Luo Nanyin looked at the acne on the man's face, twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but ask, "What do you think I can like about you?" ”

The man raised his eyebrows very exaggeratedly, his mouth was crooked, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he said, "Of course, this young master is suave and handsome!" ”

Poof——!

Luo Nanyin almost vomited blood, it seems that this person is not only miserable, but also has a bad brain!

She pinched her forehead and turned her head away, not wanting to bother with the man anymore.

However, this person didn't seem to have a little bit of eyes, and he didn't know where to draw a flower and handed it to her, and made an expression that he thought was evil and unparalleled, and discharged at her: "The little lady is interesting to me, and I can't brush the little lady's beauty, this flower is dedicated to the little lady, and the flowers are matched with the beauty." ”

Luo Nanyin looked at the golden chrysanthemum in front of her, the whole person was not good, she moved the stool back quietly.

The man was stunned for a moment and said, "What's the matter, the little lady is allergic to flowers?" ”

Luo Nanyin twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "No, I'm allergic to cow dung." ”

The man was stunned and said, "Cow dung? Where did the cow dung come from? ”

Luo Nanyin was speechless, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said directly: "My young master is about to start the competition." With that, he turned his gaze to the ring.

The man saw that Luo Nanyin didn't plan to take care of him, so he put on a disdainful look and said coldly: "Your young master? Oh, I don't think I can do anything, I want to win the favor of the beauty by the competition, but unfortunately all the little ladies present support the boy in red, and they won't take your young master in their eyes at all. ”

Luo Nanyin frowned and sneered: "Heh, if my young master is not self-sufficient, it is not your turn, you don't care who other little ladies support!." ”

was choked by her, and the man was about to scold his mother with an annoyed face, and the audience suddenly became lively again.

The entire audience cheered one after another.

Luo Nanyin looked at the ring fixedly, and saw a person slowly pacing into the ring lazily, and the bright red robe was like a prairie fire, igniting the atmosphere of the entire hall.

This person has half of a silver mask on his face, although he can't see his face clearly, he can still feel the wanton bravado and arrogance between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and there is an indescribable luxury in his gestures, as if he was born with the momentum of overriding others.

Although he didn't like this kind of pretending appearance, Luo Nanyin had to admit that this person was indeed more dazzling than he imagined.

The atmosphere of the audience was high, and they all stared at the two people in the ring.

A red-clothed man is like fire, arrogant and arrogant. An ink robe is like night, calm and cold. The two of them stood in the ring, and it was really eye-catching.

"What's the matter, this boy in red is much more dazzling than your son! Master, I said earlier, your young master just can't do it! ”

Luo Nanyin glared coldly, his eyes were like knives, and he wanted to smash that person's face and reorganize.

She said contemptuously: "I've seen ugly, but I've never seen you so ugly and stupid." I see that you are not only ugly, you have a problem with your brain, your eyes are clumsy, and you don't weigh how many pounds and taels you weigh, just bark here! My young master is also something you can beak in? ”

Hearing this, the man laughed angrily, and his face, which had already grown sloppy, had now turned into a wild grass.

He twisted his face and gritted his teeth while sneering, "Heh, not convinced? Wait and see who the calls of the audience are for, and then you will know how self-conscious your young master is! ”