The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 687 Looking at him will hurt your eyes
Jun Moyuan curled his lips, he is not the kind of person who would wrong him, so he leaned into Leng Wuyou's ear and whispered clearly about his jealousy, although his voice was deliberately suppressed. It's a little lower, but people who are close can still hear it.

"Seventh baby, I'm jealous. That old man is in the same grade. He's short, his face is full of wrinkles, his skin is withered and yellow, and he's ugly. Looking at him will hurt his eyes. Seventh baby can look at me."

Hearing the righteous, but domineering and shameless words in his ears, the corners of Chu Xinghe's mouth couldn't help twitching, and the anger that had originally gathered dissipated instantly.

If it wasn't for the occasion, he would have wanted to reach out and touch his face. When he was young, he was the most beautiful man known far and wide, and there was an endless stream of women chasing him, from the Chu Mansion to the Dove Dragon Mountains.

Even though he is old and old now, he is still a beautiful old man, okay?
As for being short, he really couldn't refute it, because compared with Jun Moyuan, his 1-meter-long beautiful old man was really short.

Leng Wuyou had no expression on his face, but the look in his eyes was hard to describe.

She knew that Jun Moyuan was jealous, and he could even be said to be jealous, but well, she never thought that he would even be jealous of an old man, this jealousy is really inexplicable.

According to Leng Wuyou's thinking, Jun Moyuan probably had another convulsion.

But what can my man do, of course he is pampered!

Leng Wuyou sighed inwardly, the cold expression on his face softened a bit, he stretched out his hand and patted Jun Moyuan's head comfortingly, just like she used to pat Xiaobai, skillfully, "Okay, look at you."

Jun Moyuan felt the hand patted on his head: Why is there a sense of being treated as a pet?

Dear Emperor Zun, you feel right, your little girl just treats you as a pet.

Jun Moyuan smiled affectionately, pampering his eyes: It's okay, Qi Baobao can treat me as anything he wants, anyway, I am Qi Baobao's person.

Fuck, damn dog food.

Chu Xinghe looked at the two people covered in pink bubbles over there, and glanced at Mr. Lin standing behind him out of the corner of his eye. The murderous intent surged in his face at the moment, obviously he hadn't given up on thinking. He planned to fight Leng Wuyou, his brows tightened, and there was a gust of wind when his sleeves fluttered.

"Master Lin, don't forget what day it is today." Chu Xinghe's tone was majestic, with a natural oppression in it, which only made Master Lin's heart tremble, and the malicious darkness in his heart was even crazier. breed.

Director Lin lowered his head to hide the rolling darkness in those shrewd old eyes, he clenched his hands under his robe, his nails dug into the aged skin, bloodshot from his palm.

What day is today, he naturally knows that every [-] years before the start of the Dove Slaughtering Conference, there will be a dove slaughtering banquet. The most powerful person or force among those who came.

This feast of slaughtering doves is very important, and it is related to the election of the next in charge, so now he can only try to suppress the turbulent anger in his heart. After the banquet of slaughtering doves is over, he must find Calculate carefully, how to get rid of this young man, and that old man Chu.

He let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, "huh."

But relying on his own strength, he has been pressing on his head. As long as he waits a little longer and gives him some more time, he will definitely make Old Man Chu regret what he did today.

Seeing that he was at peace, Chu Xinghe was relieved, he took a few steps slowly, and he was already in front of Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan, with a gentle and kind smile on his face. The majesty disappeared at this moment, and even the aura around him became very kind.

(End of this chapter)