Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Mu Nanting can hear Jiang Fanxing's sarcasm, but what about that?

"History is written by the winner. If I win, I am the hero who happened to be born in the troubled times when the dynasties changed. Even if you lose, you have nothing to fear. You are willing to give up your life for your dream. "

It's a lot to say.

Jiang Fanxing was too lazy to talk to him any more. He stood up and patted the sand on his hands. "That's all you have to say. You can do it."

Seeing that she was going to leave, Mu Nanting stood up and took her wrist.

But Jiang Fanxing was disgusted to get rid of him.

"Don't touch me."

Looking at Jiang Fanxing's disgusting expression, Mu Nanting was depressed, "Jiang Fanxing!"

"Let me go, or my bodyguard will be rude."

Jiang Fanxing never had a good impression of Mu Nanting.

This man is too extreme.

If you cling to something that doesn't belong to you, you'll get nothing sooner or later.

Mu Nanting took a look at the two bodyguards who had already raised their guns and the bodyguards who came out from all around. With a gloomy smile, "at least your father is still in my hands. You won't ignore him."

"How do you know I'm in charge?"

"If you don't want to, you won't know it's a trap and it's coming. Jiang Fanxing, I am not wrong about you. You are not a cold-blooded person. " Mu Nanting whispered.

"No, you are wrong. I'm such a cold-blooded person. I'm not here because I'm worried about Jiang Mingsong, but because I want to see what tricks you play. No, to be sure, I want to see how you are beaten by my husband and never turn over. " At night, in the evening wind, she was wearing a wine red beach skirt. Her delicate and beautiful face with a demon force made Mu Nanting look in a trance.

He reaches out his hand and wants to catch her, but Jiang Fanxing avoids him again.

Looking at the empty hand, Mu Nanting suddenly smiles, "you don't care about Jiang Mingsong, what about your mother? And your mother doesn't care? "

"I don't care."

"It's impossible!"

"Why do ten year old women care about me? Over the years, I haven't been hurt much because I don't have a mother? Since she left me, never expect me to forgive her! "

Queen of Lai

Oh!

Jiang Fanxing's mouth, with the coldest smile.

Such as the steep cold wind.

Like a thousand years of snow.

"Your mother, she..."

"You don't have to say anything. If I say I don't care, I really don't care. No matter Jiang Mingsong or Ning chuxuan, or any high-ranking person, they can't threaten me. "

In the distance, a familiar figure came slowly.

The sneer at the corner of her mouth was dispelled by the warm sun. For a moment, Mu Nanting thought that she was smiling at himself. But when he watched Jiang Fanxing run over himself to someone, he felt that his blood was cold.

"Run slowly, don't fall down."

Looking at the stars in his arms, Huo Hanxiao chuckled, "there is no tiger chasing you, what are you running for?"

Jiang Fanxing raised his head in his arms, his eyes covered with stars, "there are no tigers, but there are annoying people."

Huo Hanxiao took a look at Mu Nanting, then looked down at the stars, "who let you run out alone, should be punished."

"I'm bored with your boring work."

"Well, it's my fault. I won't work with you in the future."

"That can't do. How can you support our mother if you don't work?"

"Eat less."

"Hum!"