Ye Nong Ying is slender and slender, with a beautiful face. She is dressed in men's clothing, which makes her look tender and petite. She also looks like a fourteen or five-year-old boy.

Although Duanmu Yawang is wearing a big cloak and a long black gauze hat on her head, her height is not deceiving. She is even shorter than Ye Nongying.

On the other hand, the man is tall and mighty, with a tough face. As soon as he contrasts, the man’s sense of superiority comes out instantly, and he does not put two ‘boys with no full hair’ in his eyes at all.

A nanny is the most direct ridicule and contempt.

How could Ye Nongying and Duanmu Yawang not feel such obvious contempt? In this case, Duanmu Yawang is not painful or itchy, second or first or other rankings, you will know after comparison, at this time, no matter how much quarrels are, it is a waste of words. .

Ye Nongying is not so easy to provoke, she has never been the only one to provoke others, and no one has ever dared to provoke her like this.

People who dare to treat her like this generally have no good end.

She bowed her head, sneered secretly, then held a fan in one hand, and walked forward with one hand on her back. Duan Mu Yawang looked at her and couldn't help but want to laugh. A woman pretending to be a man, behaving like this Appropriate, but rare.

Ye Nongying paused a few steps away from the man, and when she raised her face, her face was no longer unhappy, but she smiled: "Mr., you also came to participate in the medical competition?"

The words Mr. Ye Nongying and you obviously pleased the man. Yang lifted it up, he lifted his eyelids, his nostrils snorted, "That's right."

After he finished speaking, he didn't know what mentality he looked at, and looked at Duanmu Ya, as if he was beckoning a puppy, hanging his eyelids and reaching out to beckon: "You, come here."

Duanmu Yawang quietly looked at his hand, and a few seconds later asked the little white deer faintly: "Do you think I should cut off this hand directly, or just let it rot by itself?"

Knowing that she was annoyed, Xiao Bailu reached out and yawned, "It's fine if you like it."

"Talking to you, can't you hear it?"

When the man saw that Duanmu Yawang treated his words as wind in his ears, he didn't react at all. Angrily flashed under his eyes. Ye Nongying saw this, and looked at Duanmu Ya: "Since the gentleman called you, come here, why not? Understand the world, don’t know how to give your husband face?"

Under the table, there are about ten chairs in a row.

These have always exuded a very pure scent of sandalwood. You can tell that they are exquisite wood by smelling the smell. Coupled with the exquisite and perfect carvings of these chairs, you can see that these chairs are not waiting for idlers to sit on.

The people present were also a little winked. Not only did they dare not sit, but they did not even dare to get close.

The atmosphere of a crowded place is naturally not much better. Duanmu Ya glanced at the chairs, thought for a moment, ignored the man's words, stretched out his hand and yawned, walked towards the chair, and sat down comfortably.

Someone at the scene saw this scene, their eyes flashed with a different color, and they whispered: "Who is this man, he is too courageous, and he doesn't want to think about where this is, where these chairs are where he wants to sit!"

"That's right, I don't understand the rules too much, and I will suffer at that time."

Duanmu Ya Wangdang did not hear, closed her eyes and rested.

The old man took a look, followed up, but didn't sit down, just asked: "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, it's a bit boring." When Duanmu Yawang said, he yawned again and sighed: "I would sleep longer if I knew it, and I didn't get any benefit from coming down so early."

When she said that, she remembered something, and then reached out and touched her arm.

At this time, the cold touch on his arm has long since disappeared, but that feeling has been stuck in Duanmu Yawang's heart.

What kind of person is it, standing opposite him, neither he nor the old man can feel it?

"That person just now has good strength." The old man said lightly.

"Yes." But it's just not bad.

When the man saw that Duanmu Yawang not only regarded his words as wind in his ears, he simply turned a blind eye to him. She said twice in a row, and she did the opposite. His face changed suddenly, and he was very angry and smiled: "What a good one. The brat, it seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how to write the word respect!"

After that, stride towards Duanmu Yawang.

A delicate fan stood in front of him, "Hey, gentleman, where are you going?"

"Go away, no one has ever dared to intercept me like this."

The man looked at the fan on his chest and felt that he had been provoked. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he immediately reached out to grab the fan of Ye Nong Ying!

"presumptuous!"

Elder Bai jumped over and slapped the man with a palm. The man twisted his eyebrows and hurriedly rushed to block. The two thundered dozens of strokes on the spot, and they made a tie.

The man glared at the elder Bai: "Who are you? Why are you nosy here?"

"You move our son, we maintain, can it be regarded as nosy?"

Hearing this, the man twisted his eyebrows, and looked back and forth on Elder Bai and Ye Nongying. After more than ten moves, he understood that the two of them were about the same strength, but the man in front of him was older and he didn't know if he had reservations. …

"That's your son blocking my way first." The man was unwilling to show weakness, and Elder Bai snorted and ridiculed: "If you hadn't been rude to our son first, would our son pay attention to you?"

The man was dumb for a while, and then said with shame: "You have many people. I won't care about you for the time being. I will be on the competition stage later. I want to see, what face do you have to say that you are first and second!"

After that, he shook his sleeve, gave a warning glance, and left.

Ye Nongying watched his back drown in the crowd, turned her head and glanced at Elder Bai, and said with an aura: "It's too impulsive, it makes me too late to teach him a lesson."

Elder Bai was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.

Ye Nongying didn't care about him. Seeing Duanmu Yawang sat down comfortably on a large and beautiful chair, raised her mouth, stepped forward, and sat down on the chair next to her.

"Aren't you angry?"

"I don't think there is anything to be angry." Duanmu Yawang said with some sleepiness, and casually answered Ye Yingying: "A dog barking at you, you have to pay attention to this, wouldn't it be too idle and nothing to do? NS?"

Ye Nongying remembered what had happened just now, it was indeed a bit thankless, and before anyone had time to teach him, he let him run away.

"You have a good temper?"

"I?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her fingertips gently playing with the black gauze on her face, "It seems that no one has said that."

Ye Nongying looked at her suspiciously, "I don't believe it."

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, "It's up to you. Believe it or not!"