Gong Jinshu looked at the hands that were knocked off, and then raised his eyes to look at Mu Shangyi, who was half a head taller than him, how could he be there every time, every time he was between himself and Yun Qi.

His eyes were sharp, the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks moved slightly, and his voice sank a little, "Mu Gongzi, I talk to Miss Yunqi, what are you doing, is it too wide." ”

Mu Shang's eyes were a little colder, as if he could freeze the person in front of him, "She is my person, and I naturally have the right to manage my people, as for whether to manage it leniently or not, I have the final say, not you!" ”

After saying the last word, a cold light flashed in his bottomless pupils, and then the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and a smile seemed to be nothing......

Chapter 97 of "Dressed as a Waste Material Painter, Crazy Drop the Vest on the Road to Cultivating Immortals": Heh, substitute! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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