Chapter Eighty-Three: A Valuable Belt

Before Xing Zheng could react to Nie Ange's actions, he successfully "escaped" from his hands.

Glancing at the night thunderbolt with a cold look in his eyes, Xing Zheng lowered his head in shame and stepped aside.

"Can you borrow something that you have with you?"

Nie Ange stood still in front of the Night Thunderbolt and spoke bluntly.

The air suddenly condensed.

Ye Tingxiao got up slowly, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he looked at Nie Ange's tense and serious little face condescendingly, and time passed minute by minute.

Just when Xing Zheng thought that Nie Ange would be dragged out by his own grandfather's orders, something unexpected happened.

The night thunderbolt's eyes were dark, evoking a bit of banter, and he raised his hand to pick up the wine glass, "Drink it." ”

“……”

Nie Ange frowned, still can't he escape and want to drink?

Under the man's forced gaze, she hesitated for a moment......

A woman suddenly appeared in front of her, she didn't speak, but took the hot wine glass instead of Nie Ange and drank it all.

Women are not beautiful, but they are pleasing to the eye.

Looking at the slightly reassuring smile when she looked back, Nie Ange reddened the tips of his ears and smiled to express his gratitude.

"Since someone has helped you drink," Nightbolt put down his glass, his eyes deep, "Say what you want." ”

"Anything close to the body, it's okay."

Nie Ange didn't feel anything wrong.

The seemingly calm little face actually beat the drums, for fear that the night thunderbolt would regret it, and then said, "Belt, belt, is it okay?" ”

"Ahem, the night is less, this woman is a little interesting."

The man sitting on the side jokingly said, and then squeezed the hand of the woman next to him, the woman's expression was a little painful, but she kept holding back.

Nie Ange frowned slightly, this woman had helped her just now, and she looked a little uncomfortable.

"Jiang Shao, treat women more gently."

Ye Thunder said as if unintentionally, his eyes turned to Nie Ange, his expression became more and more gentle, "If you want, take it yourself." ”

Nie Ange was stunned.

Wouldn't it be too quick to agree?

Nie Ange stepped forward grinding, hesitantly squatting between the man's slender legs, his hands that had not shaken when he had killed people in his previous life, and at this moment, he panicked.

The man's figure is undoubtedly outstanding, with broad shoulders and strong muscles, and its streamlined curves can be felt even through a shirt.

My heart was beating faster.

The ordinary leather buckle was like a dead knot of rope in her hand, and no matter how hard she tried, nothing progressed.

Nie Ange was anxious, she raised her head angrily, "I can't solve it!" ”

"I'll help you."

Night Thunderbolt personally held Nie Ange's hand, and the soft touch made him slightly stunned.

He taught her how to do it hand in hand, with a deep and introverted gaze.

The man's unique breath sprayed on Nie Ange's forehead, and for some reason, her breathing became more and more difficult, and the whole room felt suffocated.

With the belt withdrawn, he didn't dare to look at the man at all.

took the toilet and fled without looking back.

Back in the box, everyone looked at the 'priceless' belt and was dumbfounded.

"An An, how did you do it?"

Nie Wushuang flattered and handed the water forward, and Nie Ange drank it without thinking about it.

I don't think it's right to drink it.

The forehead was even more painful.

Cold sweat instantly soaked her clothes, outlining her beautiful figure.

"Nothing special, coming."

Nie Ange shook her head, and when she opened her eyes again, she was stunned......

Name and date of birth?

Why did she see this above Nie Wushuang's head?

It's not just her, it's someone else's.

Nie Ange pursed his dry lips, and a pair of starry eyes narrowed, adding a bit of charm.

"An An, are you okay?"

Nie Wushuang leaned closer and said worriedly.

I was happy that the medicine worked so quickly.