Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"it is good."

Mo Zhong nodded confusedly, bit off half of the stick and chewed it, but somehow he couldn't chew it, spat it into the sea, and turned his head to find the cold beauty who was looking sideways.

"Brother and sister are here."

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ! !

The moment the lingering sound fell, Zeng Ran's pupils narrowed slightly, and immediately returned to normal, with a smile that was as unique as before, and looked at Miss Lingshi with an inexplicable meaning in her eyes.

"You can't believe what you say about wine."

Zeng Ran smiled and repeated what Ling Shi had just said, frowning uncontrollably, thinking about Qin Ting's chaos index again.

After a moment, she came to a conclusion.

Why is the relationship between the top and bottom of your Qin State so chaotic!

"..."

As the head of the female officials, the fierce spirit's beautiful face was not disturbed by Zeng Ran's suspicion or Mo Zhong's unintentional words, and there was not even a little superfluous expression on his face.

On the side, the guards were at a loss. Although they were designated as servants of the family master, the elite-like education made these intellectuals have no complaints. But now, those handsome faces are full of embarrassment and embarrassment. The entanglement is just trying to control it, and it doesn't show it through behavior.

The head of the family is knowledgeable and can convince most of the bachelors in the academy. Even though the influence and academic research of the academy are not as good as before, the respect of the guards for the head of the family has never diminished in the slightest. I didn't carry it either.

However, everything is based on the premise that there is no danger.

There was obviously no sign of anger, but why was it difficult to breathe? With His Highness Ce's exclamation, the guard found that the sadness of the low pressure dissipated a little.

"Oh!"

Yan Ce showed a big smile, turned around and saw a woman's face as cold as snow, with a little disappointment on her face, obviously, this time the wine was not as bad as last time, at least she could still recognize the person vaguely .

"Oh……"

The boy's smile is still there, but he has lost one or two points of expectation.

In a few seconds, the feeling of depression that made everyone present doubled, and it was super doubled.

Just now, from the corner of the eye, they secretly paid attention to the young juniors of Miss Lingshi. When they saw this situation, although they looked at Miss Lingshi indifferently, the flashing colors in their eyes didn't seem to mean this.

and.

Her gaze almost always stopped on Gongzi Ce.

The result of their education is that they are all very smart, so smart that they don't have to pretend to be fools at all. Ling Shi's attitude towards Yan Ce is very different from others.

All the teenagers of the Zeng family who admired the beauty of this cold beauty all suffered from myocardial infarction.

Chapter 420 Nine Shrimp and Pig Heart

The teenagers who were hurt by Yan Ce unconsciously, even though their hearts hurt a little, still couldn't hold back their eyes that wanted to secretly pay attention, watching the woman's extremely unfriendly eyes fall on Yan Ce, at this moment, it has not yet sprouted. The heart of the young man who just declared his death hurts even more, no one wants to be a sufferer who loses love before he is in love.

Several young guards lowered their heads silently, suppressing this sincere and short-lived emotion, and then used the strategy of looking at the Patriarch to pledge allegiance to him.

Completely in the state of a drunk child! ! !

The agreed-upon one person disrupts the Northern Territory, conspires to backstab the nations, and has a thought that surpasses the world for a hundred years. What a cool and domineering image of a good son in troubled times!

He was so innocent that he didn't even have any strange appearance.

The most important thing is that not only the Patriarch, but even them must be loyal to His Highness Ce who may be younger than them.

It's like "the legendary boss with a rich second-generation background, wearing a Taobao hot style, sitting in a toy car and carrying away the passing Bai Fumei who just gave birth to the beauty of their dreams. Not only that, they also need to give them a toy The boss of the car works for nothing."

This can no longer be described as blood dripping from the heart, it feels like he is about to vomit blood just by looking at it again.

To be reasonable, young master Ce now looks innocent and ignorant, as if he was just carried out of the basement, both weak and sunny.

The enthusiasm of the teenagers with a big cause in mind was suppressed uncomfortably. Fortunately, the elders let go of their broken love more quickly, but the young depressed expression was almost written on their faces.

They thought they would have a romantic opportunity, after all, Mr. Ce has his own ideas, so he won't eat more than he wants.

In the end, it turned out that His Highness Ce looked at what was in the pot, looked at what was in the basin, and ate what was in the bowl, and the fuck took away all the chopsticks.

However, this guy still showed a little bit of disappointment, he was already such a winner in life, and he still put on such a posture every day while hugging left and right.

Murder is heartbreaking.

The sound effect of the explosion of the glass hearts of several young guards was not played in the form of BGM, otherwise the symphony of fate would have to be blown up.

next moment.

Yan Ce turned around and continued to drink and sing with Mo Zhong, the air was filled with cheerful atmosphere and bad noises again.

No matter how you look at it now, Yan Ce doesn't seem particularly reliable.

Of course, it is also possible that Mo Zhong misled the painting style, and the JOJO style of the iron-blooded tough guy has become a youthful and funny sand sculpture.

"..."

Zeng Ran rubbed his forehead, feeling a wave of dizziness.

Seeing Mo Zhong's drunk appearance, she didn't know whether it was good or bad, she couldn't tell if he was drunk or pretended to be confused with Gongzi Ce, she had never seen Brother Zhong drinking, so she didn't dare to make a judgment immediately.

In case she was not fully drunk, she would pick up the corpse, and Mo Zhong would permanently reduce his favorability when he realized it. Maintaining a blurred boundary was not an easy task. After waiting for so many years, it really took a while.

"Wait a little longer, drink more, or I'll add some medicine to you two" inexplicably appeared in her eyes.