It wasn't Song Mengman who beat it, but Leng Ao who beat it, and Leng Ao said with a calm face: "This slap was given to you by me for Miss Song, you said that you are a big man, are you ashamed?" Who are you, Miss Song? Can you control how she loves? Look at you, just like a mad dog, you will bite whoever you catch, after this slap, are you sober? ”

"How dare you hit me? How dare you hit me with a mud leg? Fu Jie was furious, he pounced, and was ready to fight Leng Ao. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Going to Nima." Leng Ao is also angry, and he was scolded into mud legs by a mad dog-like guy one after another.

What happened to Lao Tzu's mud legs? Lao Tzu's mud legs are in the way of you? Your ancestors may have been born in the last three generations.

With the anger in his belly, he picked up the folding stool next to him and smashed it violently, high society? Go to Nima's high society!

"Leng arrogant, cold arrogance......" Song Mengman didn't expect that Leng Arrogance, who had always been Si Swenwen in front of him, would have such a violent side, and he would copy the guy and turn others over if he didn't agree with him.

Although she also hates Fu Jie, Fu Jie's identity is not simple, his father is really her father's nemesis Fu Zhongtang, if she is accidentally caught by Fu Zhongtang, maybe it will be infinitely magnified.

Therefore, Song Mengman has always carefully avoided this kind of possible happening, for fear of affecting his father's career.

But I didn't expect that Leng Ao, who pretended to be his male partner today, actually beat Fu Jie, and he did it under his nose.

I didn't have time to think about it, Song Mengman usually hated Fu Jie very much, anyway, he had already fought today, and he couldn't avoid it no matter what he did, so he bit his teeth and pretended to go up to pull the two apart, but secretly kicked Fu Jie several times.

"Ouch, I'll wipe it, you beat Lao Tzu so much......" Fu Jie groaned from time to time. groaned, his head had been beaten by Leng Ao and swollen like a pig's head.

Just beating someone was just relying on his own anger, but after the fight, Leng Ao didn't have the slightest fear, and he beat him.

What happened here had already alarmed everyone in the hall, what was going on?

The others were puzzled and gathered around this side.

Suddenly, the palm of his hand was warm, and he looked down arrogantly, and happened to see a windy jade hand holding his right hand tightly, and the owner of this hand was Song Mengman.

Song Mengman gave Leng Ao an encouraging look, and then held his right hand tightly and pursed his lips without saying a word.

"Did something happen?"

I saw a handsome boy strolling over, with a pair of sword eyebrows with a smile in his eyes, and a missionary-like smile on his handsome face, and every step was just the right distance, as if he had measured.

With the arrival of this man, the eyes of the whole room were focused on him, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being admired, and he greeted everyone with a smile and walked through this so-called high society with ease.

However, Leng Ao only looked at it and looked away, and now whoever comes is estimated to not attract Leng Ao's attention.

Seeing that no one in the venue cared about him, the young man's gaze stayed on Leng Ao for a moment, then he shifted away, looked down at Fu Jie on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "Who is lying on the ground?" What happened? ”

"There is less wind, and it is Fu Shao who is lying on the ground." A young man whispered in the ear of the wind less.

"Pay less?" Feng Shaomeiyu frowned slightly: "But Fu Jie? How old is a man still lying on the ground? Pick him up and tell me what happened. ”

Leng Ao looked up at the person who spoke, but found that it was Feng Jianxin, how could he appear at this kind of party?

Could it be that Feng Jianxin's background should not be underestimated?

Leng Ao took a light step forward, and just wanted to reply, but Song Mengman on the side replied first: "Brother Feng, you came just in time, Fu Jie really ate leopard gall, and he dared to scold me that Song Mengman's boyfriend is a mud leg." ”

"It's Mengman." Feng Jianxin's handsome face smiled lightly: "You said that Fu Jie scolded your boyfriend for being a mud leg, who is the boyfriend you are talking about?" Why don't you bring it out for me to see? ”

"This is my boyfriend's cold arrogance." Song Mengman held Leng Ao's hand tightly and smiled at Feng Shao: "Brother Feng, his name is Leng Ao, Leng Ao, hurry up and say hello to Brother Feng." ”

"Brother Feng is good." The corners of Leng Ao's mouth couldn't help twitching, could it be that he really had a girlfriend boyfriend who was as beautiful as a fairy and as irritable as thunder?

How could such a bloody thing happen to you?

"Cold arrogance?" Feng Jianxin looked at Leng Ao with interest, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a pair of bright eyes flashed with a smile: "We have seen, Brother Leng is good." ”

Leng Ao suddenly felt that the Feng Jianxin in front of him was like a pair of sharp steel knives, as if he could take out all the secrets in his heart.

"Cold arrogance? Leng Ao here? There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and then a young man with a thin face and eyes came out, but Leng Ao sensed a natural closeness from this person's face.

"Old watch, when are you here? You didn't even notify me? This guy hugged Leng Ao in his arms very intimately and laughed loudly: "Since you are here, my cousin will take you to eat and drink spicy food, didn't you just smoke Fu Yanjie?" What's all the fuss? Feng Jianxin, don't you want to give my cousin a horse? ”

Wait, Leng Ao felt that he couldn't turn a corner.

was inexplicably announced by Song Mengman to be his girlfriend in public, and then a guy who claimed to be his cousin popped up, today is not an April Fool's Day.

"Cousin?" Song Mengman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked suspiciously: "Brother Yang, you said that Leng Ao is your cousin?" ”

As far as I know, Leng Ao is just an orphan who entered Pengcheng University, and then the two lived together inexplicably, but I never saw that Leng Ao would have any tall cousins or the like, which kind of relative is this?

"Yang Shao, are you sure you're not joking with me?" Feng Jianxin asked in a deep voice.

Fu Jie is his little brother, and he was smashed by Leng Ao for some reason, no matter how big the origin is, he will not be able to get off the stage with Leng Ao, otherwise others will see that he doesn't care about the life or death of his subordinates, and other people's hearts will definitely be cold.

originally thought that Leng Ao was just a child of a small family, and when the time came, as long as he exerted a little pressure, there would be nothing he couldn't do.

But a Yang Shao came out and said that it was this kid's cousin, which made Feng Jianxin have to be a little afraid.

If you want to say that Yang Shao Yang Xu can be regarded as a third-generation red with strong roots, his grandfather is the founding general, and his father and uncle are all bigwigs in several major military regions, and his weight is not something that he Feng Jianxin can provoke.

Yang Xu's face sank, and he said unhappily: "Feng Jianxin, you'd better figure out the current situation before you speak, Fu Yanjie dares to scold my cousin for his mud legs, this is indirectly scolding me Yang Xu, today is the day when my cousin and I meet, it can be regarded as a beautiful thing, but I was inexplicably messed up by Fu Yanjie, Feng Jianxin, Fu Yanjie is your person, should you give me an explanation?" ”

Feng Jianxin's heart sank, and he took a few deep breaths, although he and Yang Xu have always been petty fights, but there has never been such a situation, after all, everyone is in a circle, but today Fu Yanjie actually scolded Leng Ao is mud legs, this beam is over.

And Yang Xu is killing a chicken to show the monkey, if he can't give a satisfactory answer today, what kind of consequences will it bring?

Feng Jianxin's brain is like a sophisticated instrument that keeps rotating, in just a few seconds, Feng Jianxin decided to abandon the pawn to protect the handsome, between giving up a Fu Yanjie and befriending a cold arrogance, Feng Jianxin naturally understood the latter's energy very clearly.

Fu Jie is just a dispensable flag for himself, but Leng Ao is different.

"Haha, Yang Shao, where is it?" Feng Jianxin's gloomy face quickly returned to normal, and he smiled heartily: "Are mud legs inferior?" Who didn't have mud legs for three generations? Fu Jie's words are not disrespectful, it should end up like this, come and drag Fu Jie out of the cane to beat him for fifty and expel him from the circle. ”