26 When had she smiled at him so gently and so amorously?
As soon as Xiaoshan finished speaking, he was suddenly picked up from the ground by Wang Zi and pushed to the ground. The ruthless voice was like a thunderstorm on the ground: "What a drunken madness!" No more gibberish, be careful that I cut your tongue! ”
Wang Zi glanced back at Mo Mo, who was drunk on the side, frowned, and squatted down to help her.
She looked up, squinted, and in a trance, a pair of eyes as deep as the sea were gripping her tightly.
"You...... You ......" she pointed at him, but she couldn't find the focus for a long time, and smiled at him in a daze: "Come on...... Have a drink. ”
When had she ever smiled at him so gently and so amorously?
Wang Zi's heart froze, he took a deep breath, and spit out two words: "Go home." ”
Maybe he sat cross-legged for too long and his legs were a little numb, or maybe he was too strong to drink, Mo Mo shook as soon as he stood up, his feet were soft and weak, and he fell directly into Wang Zi's arms.
Zhenfeng reached out to hold her hand, and it fell into the air, and the night breeze was cool on it. "You let her go!" Zhenfeng clenched his fists.
Wang Zi squinted his eyes and shot a cold light at him, and the warning in his eyes was unclear. He grabbed Momo's waist with one hand, held her arm with the other, and turned around.
Zhenfeng looked at Mo Mo, who had no resistance in his arms, his cheeks were red and his eyes were confused. She was drunk.
He couldn't let him take her away like this.
"I told you to let go, did you hear that!" Zhenfeng's right hand clasped Wang Zi's right shoulder.
"What if I say no?" He said coldly.
"Then don't blame me for being unkind!"
"Oh, I'd like to see it...... What the hell do you have to be unkind to me? Wang Zi's tone was cold, but with a thick sense of ridicule and provocation.
Zhenfeng was afraid that he would accidentally injure Mo Mo, who was delirious, so he didn't dare to make a bold move behind his back, and stepped forward in front of Wang Zi.
The eyes of the two men were like fire, like an active volcano about to erupt.
Zhenfeng grabbed his arm with one hand and pulled Momo with the other.
Just as his fingers were about to touch her, they stopped at two centimeters.
A strong gust of wind brought up Momo's hair and the leaves on his head rattled, and a man like an iron tower sprang out like a shadow out of nowhere, accurately clasped Zhenfeng's wrist, and easily helped Wang Zi get rid of Zhenfeng's clamp on him with the other hand.
Wang Zi squinted at Zhenfeng, the corners of his mouth provoked a smug smile, and walked forward with Mo Mo swaggering.
Zhenfeng and Xiao Wu quickly made a move.
Zhenfeng, who is not bad at fists and feet, gradually has the upper hand in about twenty moves. The opponent has thick eyebrows and big ears, a strong physique, and looks a little clumsy, but his shot is extremely fast and powerful.
Zhenfeng knew in his heart that he was not this person's opponent at all. Looking at his relaxed posture, you can know that he didn't use any three successes.
"Stop him!" Zhenfeng, who was subdued to the ground, shouted at the confused hill.
Xiaoshan was pushed to the ground by Wang Zi and lay there like a cotton flower, and after a while, he took a nap, and was called by Zhenfeng, a spirit, opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, and he didn't understand it for a long time.
However, Zhenzi reacted quickly, staggered up, raised her hand and carried a wine bottle, but before she took two steps, the wine bottle in her hand was hit by something "ding", and exploded on the spot, which frightened her into screaming.
Xiaoshan's wine was half sober, and when he saw this, he rushed up, and with a slight wave of his hand, Xiaoshan rolled to the ground like a ball.
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