Chapter 161: President, Raise Your Face (27)
"Jun Shao is such a perfect person, how can you marry him!"
Lin Jiao calculated the time for Tang Mei's medicine to work in her heart, and strangled her slender and graceful neck with both hands, Lin Jiao's face gradually distorted, "Gong Yan, why don't you die?" If you die, Jun Shao will be free! I won't be pestered by you anymore! β
"Little thing, the deity regrets it."
Tang Mei's eyes contained endless frost, and she raised her foot and kicked on Lin Jiao's lower abdomen, she fell to the ground, and sharp pain spread in her abdomen.
γHonorable ...... Your Excellency,When the male protagonist's favorability value doesn't reach 100 for you,,It's not possible to force her to receive a box lunch! γ
The sun secretly scolded Lin Jiao in his heart, this idiot, just take the drug, if you can't implement your plan well, you have to pluck the feathers on the tiger's head!
Who is Tang Mei? How could someone who was a scourge to the common people and even the Emperor of Heaven take her without a fault, how could she allow others to choke her neck!
Lin Jiao will be crippled if she doesn't die.
It's just that the sun is still trying to alleviate Tang Mei's anger.
"Oh, the deity never felt that death was the greatest punishment."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Tang Mei's lips, the chill in those peach blossom eyes can frostbite people, "Wouldn't it be beautiful to deprive a person of faith and destroy a person's hope, so that her life is better than death?" β
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The sun hugged his weak body and shrunk in the corner, shivering, swollen, his own host turned black as if he had changed into a person, okay...... I'm so scared!
In the next second, Tang Mei raised her hand to lift the hem of her trailing skirt, walked to Lin Jiao in two steps and slowly squatted down, her red lips lightly opened: "How do you think, how will you die?" β
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When Lin Jiao met Tang Mei's demonic peach blossom eyes, at that moment, she seemed to see death.
What kind of eyes are they, they are absolutely beautiful and stunning, but they make people feel that death is close at hand.
Tang Mei admired the fear on Lin Jiao's face, panicked, the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more wanton, she raised her hand and touched her neck, the place where she had just been pinched by Lin Jiao hurt a little.
Look for death by yourself, but don't blame Hades for not reading the book of life and death.
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When Tang Mei walked down from the second floor, the lobby was extremely quiet, and there was not even the sound of music.
She walked down slowly, raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her forehead, her eyesight affected a little by the swelling of her mind.
"The little princess is here, why don't you ask her?"
As soon as the words fell, the attention of the audience was all attracted to Tang Mei for a while.
She frowned slightly, and her gaze swept over the people present one by one, and finally landed on the monarch and Chu Chen at a round table.
How could the two of them sit together?
Tang Mei's eyes crossed a trace of doubt, but the corners of her lips were hooked up with a coquettish smile, looking at the person who had just spoken, standing behind Chu Chen, "Ask me what?" β
The delicate voice sounded softly, with a bit of flattery, natural laziness, like a noble and elegant cat.
From the moment Tang Mei appeared, Junchen's eyes had been on her and never looked away.
I don't know why, after that night, Junchen felt that Tang Mei was attracting him all the time, taking him to a state where he couldn't extricate himself.
She seems to have become different from before, like a phoenix nirvana, reborn from the ashes.
There is no longer him in his eyes, and he lives more confidently and openly.