Chapter 119: No Drama

"Cluck, cluck" The sound of Meng Modie's knuckles pinching was loud, and she felt like she was about to explode.

She bent her lips and poured cold water on her at the right time.

"You don't want clothes anymore?"

Meng Modie suddenly became angry, why did she come at that time, she looked down at her soaked clothes, she couldn't go back through it, what a sin!

Isn't it okay to bark, she just barked as a dog.

Meng Modie plucked up her courage and cheered for herself in her heart, making herself look calm on the surface.

The corners of his mouth pulled up a curvature that he thought he was good-looking, and he snorted with a mosquito voice that was so light that it was not good.

"Huh... Brother, brother"

He couldn't help laughing, his martial arts skills were high, and his ears were naturally very good, but he wanted to force her to be anxious.

"What? Why didn't I hear anything??"

Meng Modie thought he was going to give her clothes, her eyes widened, she didn't expect to hear this, she made inches three or four times, Meng Modie naturally didn't have such a good attitude for her, and immediately changed her face and turned into a little wild cat.

"Fuck, sister nun, take off the old lady quickly!"

"Why should Ben Shao listen to you?"

"Door-slamming man, why don't you have the demeanor that a man should have, my mother is about to freeze to death"

Mengmodie really can't do it, so she goes up directly to pick up his clothes.

At this time, a few people walked towards it, muttering quietly.

"You see, this woman is really shameless, and she forcibly takes off other people's clothes"

"Yes, look at this man's handsomeness, hey, it's a pity to be strengthened by this woman"

"Don't say it, this guy is so handsome"

… A few words were all listened to by the two people who practiced martial arts.

Dream Butterfly's face flushed, bastard, that eye saw that she was going to force him.

A drunken man walked towards her, and when he saw the wet Dream Foam Butterfly, his eyes were obscene, and he stared at her greedily, and his obscene gaze stopped at her.

"Beauty, with the master... Hiccup, go, Lord will take you to eat and drink spicy food, I promise that you can enjoy it better than this little white face, Hiccup, okay"

Meng Modie sneered, her eyes bursting with fierce killing intent, and frost rose from her.

When she wanted to take action, she was suddenly picked up by a pair of strong and powerful hands by the people around her.

"I'm really sorry, my little white face is really going to condemn her"

He glanced at the drunkard and shouted disdainfully.

Meng Modie looked up at him, only to see a perfect chin, and when she heard his domineering counterattack, she exclaimed in her heart, handsome!

Attaboy!

"That's right, this girl has a crush on him, and I'm not interested in you at all, a bad old man, what about you, it's better to go back to see the doctor, but don't lose your kidneys"

"Hiccup! Don't give face, don't be ashamed, look for death!"

was about to rush up, and was kicked directly into the lake by a handsome and perfect kick.

"Go in and wake up, and get your brain pumped"

"Haha"

Meng Modie hooked his neck, shook his legs playfully, and left all the unhappiness just now, and he was in a good mood and didn't bother with him anymore.

"Let's go, go home!"

When she heard this, she glanced at it with a smile and hooked the white and tender hand around his neck.

Since this girl doesn't care about him hugging her, what else does he care about her, anyway, he can't drop a few catties of meat while holding her.

- Poison Prison Hall...... "Hey, why did you fall into the lake?"

"Shut up"

"Hmph, care about it, let's talk about it."

"Say one more word, and I'll throw you in again"

"Cut, stingy"

Hearing the sound of flickering near and far, Feng Yue in the house raised her eyebrows, these two people are back?

Mo Yihan heard Meng Modie's voice, and was shocked in his heart, how could this woman's voice appear here.

The figures of the two appeared in the sight of several people in the room, and Mo Yihan's hands clenched unconsciously.

Feng Yue snickered, the two of them had a play.

was watched by several people, and he was about to lose his hand, but Meng Modie saw his intention, and immediately jumped down before he lost his hand.

"Hmph, you want to drop me, no way, fortunately, the old lady is fast"

Feng Yue cherishes the willow eyebrows, her eyes are as clear as water, but they are as deep and sharp as a sword.

She was delicate and found that Meng Modie was completely arrogant in front of her, without the slightest restraint and shyness in front of people she liked.

Lu is also, looking at Meng Modie's eyes, there is no love between men and women.

These two people treat each other as friends and brothers, tsk, these two should be out of play.