In front of the stone table, three men, three expressions.

Jun Yanfeng's eyes were sparkling, as if he was smiling, he was good-looking, but he was really a little lacking in that expression.

Look at her brother Qiao Xuan again, the fairy beauty is silent, except for her face is a little darker, the problem is not too big.

Well, yes, it's her father......

The expression of hatred that iron is not steel, and the eyes that want to strangle Jun Yan, what's going on?

Also, Jun Yan said that he won, what did he win?

Qiao Le was a little weak-hearted......

Qiao Le: "Ahem, I came in time, it doesn't seem to be the right time." You go on, I, I still have something, I'll ...... first"

Raising his legs uncompetitively, Qiao Le wanted to run, but it was too late.

In the next second, she gloriously joined the group chat and became the fourth person in front of the stone table.

And understood, Jun Yan's gambling contract.

Who bets?

Her father gambled with Jun Yan.

Don't ask her why her brother didn't participate, because people are smarter than her father.

No, his father bet on her with Jun Yan.

Bet on her what?

Bet on her to be on the battlefield in a matter of minutes.

Her father said a cup of tea, and Jun Yan said a stick of incense.

Then, her father was defeated.

How do they calculate time? Of course, Qiao Xuan sent someone to inform the agarwood, and then when the agarwood woke up Qiao Le, he began to calculate.

You must know that before Qiao Le came, Qiao Yin was confident.

Because he knew that Qiao Le would come, after all, his baby daughter still had some fancy for Jun Yan.

But when the so-called daughter's family goes out, grooming comes first.

Even if you're in a hurry, you have to dress up and go out decently.

So a cup of tea, it must be him who wins.

After all, Jun Yan's incense, hahahaha? You kid really take yourself seriously, let's have fun......

Then he saw them having fun.

Plus the phrase: "We have something to say!" ”

A stick of incense, no more, no less a stick of incense.

He, Qiao Yin, the prince of Qiao, who dominated the court and turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain, lost.

Lost badly, that old face, it hurts hotly.

Ah......h

Gathering his mind, Qiao Yin took a deep breath, he was not angry, he Qiao Yin was not angry at all.

Although he was unfavorable, he was completely sure and had sufficient evidence to report Jun Yan, a dead boy.

Today, he, Qiao Yin, Qiao Le's dearest father, is going to tear apart Jun Yan's hypocritical mask in front of his precious daughter.

Tell them that the world is sinister and people's hearts are not ancient.

Anyone can ask for it, Jun Yan, a dead boy, you must not ask for it!

glaring at Jun Yan viciously, Qiao Yin was so angry that he smoked.

Qiao Yin: "Heh, Hou Liang, bring the things to this king!" ”

His voice was filled with an unparalleled sense of ceremony, because this was an upright old father who fought bravely against the evil forces.

Go ahead without compromise.

vowed to fight for the rest of his life to defend his daughter's career.

If you don't succeed, you will be ......

It is impossible to fail, absolutely impossible.

Yes, why do you want to bet on when they will come, because this revelation of Jun Yan's crime must involve Qiao Le.

So much so that Qiao Le, who was now forced to sit in the main seat and accept this inexplicable sense of ritual, felt uncomfortable all over.

How can this be done, it's the same as the three-class trial......

Fortunately, he came, he came, and Hou Liang, who was named by Qiao Yin, came.

Hou Liang: "Lord Wang, your things." ”

Qiao Yin: "Hmm. ”

After taking the thing, Qiao Yin raised his hand and slapped it in front of Qiao Le. Indignant:

"Le'er, you must be the master of Daddy and I!"