It has been said that time is the greatest magician.

In fact, it is not appropriate to describe time as a magician, it is more appropriate to call it a magician.

When they were young, they lived in the same compound, and their parents were still colleagues and comrades-in-arms, and the relationship between Ma Jue and Meng Da was extremely good, even if it was not too much to wear the same pair of forked crotch pants.

But the years are impermanent, people are not short in their lives, they may be able to meet many people, but most of them can only travel together for a while, and friends who once had nothing to say may be strangers unconsciously.

For example, Marjue and Mengda.

"Ma Jue, you don't give me a platform here, and I forcibly occupy the people's daughters?"

From Meng Da's face, it was not at all clear that he and Ma Jue had been so good, he stepped forward, squinted, and his face was full of anger.

"What kind of place is this? You say I'm coercive and lured? Can you be a little more funny?"

Meng Da was arrogant, and he was going to say something, but considering that Yu Meiren was present, he had to give the beauty a little face after all, so he didn't say it too ugly, pursed his lips, and used more euphemistic words.

“…… What does it matter to you that we call you and me, and why are you talking nonsense to me here?"

After that, he stopped talking to Ma Jue and turned his head to look at the poppy.

"Miss Yu, what are you still sitting for? Come with me. ”

The condescending tone, as if the other party was calling the shots for his goods.

Although the elders admonished Rang Shao to clash with Meng Da outside, it was unbearable, the other party was so bullied in the face, if he let people be taken away, then he would not have to mix in the land of Sichuan and Shu in the future.

Ma Jue's face sank like water, and he was about to speak, but someone opened his mouth first.

"I'm sorry, I just made an agreement with Miss Yu, and she has already sold her first night rights to me, so ......"

Li Futu stretched out his hand, hugged the fragrant shoulder of the poppy who was about to get up, raised his eyes, and looked at Meng Da, who didn't look at the commander's son.

"Meng Shao, right? I'm sorry you're a step late, please hurry up next time. ”

The words landed, and the entire box fell into an eerie silence inside and outside.

Regardless of men and women, whether it is Ma Jue's side, Mengda's side, or the staff of Bashan Night Rain, everyone's eyes are focused in the same direction.

The poppy moved for a moment, felt the temperature from the palms of her shoulders, and her round and straight buttocks sat down on the sofa again.

"Hahahaha......"

A burst of laughter shattered the silence.

Ma Jue laughed heartily as if he had heard some great joy, and Meng Da's gloomy face was in stark contrast to him.

This time, he ignored Marjue.

"Miss Yu, is what he said true?"

He didn't talk to Li Futu, and seemed to feel that the other party was not worthy of communicating with him at all.

Li Futu hugged the fragrant shoulders of Bashan Night Rain Oiran, smiling at the corners of his mouth, drinking indifferently, the scene looked comforting.

The poppy was silent, as if acquiescing.

"Meng Da, do you also say that you are not stalking? Miss Yu has already made clear to Brother Li, and you are still planning to entangle? Hurry up and get out, don't be embarrassed. ”

Although Ma Jue was very surprised that Li Futu really won the poppy beauty so lightly, he naturally did not show his true emotions at this time, suppressed his surprise, and all that appeared on his face was happiness, and his mouth was not polite at all, and his words were like knives and swords, sneering at Meng Da.

Meng Da's face turned blue and white for a while.

Except for the two of them, although the two groups of people were in distinct camps, none of them spoke casually.

Those who can stand here are smart people.

"By the way, before leaving, I paid for this door. ”

Marjue didn't miss any opportunity, pointing to the broken door, and doing his best to ridicule.

"If I were you, I'd be shut now. ”

Meng Da glanced at Ma Jue, his eyes were as sharp as a needle, and then, he finally opened his mouth to Li Futu.

"Boy, do you know what you're doing? It's best to go out with your head these days, and don't be used as a gunman. ”

Ma Jue's face changed.

He called the poppy over purely for good intentions, and he didn't mean anything else at all, but Meng Da was here to sow discord, and it was hard to guarantee that it wouldn't make people think about it.

"Meng Da, you don't spew blood, how big do you really think of yourself? I still need ......"

Meng Da sneered.

"If you don't have a ghost in your heart, what are you in such a hurry to explain?"

"I ......"

Ma Jue was speechless for a while.

"Boy, you should have heard the phrase "a knife on the head of the color word", some women, you are not qualified to touch them, do you understand what I mean?"

Although they have known each other for a short time, Li Futu has his own judgment on Ma Jue and his people, and he should not be to the point of using him as a sword.

But this Oiran is probably different.

The other party was so anxious to sell himself just now, perhaps because of the pressure exerted by this Meng Da.

But there is one point, he still can't figure it out, this Meng Da person is not bad, with good facial features, good figure, strong martial arts, and a strong background, he should be regarded as a good benefactor, but why would this Oiran prefer to 'friendship price' to cheapen himself than fulfill this Meng Da?

Could it be that in this hook column, there is really a woman who 'can break the eyebrows and bend the waist to do the powerful'?

But in any case, putting aside all other factors, this Oiran is here to accompany him, and if he is snatched away like this, it is tantamount to saying that his face is being trampled on.

"Meng Shao, you also said just now, everything is about your affection and my willingness, I don't know what color words are a knife on the head, I only know that the twisted melon is not sweet, although Miss Yu is in this filth, but she did not go with the flow, her conduct is noble, I think we should all respect her own decision, what do you think?"

Li Futu spoke slowly, although he was sitting, he had to raise his head slightly to look at Meng Da, but I don't know if it was because of the reason why he was holding a beautiful woman like a flower, it actually gave people a feeling of being outstanding and graceful.

"Brother Li's words are really in one sentence, who Miss Yu likes and who she chooses, that is her freedom, and we have no right to accuse anything. ”

Ma Jue mended the knife on the side, and cooperated tacitly, as if he had sung a double reed with Li Futu.

"Meng Da, I will give you a word, to be a man, you have to take it and let it go, Miss Yu already has a heart, you are still messing around here, what is the use of being embarrassed?"

Looking at Meng Da's face as if he had eaten, Ma Jue felt like he had drunk a bottle of wine that had been treasured for many years, and he felt enjoyed from the inside out.

Li Futu didn't feel much.

Holding the poppy fragrance on the shoulder, he just felt that the body of this Oiran was really cold.

(End of chapter)