Chapter 139 Huo Yunque may be your little uncle

The so-called road is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high.

How arrogant Yan Zezheng was just now, but now Yan Zezheng has slapped his face more.

Yan Zezheng put on his glasses and glanced at the crowd deeply.

"A bunch of trash!"

He yelled at the bodyguard on the floor and walked up the stairs.

Song Jingwan, who had been ignored all the time, flashed her eyes, and saw Yan Zezheng leaving, she turned and hurried to catch up.

"Hey, I'm sorry, everyone is frightened."

Wang Mingjiang calmed down. He leaned on his waist and said, "Teacher Gong, hurry up and call 120 and send these people to the hospital."

I have to say that he looked very cool.

cough--

But to be a good example, don't be too obvious.

"Brother Xun, are you okay?" Han Jun asked worriedly.

Even if Han Jun was killed, he didn't expect that the love brother Song Yaoya had been thinking about was the mysterious Mr. Huo! He, who has always only appeared in the rumors, actually appeared in person for Song Yaoyao.

It's as if you are banishing the immortal, willingly stepping down from the altar.

Han Jun's mood is still very complicated. On the one hand, he is shocked by the other's momentum and faintly worships. On the other hand, he is also entangled, this Mr. Huo, should be his Xun brother's rival in love?

"What can I do?"

Shen Xun pressed his tongue against his cheeks and made a painful "hiss" sound. He scratched his hair irritably, "Go."

The parties are gone, why are they staying here?

With Huo Yunque's intervention, it doesn't matter what the result is now.

No matter what, it won't involve them.

"Brother Aixun, if you want to cry, just cry, I know you feel uncomfortable in your heart--"

Han Jun sighed and patted Shen Xun on the shoulder.

As soon as the voice fell, he slapped his head ‘pop’.

"Wow!"

Shen Xun's hostile eyes fell on him, sneered, "Jun'er, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb, understand?"

Han Jun grieved Baba, "I am not worried about you yet."

Said it was a rival, but his brother Xun was not even qualified for a rival.

Although in his eyes, Brother Xun is very handsome. But when the Mr. Huo appeared, he knew what a real mature man was.

Without even having to do anything, the oppressive Yan Zezheng couldn't raise his head in a few words.

Most importantly, when did Song Yaoyao cry in Brother Xun's arms? !

Those who have never been chosen are the saddest.

"I worry about you? Don't get in the way, I'm fine."

He raised his foot to kick Han Jun, saw him hurriedly jump away, turned his footsteps, and walked away.

"Tsk..."

The **** and enchanting woman in a fur coat rubbed her chin and sighed, "So Huo Yunque liked this one? If I had a double ponytail and soft, Huo Yunque might be your little uncle."

"Puff cough cough cough cough..."

Tang Xinrou wiped her face, and she rolled her eyes in surprise by the other party's words, "Auntie, would you please be more serious? Besides, Mr. Huo didn't pay attention to you at the beginning, even if you wore a double ponytail, they still couldn't see it. Okay?"

Xia Lao knocked on Tang Xinrou's forehead with a violent chestnut, with her hands around her chest, "Smelly girl, do you look down on me?"

Tang Xinrou covered her head with tears in her eyes, "Auntie, if my little uncle knows what you said, do you guess what the outcome will be?"

"Dare you try to complain?!"

Xia Lao's waist reflex was sore, she said with an uncomfortable expression: "It's just a joke, it's all in the past tense for anyone who is not young yet--"

(End of this chapter)