Tang Zheng gave an order, Tang Lianqing nodded with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Okay, Dad." ”

Like a dancing butterfly, she took the freshly brewed black tea from the coffee table cabinet, and walked to Xiao Chen's side with light steps.

Tilting his head, smiling, his long hair intentionally or unintentionally covered the surroundings of the teacup, 'Bang La', and the sound of tea in the cup was extremely beautiful.

Then, he put down the teapot, personally held the teacup, handed it to Xiao Chen, and said in a gentle and sweet tone: "Brother Achen, be careful of burning." ”

Xiao Chen lowered his eyes, and between his eyebrows, there was a cold frost that could not be dissolved.

If you have to stuff people into him, aren't you afraid that he will let people throw them into the wolf's den?

Good people don't do it, and they are in a hurry to die.

Yun Zhan behind Xiao Chen stepped forward, "Miss Tang, give it to me." ”

When Tang Lianqing poured tea just now, her long hair fell down.

No one knows if she did anything in the tea.

Yun Zhan did this, and he also gave Tang Lianqing a step down.

Behold.

Tang Lianqing was unmoved, "I poured the tea for Brother Ah Chen, so naturally Brother Ah Chen took it personally." ”

She didn't believe it.

With her beauty and temperament, she will not be able to take Xiao Chen.

The black tea is of high color, bursts of fragrance, and lingers.

But when it scurried into Xiao Chen's nose, the nerves burned inexplicably.

The misty fragrance made him upset and irritable.

A string is taut, as if it could be fired at any moment.

The afterglow swept to the cup of black tea that Tang Lianqing was serving in front of him.

The corners of the mouth are as sharp as a knife blade.

The palm that was originally on his lap stood up, lazily supporting his chin, and his tone was careless, "Uncle, you only have one biological daughter." ”

If Tang Lianting was Tang Zheng's biological son, Tang Zheng would abdicate, and it would not be Tang Zhaoling's turn to take over smoothly.

It's a pity that Tang Zheng can't give birth to a son in his life.

has a biological daughter to die, but she doesn't cherish it well, and rushes to push people into the fire pit.

If you have to die and the net is broken, Xiao Chen is not afraid.

Although the LH organization is mysterious and powerful.

But Tangmen is not a vegetarian either.

If he really hits the bar, he will never show mercy.

When Tang Zheng heard this, his face froze, "Xiao Chen, why don't you call me my grandfather, and you are not willing to give this face to your grandfather?" ”

Is this a living threat?

It's still on his turf, in front of the LH boss.

Xiao Chen is really a poisonous snake with teeth and claws.

It can restrain people's necks at any time.

Even taking a breath is a luxury.

"Face is given by others, but face is lost by yourself."

As soon as this remark came out.

Tang Zheng's face instantly turned to the color of pig liver, "You! ”

The person had already stood up and looked at Xiao Chen fiercely.

If it is said that eyes can kill, then Xiao Chen may have turned into a wisp of green smoke.

The surrounding shadows had already followed Tang Zheng's up, ready to move.

The forces of both sides are divided evenly.

At this time, LH's boss He Ming also stood up, trying to be the peacemaker, "Oh, if there is discussion, everyone can be happy, isn't it?" Don't be angry! ”

This terrorist-born boss doesn't know if he is too clever in disguise, or if he has been completely washed away by time.

He himself was pushed by someone to be an audience.

But Xiao Chen has the Tang Sect behind him, and it is impossible to say that he is not afraid at all.

Tang Lianqing glanced at Tang Zheng, and the tea cup in her hand went further towards Xiao Chen.

"Brother Ah Chen, don't be angry with my father, let's live in peace, okay?"

The aroma of black tea is still wafting upward.

Xiao Chen's eyebrows twisted, wanting to knock over the cup of tea.

But the wrist just raised.

There was a dangerous movement in the air.

Syllable!!!

Tang Lianqing was holding a cup of tea, and all of it was spilled on her face.

Her very inelegant screams followed, accompanied by the crackling of tea cups.

"Who?"