Chapter 60: Enough trouble, no one for me?
Is Ji Mingyue really his woman?
That’s right, it’s impossible for the dignified Mr. Bo not to have a few lovers around him. Isn’t she the one who got him?
Thinking of this, Nan Jiaojiao raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, pursed her lips slightly, and showed no sign of speaking. She glanced lightly from Bo Yanqing's face.
"Nan Jiaojiao." Bo Yanqing said in a deep voice.
She still stood still.
He is quite stubborn.
"Master Bo, isn't it good for you to bully my girlfriend like this in front of me?"
A careless male voice came from behind the crowd, and a small group of people gathered around The land was forcibly separated.
Han Qi's right hand was in plaster, and the bandage was wrapped around his neck several times. His broken hand was hanging, but his expression was still evil and unruly. He was surrounded by people, and when he was approaching, he ran straight to Nan Jiaojiao.
"How about it? Did they do anything to you? Are you injured?"
Everyone was busy in a daze. When did Nan Jiaojiao provoke Han Qi again?
The second generation ancestor of the Jiang family, said to be the crown prince, has long been in control of the Jiang family and the Han family. Apart from the Mo family, he is a figure comparable to Bo Yanqing in Rongcheng.
In front of everyone, Han Qi protected Nan Jiaojiao with an affectionate gesture. He even asked questions as softly as if he was coaxing his little ancestor, "I'm here to support you. Who dares to bully you?" You, if I ask him to remove his arms and legs, he will definitely not be able to walk out of Minglun intact!”
Nan Jiaojiao's eyebrows tightened and she looked at Han Qi suspiciously.
She beat her like this. Which song is this song from?
Han Qi was speechless after asking her, so he asked someone else to ask. It happened that someone watched the whole process from when Modi was embarrassing Lu Zhenzhen, and told Ji everything. There is not much difference between Ming Yue's description.
Han Qi rubbed it a little, then decisively pulled Nan Jiaojiao behind him, and said in a loud voice: "What's wrong? This is the person my darling is beating. Why shouldn't the mistress be beaten?"
“……”
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen shameless people so confident.
Modi had fainted from the pain, but when he heard the word "mistress", he woke up from the pain again and cried in Ji Mingyue's arms. Han Qi coldly sneered: "You ruin the relationship between husband and wife, and you dare to come to the palace to be arrogant. If you don't beat her, who can beat her? My baby beats her well. If you are not convinced, find your backer, and I, Han Qi, will fight with him personally." Theoretical theory, hitting you is too dirty for my baby’s hands. I’ll put my words here today so that no one can leave until my baby gets angry enough.”
Words. As soon as the voice fell, Modi didn't dare to cry anymore, and Ji Mingyue was trembling with fear.
Han Qi is not from the entertainment industry, but if he wants to block someone, it is like crushing an ant.
The remaining half of Lu Zhenzhen's alcohol was gone. She didn't wait to see Han Qi, so she said those words to him and defended Nan Jiaojiao's attitude. Miss Lu gave him a rare thumbs up.
Nan Jiaojiao's face was still ugly. She withdrew her hand. Han Qi immediately turned around, held her hand tighter, and coaxed lovingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. "
Nan Jiaojiao pursed her thin lips, and then pressed Han Qi's index finger with two fingers.
“Ah!! Holy shit!!”
Fold another finger.
Han Qi let go of her hand and cried: "I just lost one of my hands, and here you go again?! Baby, you have to be really angry, can we talk to each other in bed? Don't do domestic violence in public, you are trying to murder your parents." Husband!"
Nan Jiaojiao stared at him coldly: "Go away."
"I won't!" Han Qi rushed up and stood close to her. Right here, unless you chase me away."
Nan Jiaojiao couldn't hit him, and she couldn't even fight him away. After pushing him twice, he pushed his chest up.
In the eyes of others, it looked like flirting, and Young Master Han almost took the initiative to throw himself into his arms.
Bo Yanqing squinted her eyes coldly, low air pressure lingered around her body, and the cigarette between her fingertips was pinched into a dent.
"Have you had enough trouble?" he asked coldly.
(End of this chapter)