Murong Xiaoxuan, who was sitting below, was under one person and above 10,000 people in the Yunyan Society, although he was not young, but under the care of his sister Murong Yuxie, he was almost a child who did not grow up.

She was loved by thousands of people, but because the plane was delayed, she couldn't grab the VIP box of the Tangmen Haotian event, which made her a little unhappy, and sitting with those small sects at this time made her even more uncomfortable.

Just now, Murong Xiaoxuan felt a fierce gaze suddenly fall on her body, and what was even more hateful was that gaze actually swept over her face and landed on her chest!

The people of the entire Yunyan Club know that Murong Xiaoxuan is as beautiful as the world, but there is one shortcoming, that is, she is a real flat chest!

It's as flat as an airport, and it's flat enough to cook hot pot!

When she felt that gaze, she turned her head without hesitation and found that the gaze actually came from the Tianzi high-grade box, that is, the box of Maoshan Wumen Yanning!

Before she could get angry, she suddenly remembered a man's voice in the audience: "There is! Murong Xiaoxuan's breasts are not as big as the two of you!"

"Damn!Which king and eight calves insulted my goddess?!"

The voice...... It seems to have come from the Tianzi Upper Rank box, could it be Yan Ning's guy again!"

"I'll go, this kid is too bold, and he provoked Goddess Xiaoxuan, which is against the entire Taoism!"

Tang Yunyin looked at the audience that was almost out of control, and suddenly looked helpless, this Jinyun Treasure Armor was an auction item that he was looking forward to very much, but now before he could say the reserve price, he was blocked in his throat by Yan Ning's words.

Hearing the discussion of the people around him, Murong Xiaoxuan almost gritted his teeth: "Yan Ning, it's Yan Ning's bastard, why does he say this about me!"

"Miss, maybe it's a misunderstanding,......" the Yunyanhui disciples beside him hurriedly persuaded.

"I don't care, I just want him to come up with an explanation, when will I provoke him, even if he wants to take revenge on us, he can't use this way!" Murong Xiaoxuan said, his eyes were so aggrieved that he almost burst into tears.

And the initiator of everything, Yan Ning, stood in the box with a black line on his face.

"Malegobi, are you partnering with me, why is there a microphone next to this window!"

Zhuge Haoyue couldn't help but smile and said: "Ahem, the Tang Sect Master should be worried that there will be no atmosphere in the bidding room, so he deliberately set up a microphone next to the window that can shout, as long as the window is open, speak into the microphone, the voice will sound in the entire auction hall......"

"That'...... Isn't that what everybody heard?"

Yan Ning turned his head and looked down, and sure enough, there was a lot of scolding in the entire auction hall, and Murong Xiaoxuan was even lying on the shoulders of the female disciples beside him and was crying with rain.

"Something is wrong now...... Yan Ning turned around without tears and said to Zhuang Xiaoya and the others: "Look at the two of you, this time I have become the public enemy of the whole people, you are satisfied now!"

Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen had already laughed into tears: "It's none of our business, you can handle it yourself!"

A trace of cold sweat flowed from Yan Ning's forehead, and when he heard that the men below were already preparing to set up a "Denunciation of Yan Ning", he quickly cleared his throat and said into the microphone: "Ahem, what's that...... Xiao Xuan, don't take what I just said seriously...... In fact, your chest is not small at all, any airport is a lie, your chest is Mount Everest!"

Who knew that when Murong Xiaoxuan heard Yan Ning's words, he couldn't help but cry.

"I'll go for it, it's going to backfire!" Yan Ning suddenly became anxious, "Don't cry, don't cry, my breasts are not big, let's half a pound and eight taels, there is nothing to worry about......"

When Murong Xiaoxuan heard this, she was so angry that she almost collapsed, with tears in the corners of her eyes, she stomped her foot and pointed in Yan Ning's direction and scolded: "Yan Ning, shut up for me! I don't allow you to say it again...... I'm going to tell my sister that you're bullying me!"

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, you listen to my explanation......" Yan Ning smiled bitterly.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, no matter how much you say, I won't listen!"

Yan Ning was helpless, it was really too embarrassing for him to reason with a woman, he simply played a hooligan: "Do you want me to be responsible for you, I already have a fiancée......"

"You!" Murong Xiaoxuan suddenly stopped his tears: "Don't talk nonsense, I, Murong Xiaoxuan, will not be with you even if I die!"

"Hey, a lover is finally hurt by a ruthless person! Forget it! Xiao Xuan, you go, don't look back! Just when our memories together are all a dream, wake up from the dream, we scattered, you left, I cried, said that I wanted to be each other's angels, but you left me...... Woooooooo

Mo Yuchen, who was sitting on the massage chair, covered his stomach, and was amused by Yan Ning's words: "Ouch, I can't do it!

"Stinky rascal, you know how to bully little girls!" Zhuang Xiaoya also covered her mouth and smiled.

Yan Ning turned his head and smiled: "If I hadn't been a hooligan back then, you wouldn't have followed me!"

Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly thought of the scene where she and Yan Ning were molested when she met for the first time, and her face suddenly turned red, and she didn't dare to answer Yan Ning's words again.

At this time, all the men in the audience below were stunned by Yan Ning's words.

Wouldn't it? When did this guy Yan Ning get involved with Murong Xiaoxuan again?! And it seems that the relationship is still very complicated!

Everyone looked at Murong Xiaoxuan with meaningful eyes, and even the female disciple beside Murong Xiaoxuan said, "Miss, when are you ...... with that Yan Ning?"

"No! I didn't!" Murong Xiaoxuan glared at the female disciple and cried: "I don't know this Yan Ning at all, and I don't know why he suddenly said that I have small breasts, and I ...... I'm not alive anymore!"

In the stunned eyes of the people around him, Murong Xiaoxuan glared at Yan Ning fiercely and left the scene crying. The female disciples of the Yunyan Society hurriedly followed.

"That's big news......"

"Yan Ning, this guy actually my goddess, hey!"

"It's so fierce, it's worthy of being my idol!"

The audience had mixed evaluations of Yan Ning, but everything stemmed from their admiration for Yan Ning.

Yan Ning was relieved to see Murong Xiaoxuan leave, and sat back on the massage chair without saying a word, hiding his merits and fame.

Zhang Yu said helplessly: "I know how my granddaughter was fascinated by your kid in the first place!"

"Grandpa!" Mo Yuchen suddenly blushed and pulled the corner of Zhang Yu's clothes.

Zhuge Haoyue smiled: "You stinky boy...... Don't be too happy, Murong Yuxi can protect her short, and she is even more attentive to her sister, you bully Murong Xiaoxuan like this, and ruin her reputation, maybe people will kill her in two days. ”

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