After Yan Mei'er reacted, she suddenly realized that she had just been frightened by the eyes of this damn woman, Yi Xia Zhi, and then, her face was extremely hideous.

Yi Xia Zhi, a damn woman, really thought that with her paralyzed face like that, she would be afraid of her, right? It's ridiculous!

She is a dignified daughter of the Yanjia Group, Yan Mei'er, how could she be afraid of this kind of dead girl who doesn't know where to jump out.

Did she think she was really afraid of her?

It's ridiculous!

"Ilxia solstice." Squinting her eyes slightly, Yan Mei'er's voice was extremely cold and with obvious warnings: "If you are smart enough, I advise you to let go of my hand quickly, otherwise, heh, I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save you from the tragic situation you are waiting for."

At this moment, her hand was still tightly clasped by Yi Xia Zhi's hand, Yi Xia Zhi's strength was so great that she couldn't pull it out at all, and her face was as unpredictable as a multicolored plate, very ugly.

After listening, Yi Xia Zhi still didn't let go, and he still tightened tightly.

The embarrassment swept over her face, and Yan Mei'er's other hand swung at her other cheek at lightning speed.

Yi Xia Zhi's hand was still grabbed impartially.

Seeing that both hands were tightly clasped in the palms of Yi Xia Zhi, the kind of shame that could not be broken away made Yan Mei'er almost explode on the spot.

"Yi Xia Zhi, you are dead!" Glaring coldly at the woman who was still not blushing and her heart was not beating, Yan Mei'er gritted her teeth.

"Sisters, give it to me, give it to me."

As soon as the roaring voice came out, several women standing behind her immediately rushed forward without fear of death.

"Yi Xia Zhi, let go of the eldest sister!"

Seeing the woman who suddenly rushed up, Xiao Xiaoma immediately gathered in front of Yi Xia Zhi, with a posture of vowing to protect her.

Facing a few pairs of warning eyes, Yi Xia Zhi coldly let go of her hand.

After her hands were freed, Yan Mei'er mistakenly thought that she was scared, which evoked a smug smile.

"Yi Xia Zhi, count you as acquaintances!"

Yi Xia Zhi's cold gaze stared at her tightly.

Yan Mei'er continued: "Yi Xia Zhi, this piano club, you are not welcome, if you know each other, get out of me immediately!"

Thinking of what prospect An Yan did to the woman, of course Yan Mei'er would not be stupid enough to attack this dead girl in broad daylight, she originally sneered at her and asked her to retreat, but she didn't expect this dead girl's mouth to be very powerful, and it was easy to provoke her anger, so that she couldn't wait to go up and slap her twice.

"A lowly woman like you, you are also fit to touch... Piano. ”

Leisurely felt a cold breath behind her, Yan Mei'er's voice gradually weakened, behind her, a man's figure, standing in the crowd, but his overly eye-catching face shape like God's preference for carving, but everyone instantly automatically gave up a distance.

It's just a simple t shit plus a pair of jeans, such a simple costume, but it makes him wear a strong sense of nobility, and the cold air emanating from him makes everyone present dare not squeak out.

This is a very cold, but with a weird aura, but at the same time, he is damn handsome and can't help screaming.

It's him, Jing Anyan.