Chapter 1200 Uncle's little boy 45

  There are a lot of wines on the table, all of which are expensive on the market.

  Paper drunk gold fan.

  The closer you get, the clearer you can see.

  She saw a tall figure, sitting on the sofa carelessly, with no one beside her, and under the dim light, the outline of his facial features were looming.

  Su Yan already knew who it was.

   "Brother Cheng, go on!"

   At this moment, someone suddenly had a bad hand, and suddenly pushed a beautiful woman into Cheng Zeguang's arms.

"Hold--"

  Cheng Zeguang cursed inwardly, and pushed the person out reflexively.

  The beauty fell on the table, the wine glass and bottle smashed to the ground.

  He patted his clothes, and suddenly felt a gaze stop on his face, his breathing was stagnant, and he looked over.

  Only one glance, his urge to curse suddenly couldn't hold back.

   "Damn! Who the **** just pushed a woman into Lao Tzu's arms just now? Stand up for me!"

  When he got angry, he quieted down instantly and the music was turned off.

  Someone stood up trembling, Cheng Zeguang kicked him over and kicked him onto the sofa.

   gritted his teeth and nodded the man twice, "You, you, you really killed me!"

  After that, his scalp was numb, and he strode towards Su Yan.

  The guilty conscience is terrible, and the eyes are floating.

  Obviously he didn't do anything, but now that Su Yan saw it, he didn't know whether she would listen or not.

   "Girl, you, why are you here? Did that stinky girl from Xu Xiaowu bring you here? How about her?"

  Cheng Zeguang licked his lips, swept around fiercely, bluffing, "Wait until I catch her, see if I don't clean her."

  Su Yan pursed her lips, staring at him with red eyes, without saying a word.

   Cheng Zeguang suddenly panicked, feeling helpless, "Hey, don't cry, why are you crying. I really didn't touch that person, someone else pushed him over! I would drink and drink at most, really! Those women are not my names."

  After finishing the explanation, Cheng Zeguang scolded himself bitterly.

  Cheng Zeguang, you idiot, what are you talking about!

  Ghost knows, where did Cheng Zeguang think that he would have today?

   In front of a little girl who had never graduated from high school, she lowered her head and explained in a panic.

  Su Yan's tears were falling.

   "My ancestor, my little ancestor, can you do it if I am afraid of you?"

  Cheng Zeguang wiped her face and reached out to wipe her tears away. As a result, the more you wipe, the more you wipe.

  His hands are shaking, and his heartache is terrible.

  His fingers were rough, and instead of wiping them twice, he wiped her face red.

   She gritted her teeth suddenly, making her even more annoying.

  But Su Yan is definitely not annoying.

   "You come with me, and I will take you to ask them personally if it's okay?"

  Cheng Zeguang grabbed Su Yan's wrist and was about to walk over there.

  Su Yan did not move, but instead used force to grab his big hand.

"how--"

  The voice did not fall, and there was a shadow in front of him.

   Immediately afterwards, there is an endless blank in my mind.

  The little girl stood on her toes, grabbed his collar, and put her soft lips on it suddenly.

  A long time...

   Quiet needle drop around can be heard.

  Cheng Zeguang was dumbfounded, his head was frozen, and he couldn't turn a corner.

   "Girl, what do you mean..."

  His throat is dry and smoke is coming out, and the whole figure looks like a fool, staring at the same place.

Su Yan sobbed in tears, "I don't know why you are angry. I tore off the love letter a long time ago. I don't know who put it in my schoolbag. But why are you leaving? I obviously like it. You are the only one..."

"I like myself?!"

  Cheng Zeguang shook his whole body and could hardly believe his ears.

  (End of this chapter)