Suningyan looked at him as if he was about to kill, frightened, and quickly put down the goblet in his hand.

"Little uncle, you... What's wrong with you? You hurry up and let go of Brother Gu. ”

Suningyan pulled out a chair and wanted to walk over to stop him.

But it didn't work.

Zhuo Junyue was in a bad mood, and he didn't agree with a word, so he punched him directly.

Gu Moyang was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and a few seconds later, the two of them were in the restaurant, banging.

The waiter was stunned, and the restaurant manager also ran out, looking at the ornaments in the restaurant, all of which were broken by them.

Feng Youjia looked at the other party's skills, he has always been a master, for fear that the eldest young master would suffer.

Feng Youjia joined the battle, and with Feng Youjia joining, two masters against one, Gu Moyang looked at it and was about to be at a disadvantage.

Su Ningyan saw that Gu Moyang was about to be beaten down by them, she hurriedly ran over and grabbed Zhuo Junyue, "Little uncle, don't fight anymore, Brother Gu, he ......"

Zhuo Junyue is now eager to tear Gu Moyang apart, and Gu Moyang, a person who has experienced countless actual battles, he can't get cheap.

Zhuo Junyue was so angry that he pushed Suningyan away.

Gu Moyang looked at the debris on the ground, for fear that Suningyan would fall down and be stuck on her body.

He pulled Suningyan over at once, but the duel between masters, a distraction, is often the key to victory.

Immediately, Zhuo Junyue's fist also stretched out, and Gu Moyang felt a pain in his back.

Seeing that he actually dared to hug Suningyan, Zhuo Junyue became even more angry, "Looking for death, my woman dares to hug her, let her go quickly." ”

Suningyan looked at Zhuo Junyue's appearance, and was about to blow up with anger, "Zhuo Junyue, can you be reasonable?" ”

How could he beat Gu Moyang? Does he know that without him, maybe she and An An would have died abroad?

It's okay that she doesn't defend Gu Moyang, but as soon as she defends him, Zhuo Junyue's whole person is even worse.

"Suningyan, do you dare to say it? You slept with him last night when you didn't come home, didn't you? ”

Suningyan is also angry, he has such a temper tantrum and beats people when he comes up.

"yes, I slept at his house last night, what's wrong?"

Thinking of last night, Suningyan was shocked.

After all, it's not the rotten peach blossom he provoked? Her fingers almost cut off by his grandmother.

Won't she leave and wait for death at Zhuo's house?

Zhuo Junyue heard her admit that she slept in his house, and he slapped his face in anger, "Suningyan, are you so hungry?" Lao Tzu has only been away from you for two days, and you can't wait to climb into his bed. ”

When Su Ningyan heard him say this about her, she was almost worried to death at home.

In a fit of rage, she picked up the wine glass on the table and spilled it.

At that moment, red wine dripped down his face, staining his white shirt red.

That color, red and white, is really gorgeous enough.

Feng Youjia was stunned, no one had ever dared not to take the eldest young master in his eyes like this.

Those who dare not put the eldest young master in their eyes, even if they don't die, at least leave some parts to feed the crocodiles in the basement.

Zhuo Junyue wiped a handful of red wine on his face, his face was extremely pale, "Suningyan, are you looking for death?" ”

"Zhuo Junyue, let me tell you, if you dare to do it again today, you will kill me first."

"You... You like this little black face so much? Suningyan, I'll give you another chance, hurry up! If you don't roll over, you will bear the consequences! ”

Suning Yan was angry in his heart, and he ruined all the good meals.

For Gu Moyang, she felt even more guilty, she didn't want to see Zhuo Junyue, "Brother Gu, you're okay, let's go to the hospital to have a look." ”

Gu Moyang originally wanted to explain something, but looking at Zhuo Junyue's face, he couldn't help but raise a smile.

That smile, as if he was laughing at his idiot, was simply provocative in Zhuo Junyue's eyes.

His fingers trembled with anger, and he turned his head to look at Feng Youjia, "He... What kind of eyes is he? ”()

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