The host of the female supporting role's counterattack must not be blackened

Chapter 390 The most embarrassing in history, the drowning mermaid is weak by 12
187 hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said cruelly: 【The host, it's all the brat's fault. It's him who insists on pulling people to play cards, but they have always paid attention to the host. 】

I'm sorry little brat, I still have a 188 to raise, I'm wronged you to die first.

Yun Niannian narrowed her eyes dangerously, 【Are you sure? 】

187 shuddered when he was seen, stammered and looked around: [Where is that pervert, his specialty is to help the host beat perverts...! ! ! 】

187 looked at Lawa beside Yun Niannian in horror, this... this man is so scary!
He can't be a pervert...

No, seeing his upright face and straight back, he must be a hero!
187 decisively shifted his gaze, looking for the next target, and then saw Jun Jiuyao staring at it with a rippling smile on his face.

187: ...the pervert is him, he didn't run away!

However, why does this pervert look familiar?

187 held his small chin, rolled his eyes, and then yelled loudly: [Host, this perverted energy fluctuation is the same as that perverted national teacher before! 】

This time, Jun Jiuyao turned black.

You are the pervert!
You are a little pervert, and your host is a big pervert!
Jun Jiuyao gave 187 a blank look, tugged at his collar and said with a smile: "It's impolite, sir, you're handsome!" After speaking, he turned his head to look at Yun Niannian, grinned and said, "Little mermaid, we meet again , Master is one step ahead of you this time!"

What responded to him was Yun Niannian's angry panda fist.

The two bang bangs are called a symmetry.

With a groan, Jun Jiuyao flipped over with the sofa, covered his eyes and lay on the ground, shouting, "Slap me in the face if you don't agree with me, you foul, this is a sneak attack!"

Yun Niannian sneered, "It's only right for me to beat you up. After all, I've come here to beat you up in my life. I don't care who you are, what purpose you come here for, or what relationship you have with him. When you come to me, you are A scum who owes me! Last time you ran fast, we didn't have the best time, this time, we must have fun, heart, nah!"

Jun Jiuyao: ...

When he thought of the aggrieved way of death, he felt angry, but in the small world, he couldn't beat Yun Niannian...

"Fuck!"

Jun Jiuyao covered her eyes and scolded her mother in her heart. She had no choice but to shout at Lawa, "You just watched that female Tyrannosaurus beat me up. I really misjudged you!"

Unfortunately, he found the wrong person for help.

Now Lava is very angry.

The little mermaid he personally picked up from the sea actually knew Jun Jiuyao?
Listening to their conversation, it is obvious that they have known each other for a long time, and they still want to have fun... Hehe...

Lawa stood up with a bang, hugged Yun Niannian with both hands horizontally, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Jun Jiuyao without a trace of warmth in his scarlet eyes, ruthless and cruel.

"Tonight's feast has begun!"

Jun Jiuyao:! ! !

The closed space is occupied by red, the blunt heavy metal music beats the heart, alcohol and perfume are mixed into a new poison, making people addicted to desire carnival.

Yun Niannian covered her face weakly, and sighed on Lawa's shoulder.

She really never dreamed that the feast that Lava said would look like this.

The people who were drinking seriously just now gathered together as if they were going crazy, and that coquettish and unlucky pervert was tied up in the middle of the stage and allowed to be ravaged by others.

Well, it's not appropriate to say ravaged, that kind of posture is more like being worshiped by loyal believers.

With reverence in their eyes, those people stroked Jun Jiuyao's face and body sacredly and praying, then poured the red liquid from the wine glass from his collar and flowed all over his body.

Yun Niannian covered her eyes, if she dared to use all her points to stop her, it must not be wine!

　It's freezing!If my hands are frozen, I will write the text in my brain, and then the little angels who read the text are very happy to make up the plot of my brain.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)