Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 282 Of course my woman wins
After 1 minute, the two women hugged each other and started fighting.

Mo Linfeng was about to step forward to pull, but Ji Liunian glared back fiercely.

He said: "Don't you want to see her skills?"

Mo Linfeng... only paused for a moment, he was indeed curious about An Qiyue's skills.

However, he is even more curious that Ji Fleeting Years is so difficult that he doesn't feel distressed?
That Xia Zhishui is very skillful, every move is unexpected, taking advantage of the unprepared, fast, fierce, ruthless, and accurate.

No matter how quickly An Qiyue reacted, she would still be tricked.

There was a hint of a smile in Mo Linfeng's eyes, so shallow that no one could see it.

He said to Ji Liunian, "Who do you think will win?"

Ji Liunian took out a cigarette from Mo Linfeng's pocket, took out the lighter, clicked it, and lit it.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, smoked for a while, frowned, and said clearly: "Of course my woman wins."

Mo Linfeng looked back and took a deep look at the man who was calm and kept himself out of the way, and said coolly: "Xiaoqi, you have good skills."

Ji Liunian nodded, "Well, I can see it."

With a trace of coldness in Mo Linfeng's eyes, he said again: "Like an agent in the W organization!"

Ji Liunian... stopped talking.

There was a frightening cold light in the man's dark eyes, his jaw was tense, and there were faint signs of bulging veins on his smooth forehead. Mo Linfeng looked back and saw the two fighting women under the sun again.

The air was very quiet, only the heavy breathing of the two women fighting.

Ji Liunian dropped the cigarette butt, his thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line, his brows were furrowed, and he said to Mo Linfeng: "What do you want to say?"

The black windbreaker made Mo Linfeng's figure even taller and taller. He was slightly taller than Ji Liunian. He was usually boring and boring.

He doesn't talk too much unless it's necessary.

Therefore, most of the time he gives people the feeling that he is cold, not angry but powerful.

For example, at this moment, he looks silent, as cold as an ice sculpture, which can only be seen from a distance.

His deep cold eyes gradually became colder, and his voice lost its warmth. He said to Ji Liunian, "She's not really An Qiyue!"

Ji Liunian... She's not really An Qiyue, so who is she?
Mo Linfeng would not speculate wildly, let alone define it casually, Ji Liunian knew this.

But in fact, all the information they learned point to a truth, she is An Qiyue.

However, she formed a sharp contrast with An Qiyue in all the details.

She knows kung fu, she knows the W organization, the key is, she still has the pendant belonging to the Xia Shang Gong Medal...

Therefore, to Mo Linfeng and Ji Liunian, An Qiyue was a cloud of suspicion.

The two big men didn't continue the topic of who An Qiyue was.

Because to them, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that they subconsciously regard An Qiyue as their own and want to love her!
"An Qiyue, are you a dog?" A sharp female voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Wrong, my wife is a wolf!"

"You shameless thief, will you let go?"

"Xia Zhishui, what the hell did you say clearly, what did my mother steal from you?"

"Tell me, where did you get the pendant on your neck?"

An Qiyue stared at Xia Zhishui with hatred, the woman on top of her hated her like a thousand-year-old demon running out of an ancient tomb, her eyes were red and bloodthirsty, her hands were pinned behind her head by the woman, her whole body could move except her mouth , is the legs.

PS: Goddess An: Ji Zhaza, I fuck your grandpa, my mother was beaten, and you are so indifferent~ Ask for a ticket
　PS: 2 more~
　　
　
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