The people present did not make martial arts, but no one saw how Ning Mengyao did it.

"It's amazing." It was Zhao Mingyu, and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhao Xinxin was full of joy and waited for Nalan Li to send him a fox, but he did not think that it would be like this. This pair of seemingly ordinary couples dared to play Nalan Li, which clearly does not Nalan is in the eye, even though he is not enough to be an unloved person.

"Why do you want to beat people?" Zhao Xinxin went to Ning Mengyao and pointed his finger at Ning Mengyao's anger.

Ning Mengyao looked at the ignorant girl in front of her eyes, her eyes slightly squatting, this man is looking for death, right?

"Girl, go out, don't just use someone to finger, this will bring you trouble." Ning Mengyao smiled and looked at Zhao Xinxin.

Zhao Mingyu sat looking at it all, his brows were wrinkled, and his mind was thinking about whether to help Zhao Xinxin.

When he thought about it, Zhao Xinxin suddenly spoke up, and what he said was still very disgusting.

"What about that, what kind of old woman can you treat me?" In the eyes of Zhao Xinxin, Ning Mengyao is even how good Wugong is, can't take her, know that he is the big lady of Zhao. What can she do? What do you dare to do?

Ning Mengyao suddenly smiled, looked at Zhao Xinxin's proud look, walked over, reached out and grabbed her arm and tried hard, and the people on the side heard the sound of broken bones.

Then Ning Mengyao stretched out his hand and pointed at his own hand. When he tried hard, Zhao Xinxin suddenly screamed out loud, and the voice made Zhao Mingyu on the side somewhat annoyed.

Zhao Xinxin, the **** woman, knows who knows who can't provoke? Ok now? This face was lost, but I still have to put my life into it.

Zhao Xinxin is completely stupid, and she simply can't believe that Ning Mengyao dared to do it directly, not to mention the direct death.

Ning Mengyao looked down at the heart of the painful Zhao Xinxin: "This lesson is to tell you that you are polite to people. You said that I am an old woman. As an old woman, I am very valued for age. ""

Jomo's brow furrowed and looked at the woman very unhappy. He walked to Ning Mengyao's side and looked up at Ning Mengyao: "Mother is the most beautiful person, than the woman does not know beautiful. How many times."

"Little monkeys don't compare your mother with such people. This will only lower your mother's style." Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang very proudly.

Jomomo nodded with a serious thought: "Well, my mother said yes, this kind of person can't match her mother's hair, and it can only harm others."

Ning Mengyao stunned, then haha ​​laughed, and reached out and squeezed Jomo's face: "The little monkey may be right."

For the little boy of the little monkey, Jomo Mou has been directly ignored, but fortunately only his mother called him, otherwise everyone told him to be depressed.

"Can mother not call me a monkey in front of so many people?"

"No."

If there is no dialogue between the mother and the child, it will anger Zhao Xinxin: "Zhao Mingyu, you waste this, even watching people bully me, you see how I can go back and pick you up."

"Zhao Xinxin, you have such an end, you are looking for yourself. I have already reminded you." After the completion of the Chongning Mengyao couple apologized, and then told people to see Zhao Xinxin.

Ning Mengyao suddenly had a little meaning. This is called Zhao Mingyu's youthfulness. It is not bad, but this girl is not very flattering.

"Hey, this is for you, and I can't help you if you are a good person." Ning Mengyao threw a bottle of ointment to Zhao Mingyu. If she didn't look at the face of this boy, she really wanted to Let Zhao Xinxin forget about himself.

"Thank you, Madam." Zhao Mingyu glanced at the ointment in his hand and felt warm and comfortable.

Zhao Mingyu took the good ointment and walked to the side of Zhao Xinxin, and handed the ointment to the accompanying doctor.

"You take me away, I don't want to use their things, who knows if they will harm me." Zhao Xinxin did not want to use their things, immediately endured the pain and anger.

"It is a hand that is disabled, becomes a waste person, or medication, you can do it yourself."