Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 292 Are You Worthy? !

Probably frightened by the hideous wound, Nangong Chenxi watched An Qianyin run away in front of her without looking back, without the slightest hesitation.

He burst out laughing suddenly, mocking himself for having a slight fantasy, and actually began to look forward to some condolences when the little girl asked him "Is it hurting?"

It's like falling and being injured by my mother when I was a child.

She will come over, blow gently, and ask worriedly if it hurts.

I will care about my injuries and everything about myself.

But there will never be such a person who cares and loves himself so much.

Maybe it's because I've been here for too long, and I'm out of my mind, that I can come up with such an idea, and it's still about a little girl.

It's ridiculous.

He must have thought highly of himself.

To think of himself as the real young master Nangong here?Desire for others to treat you as you treat them.

It's really a daydream, it seems that I haven't even seen enough of other people's eyes.

He stood up straight and walked back into the mountain.

A departure from the lively castle.

He clearly knew that there was no room for him here.

"Yo……"

A sneer came from behind, and a stone hit his forehead accurately.

Nangong Chenxi paused after being hit, and then walked forward without saying a word.

It seems to be used to this mode, no earning and no noise.

Seeing him like this, several people burst into laughter without presumptuousness.

"Look, look, you are a coward... If others know that you live like you, they will laugh their teeth out."

Nangong Bo took a step forward and threw another small stone, which hit the back of his head. Seeing that he still didn't respond, he immediately became angry, "Stop!"

Nangong Chenxi still walked forward numbly, like a lifeless dead person, which immediately made these boring people rush to the top.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?!"

Nangong Bo rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar, furious, and shouted: "You can't hear what I'm saying, you're deaf, aren't you?"

With a rude flick, he threw Nangong Chenxi to the ground, pressed his foot on his face, and jokingly said, "That's all you have..."

Before he finished speaking, another person stood up behind him and pushed Nangong Bo, "Don't get hurt on your face, you really want your father to know what you're doing behind your back."

Nangong Bo glanced at Jiang Shun, smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, raised his eyebrows, and patted his shoulder, "You're right."

After speaking, he withdrew his feet, kicked his dirty clothes a few times and then retracted them.

Putting his left hand into his pocket, he stood lazily, with lowered eyes, squinting at Nangong Chenxi who was lying on the ground.

He took the cigarette from Jiang Shun with his right hand, lit it up, and white smoke rose in front of his eyes, and when the cigarette butt was partially burned, he flicked the ashes on the face of the person on the ground.

Nangong Bo squatted down, watched his dark eyes staring at her turn away, and pinched his face.

Scolded a "fuck".

"Don't you think I'll let you go like this, you illegitimate child, are you worthy... Are you worthy of taking the name of the young master of the Nangong family?!"

As if he really couldn't bear his appearance, he threw the unfinished cigarette at him and waved his hand.

Several teenagers who were watching the play behind them all stepped forward.

Nangong Chenxi's face was firmly pressed to the ground, and her body curled up in pain.

He passed through the gap between people's feet.

Look past.

I saw it, someone else's figure flashed past the window on the second floor.

It was the figure of Nangong Yao.

(End of this chapter)