Chapter 187: You Messed Up My Hairstyle
Ling Xiyun tilted her head sharply when she heard this, looking at him with wide eyes in disbelief, and after a few seconds, her eyes returned to their original flatness. Ling Xiyun pursed her mouth and snorted coldly, "Are you so good?" "If he really has such good words, her Ling Xiyun's name will be written upside down!
Sure enough, as Ling Xiyun expected, Narong Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It is worthy of being the person of this king, of course this king will not give it to you so easily." ”
Just know! Ling Xiyun gave him a big look of contempt, rolled his eyes, and then shouted, "Who is your person!" ”
"You." Narong Jingxuan's dark eyes were like the brightest morning star in the dark, looking at Ling Xiyun's annoyed appearance, he was not afraid of being angry and talking leisurely.
"You!" Ling Xiyun suddenly became angry, this dead pervert is too hateful! It's too bad!
"This king depends on the extent of your martial arts, and what the Ling family has taught you." Narong Jingxuan said lightly, but the words he just said were like a sharp knife slamming into Ling Xiyun's heart! The little image she had just erected for him in her heart shattered instantly......
It turned out that she had jumped into his pit a long time ago, but she didn't know it! He's going to test his martial arts......
"Turns out, that's what you're for." The corners of Ling Xiyun's mouth unconsciously pulled out a trace of mockery, and then immediately explained, "My martial arts have nothing to do with the Ling family. ”
"This king doesn't care about this!" Narong Jingxuan's eyes narrowed, "Do you want the Extreme Frozen Snow Lotus very much?" If you really want it, then do it! Of course, if you don't want it, this king won't force you. With that, he shifted his gaze to Ling Xiyun's seductive mouth, and then quickly kissed her before she could react.
"Hmm......" Ling Xiyun frowned, and just raised her fist and was about to punch over, but Narong Jingxuan suddenly raised her head and dodged back, so her punch was also empty.
Sure enough, it's a kiss! The girls in the audience instantly blushed when they looked at this scene, and they were so jealous that they even wanted to die!
Narong Yeyu's eyes became a little dim, and there was something unpleasant in his heart.
Narong Jingxuan licked his lips, her taste immediately filled the entire taste buds, and the way he licked his lips was indescribably evil.
Ling Xiyun wiped her mouth with her hand in disgust, and glared at Narong Jingxuan angrily.
Nima is dead and Rong Jingxuan! Dare to kiss her secretly!
"Behave well." Narong Jingxuan hooked his lips and smiled, and reached out to touch her head, which was like an encouragement to her lover.
"Get away with your trotters!" Ling Xiyun slapped his hand down with one palm, then slowly straightened his hair, and said coldly, "You messed up my hairstyle!" ”
Yes! She actually spoke to the Lord in such a tone! Doesn't she want to live?!
However, to the public's surprise, Narong Jingxuan was not angry, but smiled at the corner of his mouth. The silver mask was dazzling, but his smile was as dazzling as ever!
The crowd was stunned, what a situation! The champion is not angry! Still smiling, smiling so brightly! So the country and the city!
After Narong Jingxuan took one last look at Ling Xiyun, he turned around and jumped, a red figure jumped up in the air, and the red robe flew in the wind, enchanting and beautiful!
It's just a blink of an eye, Narong Jingxuan has already stood in front of his seat, he turned around elegantly, shook off his red robe, and then sat back and leaned lazily on the stool, with one foot on the other, his left hand supporting his head lazily, half-squinting his eyes, that kind of evil in the eyes of everyone is really endless!
Then, two women dressed in light clothes came to the stage with things, one woman put a cup of tea next to him, and the other woman put a plate of fruit away, and the two of them respectfully shouted to Narong Jingxuan, "Lord." After saluting again, they all retreated.