Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

"Look, I knew you still had something to hide. If you don't bomb you, you won't be telling the truth." Nan Juefeng sneered, "Brat, I'm your big brother, and you're still guarding against me?! No Just one or two bottles of wine?! I wipe——, I can’t bear to part with two bottles of wine, the truth of the matter, really. He. Damn it hurts!!”

When Yang Mufan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother, I didn't mean that."

"That's not what you mean?! You obviously wanted wine, but you didn't give it to me. You lied to me that you didn't have it. You said, you didn't mean that, what did you mean?!" Nan Juefeng twisted his face and asked confidently.

When Yang Mufan heard this, he immediately became angry, and roared back with blood-red eyes, more confident than him: "Damn, if you say no, then you are not, I am so rich, will I still care about those two bottles of wine?! If you Like, take away all the wine in my wine cellar, see if I will frown!!!"

Nan Juefeng, who was still full of anger before, shrank in the corner of the sofa in fright after admiring Fan Fan, staring at him weakly with terrified eyes: "Second brother, didn't you just play with you?! Are you losing your temper again?! Sure enough, your temper is really bad!!"

Yang Mufan took a few deep breaths, suppressed his temper, and said quietly: "I know I have a bad temper, so don't provoke me."

Nan Juefeng was about to ridicule, but... endured it.

Who let him be inferior to him in skill, the most terrible thing is: still afraid of death.

Therefore, he had to succumb to the "excessive power" of admiring Fan.

Nan Juefeng drank a few sips of brandy, remained silent for a while, and then said seriously: "By the way, second brother, don't play 'Escape Room' in the future, it's really too dangerous, what should you do if you miss?!"

Although, Yang Mufan came out safely this time.

However, with such a big bet, if there was an accident, it would be... a big loss.

That's what it is: suicide in disguise.

Admire Fan raised his handsome sword eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "It's not a desperate situation, but I can't get out, it means that I admire Fan incompetent, died in a glass box, I deserve it."

Upon hearing this, Nan Juefeng almost burst out again: "Yang Mofan, can I ask you not to be so stupid?! Everyone has only one life, and everyone is trying to find ways to live as long as possible. Well, I am looking for death every day!!"

Admire Fan retaliated: "How do you know, this is not the way to make me live longer?!"

Because of the particularity of his identity, he must learn all kinds of adaptability to prevent danger from coming.

I don't make many contacts on weekdays. When I am in real danger, I guess there is only one dead end.

And he is not a fool.

Never do things you are not sure about.

If he knew he couldn't get out, he would never go into the box.

Nan Juefeng felt that his concept of survival was seriously different from that of Yang Mifan, so he didn't want to have more disputes on this topic.

Suddenly remembered something, he asked: "By the way, don't you have something urgent to do with me?! What do you want to ask of me?!"

Admiring Fan Yaya, he took a sip of brandy, remained silent for a while, and then hummed lightly: "Actually, it's nothing."

Hearing this, Nan Juefeng exploded again: "Since it's fine, why did you call me to Muyuan in such a hurry in the middle of the night?! Yang Mufan, are you playing with me?!" "Look, I knew you still have Private possession. If you don’t bomb you, you won’t be telling the truth.” Nan Juefeng sneered, “Stinky boy, I’m your big brother, and you’re still guarding against me?! Isn’t it just a bottle or two of wine?! ——, I can’t bear to part with two bottles of wine, the truth of the matter, it’s really. He. Damn hurts!!”

When Yang Mufan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother, I didn't mean that."

"That's not what you mean?! You obviously wanted wine, but you didn't give it to me. You lied to me that you didn't have it. You said, you didn't mean that, what did you mean?!" Nan Juefeng twisted his face and asked confidently.

When Yang Mufan heard this, he immediately became angry, and roared back with blood-red eyes, more confident than him: "Damn, if you say no, then you are not, I am so rich, will I still care about those two bottles of wine?! If you Like, take away all the wine in my wine cellar, see if I will frown!!!"

Nan Juefeng, who was still full of anger before, shrank in the corner of the sofa in fright after admiring Fan Fan, staring at him weakly with terrified eyes: "Second brother, didn't you just play with you?! Are you losing your temper again?! Sure enough, your temper is really bad!!"

Yang Mufan took a few deep breaths, suppressed his temper, and said quietly: "I know I have a bad temper, so don't provoke me."

Nan Juefeng was about to ridicule, but... endured it.

Who let him be inferior to him in skill, the most terrible thing is: still afraid of death.

Therefore, he had to succumb to the "excessive power" of admiring Fan.

Nan Juefeng drank a few sips of brandy, remained silent for a while, and then said seriously: "By the way, second brother, don't play 'Escape Room' in the future, it's really too dangerous, what should you do if you miss?!"

Although, Yang Mufan came out safely this time.

However, with such a big bet, if there was an accident, it would be... a big loss.

That's what it is: suicide in disguise.

Admire Fan raised his handsome sword eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "It's not a desperate situation, but I can't get out, it means that I admire Fan incompetent, died in a glass box, I deserve it."

Upon hearing this, Nan Juefeng almost burst out again: "Yang Mofan, can I ask you not to be so stupid?! Everyone has only one life, and everyone is trying to find ways to live as long as possible. Well, I am looking for death every day!!"

Admire Fan retaliated: "How do you know, this is not the way to make me live longer?!"

Because of the particularity of his identity, he must learn all kinds of adaptability to prevent danger from coming.

I don't make many contacts on weekdays. When I am in real danger, I guess there is only one dead end.

And he is not a fool.

Never do things you are not sure about.

If he knew he couldn't get out, he would never go into the box.

Nan Juefeng felt that his concept of survival was seriously different from that of Yang Mifan, so he didn't want to have more disputes on this topic.

Suddenly remembered something, he asked: "By the way, don't you have something urgent to do with me?! What do you want to ask of me?!"

Admiring Fan Yaya, he took a sip of brandy, remained silent for a while, and then hummed lightly: "Actually, it's nothing."

Hearing this, Nan Juefeng exploded again: "Since it's okay, why did you call me to Mu Garden in such a hurry in the middle of the night?! Yang Mufan, why are you playing with me?!"