The cracking sound of the tea cup frightened everyone.

About everyone thinks that Yange is not too exaggerated, but some onlookers think that such a beautiful beauty can endure on her face even if she is proud.

Cao Zixun laughed and said, "Sure enough, I have a lot of adults, so I won't blame for this cup of tea."

These words really say that the dead are also alive.

With Cao Ziqiang as a benchmark, even if the other three were unwilling, they could only kneel in front of Yange to worship tea.

Yan Ge threw a handful of tea on the faces of these guys.

It's one thing to sing a song, but being sung by a woman who sings tea in front of the eyes can't get everyone to associate with them, so these three people are holding their fingers together to force themselves Patience expression.

After the incident, Cao Zizhen personally helped Yange to stand up and walk out.

In the box, in addition to Cao Ziqiang, who was like an eggplant in frost, the other three were very jumpy. As soon as Cao Zizhen walked away, their respective crickets also ran in. They only knew that Cao Zijiu had people blocking their crickets at the beginning. He took a meal in another box.

As she descended the stairs, she found that the song was slow, and Cao Zizhen asked her, "What? They hit you?"

Yange shook his head and whispered, "I just got kicked."

Otherwise, the chain will not be dropped at critical moments.

It is bound to the geeky system, and a large part of her force is limited. Once her host is a weak woman, she will almost become a weak woman without a little power.

I have not experienced the helplessness of such a weak woman before, but just now, Yan Ge really felt it.

All her confidence and pride in herself were crushed and crushed at that moment.

She was so weak?

But she can't manage a few **** things?

She didn't even have to wait for her hands to kick herself.

This kind of experience, Yange does not want to have a second time.

Cao Ziyi heard the words and bent over and hugged the words.

Grinting at Shang Yan's surprise, he grinned and smiled evilly, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Ge curled his neck and slowly lowered his head. Although he didn't respond, this attitude explained everything.

Cao Zi laughed more and more brilliant.

It was raining outside.

Cao Zizhen didn't call a rickshaw. He handed Yange an umbrella, which was held by Yange. He carried Yange on his back and walked forward.

In this era, it has not been opened to such a degree, so on this road, pedestrians and people hiding from the rain on the side of the road are almost watching Cao Ziyu and Yange. Despise.

Yange rested his head on Cao Ziyu's shoulder and said softly, "Can I get a pistol? I want two pistols."

"Well, what can I say to you? As long as you can make me happy, I will lie down at night and my brother will be very willing."

Yan Ge laughed, and she touched his hair indiscriminately: "You don't eat at all."

"Where, in front of me, I'm willing to eat as much as I can."

Yan Ge had no intention of flirting with him, she said, "You'll have someone make me a wooden stake and put it in the yard."

Cao Zizhen turned his head slightly, and met Yan Ge's eyes.

The rain outside the umbrella is like a curtain, which separates the talk from everyone on both sides of the road.

He met her gaze, and there was a moment in this world, all that was left was his illusion.