The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 522 The Man With the Spider Tattoo on His Head

Xiao Tang was depressed.

Really.

Very depressed.

How did it happen?The young mistress is too good at boxing games.

How she never won.

After drinking, I wanted to guess at first, but was jolted back to my senses by Xiao She's fake cough.

When Luo Yao turned her head, she saw Ye Moyuan standing there expressionless, her eyes staring at her without blinking.

Quickly retract your feet and put your sleeves down.

The queen who occupied the mountain as king disappeared in an instant, and became a good girl in seconds.

"Yemoyuan! How did you find this place?" Luo Yao enthusiastically pulled the person over and sat down beside her, "I want to eat hot pot, drag the moonlight from the lotus pond to accompany me. It's boring to eat hot pot alone Yes, it’s lively when there are many people, do you want to eat some too? It’s delicious.”

The noble god man who was afraid of a sudden fall was not used to fireworks in the world, so with a little temptation, he picked up a piece of beef, blew it, and then handed it to Ye Moyuan's mouth.

Coaxing like a child: "Come on! Try it!"

It was rare for the little donkey to be so intimate with him, Ye Moyuan suddenly let go of his tense face, smiled slightly and opened his mouth to take the piece of beef.

"How is it? Is it delicious? It's delicious and spicy, isn't it delicious!" Luo Yao just raised her chopsticks, raised her face, and asked flatteringly.

Ye Moyuan chewed the beef slowly, looking at the opening and closing lips of the little donkey, he really wanted to bite it down.

"Hmm! It's okay, not too bad." Sitting down, he hugged the little donkey on his lap, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef, and said, "Now it's my turn to feed you. "

In front of the moonlight in the lotus pond, Luo Yao felt ashamed and politely refused: "I'll do it myself, you eat yours."

Ye Moyuan put down his chopsticks, and said with great interest, "Why don't we come to guessing? How about the loser eating a piece of beef fed by the opponent?"

"No." Luo Yao pushed away the chopsticks in the man's hand, slid off his knees, and sat next to him, "Jumping is not for eating meat, but for drinking, okay?"

"Yes."

A man with a big arm and a round waist came in from the entrance of the compartment, with the characteristics of a northerner with a strong back and a waist.

When he spoke, his voice was full of "buzzing buzzing", and he felt like a practitioner.

"This young lady is right. Juicing is not for eating meat, but for drinking. How about it? Let's guess one? If you lose, the woman drinks beer, and the man drinks for nothing."

Just as Ye Moyuan was about to explode, Luo Yao stopped him by touching his elbow.

He knew that the little donkey was planning to play with this man, for fear that he would ruin it.

All right!Since the little donkey is here to have fun, let her play, anyway, she is here.

"Uncle! It's okay to play finger-guessing and drink. The problem is that you can't play tricks if you lose."

"I'm such a big man, how could I cheat? It's you, little girl! You don't cheat."

The five-year-old man had a shaved head, and what was ridiculous was that there was a spider tattooed on his head.

A spider with eight legs.

One of the feet was also stained purple.

Ye Moyuan stared at the spider on the bald head and the purple spider leg, racking his brains, but couldn't remember which gang it belonged to.

Could it be some unpopular little gang?
But why is this tattoo tattooed on such a conspicuous position on the top of the head?

What do purple spider legs represent?
It must have represented the person's status in the gang.

He glanced at the surrounding environment casually, playing with his phone pretending not to care.

In fact, an order was sent to Silver Wolf Yin Pingan: Find out when an organization represented by a spider tattoo appeared in the imperial capital.

(End of this chapter)