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Ten people, all of them, in less than five minutes, all fell to the ground and yelled.

I finally knew what Mu Yuan said before he left.

Meng Ying wrapped her arms around her chest and stared at them disgustingly, "I said you didn't go to the gym? Have you also taken classes like Taekwondo and Sanda? Why...this?"

"Sister, we are embroidered with fists and legs. How can it compare to you." Zhang Wei got up and sat against the wall, clutching his chest, panting, "So, you have to teach us."

"That's right. Sister, let's call you somehow, if we are beaten when we go out in the future, we can't hold back our face if we say that we are your little brother."

"That's right. If we can do some real work, if we encounter things that want to trouble you again, we don't need you to do it."

"..."

Meng Ying glanced at them, "I know how to say one by one."

"Sister, you have to teach us."

"Okay. I teach." Meng Ying smiled so beautifully, "Then you have to be beaten."

Everyone shivered as they looked at that smile.

...

At noon, a group of people with blue noses and swollen faces followed the spirited Meng Ying. You look at me and I look at you. There are more injuries than anyone else's face.

Meng Ying said, but not in the face.

If it hits the face, it can only show that it deserves it. People who can't even protect their own face should be beaten.

Except for Zhang Wei and Zhou Yang, everyone else might not be able to recognize them because of their parents.

Originally, Zhang Wei and the group were hungry, and it was no longer appropriate to sway the market, but Meng Ying just wanted to take them to Lanmei's for dinner.

All the elder brothers wanted to become ostriches and hide their heads.

Lan Meili watched the group of lawless dudes who had been lawless in Yucheng fell into Meng Ying's hands and turned into obedient cubs, and couldn't help but praise her.

Meng Ying glanced at him, "Lan is pretty, why don't we discuss it again?"

"Don't. I can't hurt my face."

Lan Chen's face is indeed very pleasing to the eye.

It's like a painting, you have to protect it and hang it up and appreciate it slowly, but it doesn't hurt a little bit, that would ruin the beauty.

Meng Ying didn't like this kind of man who seemed to be weak, not to mention that Lan Chen also had a charming face. If she stood with him, she would not be able to highlight her charming.

Mu Yuansheng is different.

At first glance, he is a man who is full of charm and can make women feel safe.

The most important thing is the hormones exuding from him, which really made her unable to extricate herself.

How else would she have to pester him from the first glance she saw him?

The man's abstinence temperament made her want to ruin it fiercely, eating him into her stomach, and turning him into a king who didn't want to reign early.

"Don't worry. I can't bear to hurt your face either." Meng Ying drank Coke gracefully, glanced at the group of young masters who got together to be a worn-out palette, and became happier.

Sure enough, the strong can conquer people in the fastest time.

After all, people are afraid of being beaten.

Lan Chen waited for her to eat dessert and drink Coke before asking, "Where is your friend? Why didn't she come?"

"Do you miss her?"

"Don't make trouble." Lan Chen said, "I just want to make friends."

"People may not want to make friends with you."

Lan Chen couldn't help asking, "Who is she?"

Meng Ying chuckled, "Who is she, what does it matter to you?"

"I always feel that her eyes are a bit familiar." Lan Chen always thought of Qingcheng's face, and couldn't find any overlap in his memory. But there is also a sense of familiarity, a strange feeling.

"I said I didn't have bad thoughts. As our half-baked relationship, I can still remind you not to provoke her. She may kill you someday." Meng Ying didn't seem to be joking at all. .