Chapter 215: You Have a Story, I Have Wine (41)
"Qingluo!"
"Humph!" Ignoring her father's stern reprimand, Qingluo twisted her head, and came to Mo Jiuhua with a proud face, glanced at her, and then looked at Mu Feiyan in her arms, with a hint of disdain in her eyes: "Push it!" ā
Scold...... She wants to see what this woman can do to herself with such a weak appearance?!
Mu Feiyan's eyes flashed, and he cautiously raised his head and glanced at Qingluo, and then looked at Mo Jiuhua, his expression looked a little uneasy: "Little Sister Jiu......"
Mo Jiuhua smiled, then lowered her head slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Feifei, I believe that since your martial arts and acting skills, you will definitely be able to teach her a lesson." ā
Hearing this, Mu Feiyan's eyes paused slightly, and the gaze looking at her gradually changed.
For a moment, she put on a simple and soft smile on her face again, and took a step forward to look at Qingluo: "That...... I'm sorry, and I hope Miss Qingluo will forgive me. ā
Cut!
Qingluo's eyes swept over Mo Jiuhua and a few people, and when she skipped Bai Shuyi, her eyes paused slightly, but she happened to see the other party looking at Mo Jiuhua gently, and immediately clenched her fists, and then stared at Mu Feiyan with unkind eyes, "You don't talk nonsense, you have to hurry up!" ā
āā¦ā¦ All right. ā
Mu Feiyan replied in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand.
At this moment, no one spoke, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.
It's not that Mu Feiyan has the strength to do Qingluo, it's just that he is worried about Mu Feiyan.
After all, she looked soft and weak, so she didn't push Qingluo down at that time, but let herself fall again.
However, just when everyone was speculating, they saw ......
As soon as Mu Feiyan's hand touched Qingluo's clothes, Qingluo flew out with a painful face.
- Of course, it didn't fly far, it was just a big stride.
Everyone present was stunned.
Even Qingluo's father, who had been observing carefully, was stunned.
Everyone saw that Mu Feiyan's hand had just touched Qingluo's clothes, but Qingluo was lying on the ground with an exaggerated expression of pain......
Looking at Mu Feiyan again, her hand still maintained the movement of stretching forward, but it froze.
Her cute little face was full of confusion, as if she didn't understand what was going on.
After a while, she came back to her senses, and then turned her head to look at Mo Jiuhua with some unease, grabbed her arm with both hands at a loss, and said in a pitiful tone: "Little Sister Jiu...... What's going on? I haven't ...... yet."
Yes, this girl obviously didn't use any strength, why did this green radish become like this?
This is a doubt in everyone's mind.
However, someone already looked like they had guessed something, looked at the painful Qingluo on the ground with meaningful eyes, and secretly sighed in their hearts, this little girl's method of dealing with people is a bit clumsy.
It was Qingluo's father, who was stunned at first when he saw Qingluo falling, and then hurriedly stepped forward to help people, but saw Qingluo suddenly clutching his arm, and the pain on his face was even worse.
"Qingluo!"
Qing Dad raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mu Feiyan with a cold and gloomy gaze: "What did you do to my daughter?!" ā
"IāI don't...... I don't know what's going on either! ā
As he spoke, two lines of tears flowed down Mu Feiyan's lovely cheeks.
Facing the other party's fierce gaze, the little girl trembled in fear and shrunk into Mo Jiuhua's arms, "Woo...... Little Sister Jiu......"
Next to Mo Jiuhua, Bai Shulai stared at her expressionlessly.