A coquettish smile came from within, and a soft coquettish smile came from within.

Zhan Bei's scalp tingled as he listened, and he looked over.

The beauty sat in the young man's arms in red, her veil half-concealed but could not hide her eyes that seemed to seduce.

The young man under her was also dressed in red, and the style was exactly the same as the one she was wearing, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

"Night Baixuan!"

Zhan Beitian looked at the familiar face of the young man, his face was full of nervousness and worry, but only half of it was him.

"Zijie! I asked you to take care of Zijie! ”

The boy listened to her call, opened a pair of empty eyes, and looked at her mechanically.

Syllable! ——

Hua Yanyue slapped him in the face, and the smile in his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Who allowed you to look at her!"

The boy turned his head and bowed his head to apologize to her.

"I'm sorry, sir."

The original flamboyant personality has become like a dead man now, and Zhan Bei leaned and beat the men around him.

"O your son then! You just watched him get beaten like that? ”

At this time, Hua Yanyue glanced at him as if she had just seen Ye Gui Fan, and said hello.

"Yerou is also here to see people?"

She hooked a strand of black hair on the young man's shoulder in her hand, played with it carefully, and said so, but she didn't even raise her head.

Yoro??

Hearing the title of this intimate relationship, Zhan Bei tilted his whole body and looked at Ye Guifan as if he had seen a ghost: "Could it be that you are her old lover??" ”

There is too much age difference between these two, and Hua Yanyue's appearance looks like he can be his daughter.

It is said that it is an old lover, which is very appropriate!

Ye Guifan didn't return to the battle to the north, and walked forward indifferently and greeted her back.

"Flower City Lord, long time no see."

However, for some reason, Hua Yanyue heard his voice, her body stiffened visibly for a moment, squinted a pair of eyes like autumn water, and looked at him with a suspicious look.

At this time, he heard the night return to the fan: "Can the flower city lord let the dog go?" ”

"No."

The red lips under the veil of the flower smoke moon raised a mocking arc, decisive and decisive.

Looking at the relationship between the two, they seem to be friends but not friends, enemies and not enemies, and Zhan Bei's mind is chaotic.

How can there be a kind of infatuated woman who loves and can't hate, and returns at night with a strange sense of déjà vu of a cold and ruthless scumbag who walks away with his pants up?

But then, thinking of the purpose of her coming here, Zhan Beitian wiped out the useless thoughts in her mind, she didn't care what the relationship between the two people was, she only focused on one thing now!

"What did you do with that little guy!"

There was tension in her eyes, and her whole person was like an ammunition that could explode at any moment.

Hearing her voice, Hua Yanyue looked at her with interest.

"You invited him here?"

She chuckled, and suddenly, with a flip of her wide sleeves, several silver threads stabbed at her with a strong air current!

Seeing this, Ye Guifan waved his sleeves and deflected the track from which the silk thread pierced with a strong wind.

Hua Yanyue withdrew, and the silver silk thread was also taken back by her.

She chuckled, as if the scene just now was just an illusion, but she didn't get any favors in her hands, and her mouth began to be vicious.

"Yoro...... Why are you guarding this bed bug? From the very beginning when she entered this city, she was a dying person, and it was just a matter of you abandoning me to marry someone else, and you had to stop me from trampling on her to death even this little worm?! ”

Her eyes were fierce, with monstrous hatred, she got up from Ye Bai Xuan's body, and her spiritual power exploded, stirring up a strong wind with her as the center!

The wind was surprisingly strong, and the boom blew the railing wall around her apart!

The prostitutes around him who were watching the play suddenly crawled out of the brothel in fright, and the bustard, who was the brothel, looked at the place where he lived and cried in distress.

"Mighty! You're going to fight out! You smashed these things, and you let all of us go......"