kiss Ann, sweet wife

Chapter 1675

Mo Lingyu is used to being the center of attention wherever he goes, and enjoys the feeling of being the center of attention. Now that he is actively ignored, he is almost unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

He stood up, suddenly picked up the golden honey soup on the table, turned his hand, and threw it out of the window.

Immediately smiled: "This kind of garbage, only you can find it delicious."

Yu Tingsong raised his eyes, slowly put down his chopsticks, and stood up.

Duanmuyi took his hand, pulled him down, raised his head and said with a smile, "I see that Second Young Master Mo just ate rubbish and he was very happy."

The entire Jinshiju was silent.

"You!" Mo Lingyu was extremely angry, his eyes of different colors were burning with anger, "You have the guts to say it again!"

Duanmuyi got up and smiled impeccably: "To prove that I have kindness, Mr. Mo, please listen carefully. There are so many people who like Jin Shiju's garbage, how many people like you? You are not even as good as garbage. ,What is it?"

A smile leaked from the corner of Yu Tingsong's eyes, but at the same time he became vigilant.

Mo Lingyu was already ranked thirteenth in the Spirit Hall, and Duanmuyi was far from his opponent.

"Hahaha! Well said!" Unexpectedly, Mo Lingyu was not angry yet, but there was a loud laugh from downstairs.

Immediately, everyone's eyes lit up, and a rich young man jumped in from the window. His whole body was high-profile and luxurious, and the word "rich" was short of it.

Who is it if it's not Yue Rushuang!

He was holding a bowl in his hand, which was exactly the one that Mo Lingyu had thrown down just now.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!" Yue Rushuang narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and said with a sneer, "You injured my son and splashed soup all over him, compensation!"

The fact that the eldest son of the Qingyue Clan had an extra son had already spread like wildfire, and everyone knew about it.

Now that he mentions it in a grand manner, everyone dares to laugh but dare not speak.

How could Mo Lingyu not know who the son he was talking about was, in a blink of an eye Duanmuyi didn't seem to know, so he laughed happily again.

His temper is moody and unpredictable.

"Only you, dare to ask me for compensation?" Mo Lingyu smiled strangely, "Others don't know the identity of your son, do you think I don't know either?"

Yue Rushuang looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Mo Lingyu turned around suddenly, and said to the people in Jin Shiju: "Everyone should have heard the news about Shensha Auction House? Where is the mysterious owner of the pure blood essence? The cheap one from Mr. Yueda son--"

Before he finished speaking, the whites of his eyes suddenly rolled and he fell down.

Everyone was already astonished and couldn't be more surprised.

Behind Mo Lingyu, Duanmuyi calmly put down the soup bowl in his hand, and praised: "Jin Shiju's tableware is of good quality."

Everyone: "..."

Yue Rushuang obviously had something to leave in a hurry, and said hello to Yu Tingsong, she couldn't help but look at Duanmuyi again, and then jumped out of the window with a smile on her face.

He easily resisted Mo Lingyu, who was an eyesore, away.

Yu Tingsong took out a towel to wipe Duanmuyi's hands, and said gently, "You offended Mo Lingyu so badly."

"Hehe." Duanmuyi laughed dryly.

It's just that I heard Mo Lingyu mention the pure essence and blood just now, and I'm afraid that if he talks nonsense, the blood will get on his head, and he will be knocked out directly.

Mo Lingyu was also unprepared, otherwise she would not have succeeded so easily.

……

It took a total of three days to report. Freshmen and old students came from various tribes, and they all arrived around the afternoon of the third day.

(End of this chapter)