My bamboo horse is super sweet

Chapter 81 081: Don't make fun of her
Wu Zhangmu came over and said, "What happened afterwards? After you took her away from me, you broke up? I saw her at a nightclub some time ago, and the change was so great that I almost couldn't recognize her. But also Yes, that kind of woman who has been played to death is me, and I will never want it again."

Feng Cheng looked as usual, only smoking lightly, as if the woman he was talking about had nothing to do with him in the slightest, and couldn't stir up any emotional ups and downs in him.

Wu Zhangmu lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked at him: "This little girlfriend of yours is very interesting. The beauty saves the hero, so cute."

The leader stepped in again, and winked at him ambiguously: "That's right, Brother Wu, you didn't see that girl is so beautiful, and she really matches well with your little friend!"

Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thick black eyes slightly raised, staring at him, there was an undisguised warning: "She is a younger sister, don't make fun of her."

Meeting his cold eyes, the leader suddenly shuddered.

He had seen how ruthless this young man was, so he smiled resentfully: "Yes, it's my sister? That's my mistake, my mistake."

After saying the wrong thing, he didn't dare to stay here anymore, holding the wine glass and retreating resentfully.

Wu Zhangmu exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings, but there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

When it comes to that woman, he obviously doesn't care, but when it comes to this "sister", he obviously has a change of mood.

This sister, I'm afraid it's not easy.

Wu Zhangmu chuckled, nodded irresistibly, and changed the subject lightly: "Ah Cheng, I said before that I admire you very much, come and help me, think about it?"

This boy is smart, he does things cleanly, and he is ruthless and decisive in fights. He admired him two years ago and thought he was a talent.

It would be great if he could come and help him.

Feng Cheng lowered his head, his black hair fell down, and his eyes were dark and hard to distinguish. He originally planned to refuse, but thinking that he had already made that decision, he hesitated for a while, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "I will consider it."

Wu Zhangmu raised his arm and patted his back: "Three days, I'll wait for your reply."

The wine on the table had been swept away, and the others in the box were still in high spirits. Wu Zhangmu snapped his fingers, called the waiter, and brought over another batch of wine.

The waiter came in quickly, followed by two beautiful little girls.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Zhangmu's lips, and he leaned towards him: "Ah Cheng, you are already 20 years old, don't live like an old cadre, life needs nourishment, I will ask two younger sisters to accompany you."

Feng Cheng lowered his head, frowning slightly, smoking silently, without making a sound.

"They are very skilled and will definitely make you happy." When Wu Zhangmu said this, the expression on Wu Zhangmu's face was full of ambiguity.

Feng Cheng tilted his head to look at him, snorted lightly, and casually extinguished the cigarette butt: "If you want to see your people go out with broken arms and legs, you can call them over."

Wu Zhangmu: "..."

It was the first time I saw someone speak such a fresh and refined threat.

Wu Zhangmu raised his eyebrows, as if he had compromised: "Okay, okay, you are ruthless, let them keep their hands and feet, and give them a way to survive, okay?"

"If you don't want someone to accompany you, how about pouring a glass of wine?" Wu Zhangmu said, holding a cigarette between his fingers, he hooked his hand at a beautiful woman standing over there.

The little girl immediately understood, blushing, walked up to him, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a glass of wine into Fengcheng's glass.

In fact, she had noticed him when she entered the box just now.

She grew up so big, and she had never seen a boy who looked as good-looking as him. Now that she got closer, she couldn't help but take a second look. Now, even her heart beat a little faster.

After pouring a glass of wine, she stood up straight, lowered her head, and was about to back away.

Suddenly someone pushed her lower back, she lost her balance and fell over...

　Something happened!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)