Kung Fu Soldier King

Mo Lang, who flew out sideways, was taken down with only one palm when he got in front of Mo Yongshen. And it looked like that, even half a minute was not shocked.

"Shameful thing, get back!" Mo Yongshen snorted coldly, and Mo Lang nodded hurriedly.

When I stepped back, I couldn't help looking back and looked at Xiao Yan in surprise.

He really felt wronged just now. He had a good plot, but he just felt that he was caught by the other party's wrist at once, and then he felt the earth spinning. When God is certain again, he has appeared in front of his adoptive father.

It seems that this young man is really not simple. No wonder even tie xianlang can't beat him. You know, tie xianlang is the successor designated by the God of fire Chen Yan.

Xiao Yan didn't even look at Mo lang. he has a good Kung Fu foundation, but his mind is crooked. It's humiliating to be an opponent with him.

But Mo Yongshen just caught his hand and looked at Xiao Yan a little surprised. This should be the essence of the six degree Yin Yang palm of Mojia fist. He just shook his hand slightly and could dissolve a lot of force. He is a strong enemy.

"The apprentice is stupid, which makes Mr. Xiao laugh." Mo Yongshen arched his hand and said with a little apology.

Xiao Yan also bowed back and said, "it's OK, young people. It's normal to be careless."

This made he Jia and Chen Baoru look at him discontentedly. It was like he was not a young man. His mouth was always heavy.

But Mo Yongshen and Yuan Shaowen were not surprised. Both Xiao Yan's prestige in Dongjiang city and his kung fu strength were enough to make him afraid to treat him as a young man.

If the best young people of this century are selected, I'm afraid Xiao Laojiu is the only one except Jin Er pang of Korea.

After testing, the result is that neither of them dare to underestimate each other.

Today, there was a female partner present, so it was impossible to take a bath, so I pulled it for a while, and I had to go back to my home and find my mother.

Yuan Shaowen also sent Xiao Yan out, but Chen Baoru drank a little too much. Xiao Yan didn't trust him, so Bian Yong and Ji Wuyue sent He Jia back.

"No, I want to accompany you. I want you to go back with me." He Jia chuckled, a little unhappy.

Xiao Yan looked back at Chen Baoru. He was not at ease. He had to say, "Jiajia is good. I'll go to Qingmei Pavilion tonight."

"That's what you said. Don't cheat." He Jia was satisfied and even tooted his mouth.

This occasion was really not suitable for kissing her, so I had to pull the door and push her up. Bian Yong and Ji Wuyue quickly got into the car. When he Jia got up, they had disappeared.

The crowd laughed in the back, and Zhao Yantao said with envy: "it's really a good Yanfu, a good Yanfu."

"Brother nine, you take me back." Chen Baoru tightly pulled Xiao Yan's arm until the red flag car went away.

Xiao Yan turned back and waved to Yuan Shaowen, who was smiling, and then helped Chen Baoru to her car.

When she got to the car, Chen Baoru turned her head and looked at Xiao Yan so straight that she didn't speak.

"Where's your key?" today I was only fighting with those old foxes, and I didn't notice what Chen Baoru was doing.

As a result, she drank too much. Now her tongue seems to be knotted. If she wasn't really drunk, he Jia would make trouble not to let Xiao Yan send her away.

"It's in my bag!" Chen Baoru said, pointing to her arm.

Xiao Yan saw that she was clear-minded, but she was coquettish there. It means that I don't want to move. Come and take it out for me.

It's really troublesome. He knows very well that he should never argue with a woman, let alone break with a drunken woman.

So he looked down for the key, but when he bent down, Chen Baoru hugged his neck.

Well, Chen Baoru is not as tall as he Jia, or even a little short. The southeast girls are good-looking. Their faces and plates are not so sharp and thin as melon seeds, but round and wide, with a noble Wangfu appearance.

But stature is indeed a short board. People in eastern Guangdong Province are always below the average in China's seven North and 63 South provinces.

Her move startled Xiao Yan and straightened up quickly. But this is better. Chen Baoru hangs directly on him.

"Baoru, what are you doing? Don't make trouble. Be careful to be photographed again." Xiao Yan quickly stretched out his hand to pull Chen Baoru's arm, but she hugged him tightly.

Such a toss, Chen Baoru's body is constantly dawdling on his body, which can't, it will be angry.

So Xiao Yan can only stop quickly. What's terrible comes from what. The most accurate law in the world is Murphy's law.

Xiao Yan said that he would be photographed. There are really paparazzi waiting for news in the distance. I saw all this.

Pa pa

"I wipe it. It's too hot. I didn't wait for Murong Xiaoxiao today, but Chen Baoru."

"Look, isn't this the man in the last news? What inspector did you say?"

"I didn't expect Chen Baoru to be so hypocritical. After the news came out last time, she also published a newspaper to clarify. I can shoot it clearly this time. See how she denies it?"

"Look, look, they want to kiss..."

“……”

Indeed, Chen Baoru came to Xiao Yan with her mouth. However, after the paparazzi finished shooting, Xiao Yan suddenly avoided his head. They didn't kiss together.

Really, if you can't drink, drink less. If you drink too much, you'll go crazy. It's pure bad wine.

But Chen Baoru's raindrops of kisses fell. He avoided his face. His shirt and neck were full of lipstick.

"Ah Xi, it's unreasonable!" Xiao Yan scolded, quickly turned out the car key, opened the door, and thrust Chen Baoru into the back seat.

Then he got into the driver's seat and drove out of the prime minister's residence in the imperial city. But on the road, he found that he didn't know where Chen Baoru lived.

"Where do you live? I'll take you back." Xiao Yan looked back at Chen Baoru, whose eyes were askew in the back seat of the car, and asked.

Chen Baoru blushed and breathed wine. She was still sober just now. She was much more confused after getting on the bus.

"Home, what home? My home is in Huzhou..." Chen Baoru answered with a local accent, making Xiao Yan look black.

She seems to be from southern Fujian, but this is Dongjiang city. It takes many hours to drive there in the evening.

"Where is your residence in Dongjiang?" Xiao Yan tilted his head and asked again.

Chen Baoru muttered. Xiao Yan didn't hear clearly and asked loudly, "what are you talking about? Can you speak louder? Although I have good hearing, I don't have the ability to listen to local accent."

This sentence worked. Chen Baoru struggled to get up, stretched out her hand, bypassed the backrest and hugged Xiao Yan's neck again.

Then she leaned forward, bowed her head and piled her lips on his face.

This is nothing. The next thing that makes Xiao Yan tongue tied and uncomfortable all over is what happened.

Lick!

Yes, Chen Baoru suddenly stretched out the lilac snake, and then it was like licking ice cream, licking Xiao Yan's face and neck.

God, let's have a thunderbolt and take this demon. Xiao Yan wailed in his heart.