Before the person approached, Si Nanting's cold eyes swept over, so frightened that Chu Ruotong froze in place and didn't dare to move.

He walked to Chu Yixing's side with long legs, hugged her intimately into his arms, and bit her lip vigorously in front of everyone, as if swearing sovereignty, his tone was full of murder.

"My women dare to flirt, I'm afraid I don't want to play with women in the next life, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Haoran and Lin Yuxi turned pale with fright, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't have imagined that Chu Yixing, who had such a personality, would be Si Nanting's woman.

Si Nanting looked at the assistant with a look.

The next second.

Xizhou stepped forward, took out the dagger he was carrying, stepped on the crystal table, and sneered: "Say, do you choose to cut your tongue or sew your mouth." ”

While speaking, he did not forget to cut the apple with a dagger to test the sharpness of the knife.

Qin Haoran and Lin Yuxi were so frightened that their eyes darkened, and they fainted directly.

Then.

Xizhou's eyes fell coldly on Song Fei'er's face, and before she could speak, Song Fei'er pounced on him like a hungry wolf, wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, and said with a nymphomaniac: "Wow, you are so handsome and heroic, I love you to death." ”

After saying that, she didn't forget to pout and kiss Xizhou's face.

Xizhou ripped her off her with one hand and threw her back on the sofa, with a murderous aura in his eyes.

The more Song Fei'er looked at Xizhou, the more she liked it, and she simply loved the coldness in him.

The good party was ruined, Song Mingyu stood up and said unhappily: "Chuyan, I called you over to make everyone happy and see what you have done." ”

was so accused by the boy he liked, Si Chuyan felt very uncomfortable.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Chu Ruotong straightened his chest, deliberately pretended to be a good person, and said with a sweet smile: "Everyone is friends, let's not continue to hurt the harmony, it's rare that we can meet Brother Nan Ting, why don't we have a happy horse race together?" ”

"Remove Brother Nanting, you don't deserve to be called that."

Si Nanting's face had a very indifferent expression, and he didn't show any affection at all.

Chu Ruotong smiled awkwardly and diverted the topic: "How about not letting Chu Yan and Fei'er have a match, whoever loses apologizes to the other party, and from now on what happened just now can be considered a write-off, okay?" ”

Song Fei'er raised her chin and said angrily: "Hmph, I'm the little princess of the Haicheng Jockey Club, and there is no woman who can compare to me for the time being, if she is not afraid of death, I have no opinion." ”

Listening to her arrogant tone, Si Chuyan's face was embarrassed.

She has been strictly controlled by Kan Subing since she was a child, this kind of dangerous sport that only boys do, where is she willing to be touched.

It's clear that you're losing before you even start.

At this time, Chu Yixing stood up and said with a smile: "Why don't you let me fight instead of Chu Yan?" ”

"No, you can't."

"Yes."

The former sentence is from Si Nanting, and the latter sentence is from Chu Ruotong.

Chu Ruotong was waiting for this sentence, she knew that Chu Yixing's hand had not fully recovered, and riding a horse required the strength of her hands, even if Chu Yixing walked and won Song Fei'er, her hand would be half disabled.

Si Nanting is also worried, and he must be trying his best to oppose it.

Song Fei'er brushed her hair, hooked her lips and sneered provocatively: "Why, your Si family can't afford to lose so much?" ”

Chu Ruotong smiled softly, pretending to be a good man: "No, in fact, my sister's hand is ......"

"I accept!" Chu Yixing replied loudly on the ground, and smiled at Chu Ruotong: "If I win, how about the two of you kneeling on the ground and screaming to apologize to Chuyan?" ”