Yang Shu Mei Ying

At this moment there was a bustling noise in the hallway, Xiao Er smiled sternly, and took five or six people to the second floor. The group of people were all dressed in bright clothes, and their toes were high. Children.

The headed man wore a bright white robe, wearing gold and jade from head to toe. He looked around and walked straight towards Jun Shuying.

"My dear, I like it here." The man opened and closed the folding fan of the bag and knocked on the table in front of Jun Shuying.

Xiao Er came to the ground with a smile on his face and nodded and bowed to Jun Shuying: "Guest, look at this ... It's better if you change the table for the younger one!"

Jun Shuying raised his eyes and gave a few glances at the people in front of him, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and got up to leave. Xiao Er was so grateful to the back that walked away.

"Slow!" The man in white made a noise at this moment, and Jun Shu paused for a moment, without stopping, and went straight forward.

"Little Master told you to be slow and you didn't hear it!" The popularity rushed to Jun Shuying in desperation and reached out to intercept.

Jun Shuying stopped and faintly said, "I don't know what the boy saw."

The man instantly changed his face with a Sven expression, opened the folding fan with a smile, and smiled proudly: "I have never seen someone like you who knows you well. Today I am in a good mood, please take a seat!"

Jun Shuying glanced at the man lightly, holding a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I'm not in a good mood."

"Say what I want to ask you to deserve you, don't toast or toss!" The man shouted angrily. The other guests in the hall saw that they were in a bad mood and slipped away early. The other two were anxious, scratching their heads and urging them in vain.

I've been watching a few other lively crickets! Gongzi and brother are also approaching, Jun Shuying glanced at him, sneer: "I did not want to embarrass you. Since you are trying to die, you can't blame me!"

After a while of fighting with chickens and eggs, Xiao Er held the smashed tables and chairs to shed tears. A few moments ago, several second-generation ancestors were lying on the ground with swollen noses and wailing wistfully. Jun Shuying condescended and flouted a scornful look: "I can't help it."

After that, he turned and walked towards the stairs. There was a sound of ping-pong ping-pong, and a crowd of black men climbed downstairs. The man behind him got up from the ground, brushed the floor to open the broken fan, and sighed and gasped and laughed: "Who is the deer dead-hiss-not yet known!"

Chu Feiyang, who was accompanied by men's clothing, stopped in front of a Zhiyan shop, posing a soft smile that would not change for years, completely ignoring the strange eyes floating around from time to time.

"Brother Chu, what do you think of this?" Mei Xinruo opened a box and placed it under Chu Feiyang's nose. A pair of big eyes flickered flashingly, like the pearl light that filled the whole world.

"Well, yes, pretty red." Chu Feiyang said with a gentle smile. The fat big stall at the stall couldn't help but laugh out loud. Mei Xinru gave him a scorn and hadn't had time to talk. Chu Feiyang was not far away. The brawling noise in the restaurant attracted attention.

"Don't go away here, I'll come as soon as I go." As soon as the words fell, the mannequin had flickered, lightly jumped onto the eaves, and flew towards the magnificent restaurant not far away.

The stall owner took the rouge she handed over from Mei Xinruo, and said with a smile, "Girl, that's a good vision. It's a good match for you."

Mei Xinruo smiled softly, but there was a little loss in the eyes of the distant figure.

Chu Feiyang walked right in through the window. There was a scuffle in the lobby on the second floor. No one noticed him. Only the second person sitting on the ground holding a vase saw him, and his despair deepened in those frightened eyes when he looked at him. Vase closed his arms and tightened.

Except for the second child, there are only a dozen or twenty big men in the hall to besiege a man in Tsing Yi. The man in Tsing Yi was very aggressive, but without any force, he slowly fell into the wind, and he had already been hit hard. A big man carried a stool and slammed on the man in Tsing Yi. With a click, the stool broke open, and the man in Tsing Yi took a few steps forward, shaking.

At this juncture there is no time to discern who is right and who is wrong. Chu Feiyang flew up and jumped into the war group, and took over the Tsing Yi man who was throwing forward, soaring into the air. It was another chic spin, and those tall black men around him were forced to retreat ten steps away, leaving a large space in the middle. Chu Feiyang embraced the rescued person, falling down in a hurry, stunning the audience.