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"You let go!" Mu Jing orange revolts like crazy, but she is not a man's opponent after all.

Seeing that his lips were touching his own, Mu Jingcheng suddenly raised his free leg and hit Nangong Yao's lower body.

"Well," Nangong Yao snorted. The intense pain made him have to let go of Mujing orange.

To be free, Mujing orange didn't even think about it. He rushed to the door.

But at this time, behind her like a sudden shock wave, the whole body was hit by a strong air flow, and instantly fell to the ground.

When that heavy feeling pressed her on the ground, she realized that Nangong Yao didn't give up because of the heavy blow just now. Instead, she crazily used this extreme way to control her here.

"Nangong Yao, are you crazy?" Mu Jing orange roared out in horror, and a sense of fear gushed out unconsciously in his heart. She came out without telling anyone, and Nangong Yao was controlled by alcohol. If he really does something out of line, won't he

Think of here, Mu Jing orange's heart tightly taut together, and referred to the throat like a plug in the throat.

"I'm just crazy to let you go for so many years!" Nangong Yao turned her over from the ground and let her face herself, "so from now on, I will leave you beside me and let you become My woman

With that, Nangong Yao couldn't wait any longer to press her.

Mujing orange tried his best to resist, but in the end, he could not escape Nangong Yao.

Looking at his face getting closer and closer to himself, he felt his breath getting closer and closer. Mu Jingcheng didn't open his face in disgust. He even used his whole body strength and yelled, "let me go! Let go... "

But Nangong Yao didn't care about her roaring and kissing her face crazily.

"Nangong Yao, I hate you!" The roar of orange from Mu Jing pierced the whole room, even the whole corridor.

Just when she thought she would die today, suddenly, a gust of wind came from her head and the door was pushed open. Before she knew what the situation was, the weight on her body suddenly lightened.

Nangong Yao's body was easily picked up like a piece of paper, and then was thrown out.

With a dull "bang", the familiar and nervous voice rang in her ear, "are you ok?" He lifted the orange from the ground and quickly took off his coat and put it on her shoulder.

Looking at her still intact clothes, the frown of the district little Chen is no longer so deep, but the anger on the face has not decreased.

"Qu Shaochen?" Although Mu Jingcheng was in tears, he still looked at him in surprise, "you Why are you here? "

"With you!" District Little Chen heavily exhaled a breath, this just turn to see to be thrown on the ground, is struggling to stand up of South Temple Yao, the voice is more deep than the facial expression way, "South Temple Yao, you seek to die!"

Nangong Yao sneered, but there was no fear.

Mu Jingcheng looks at Nangong Yao, who is a little embarrassed. Then he looks at the empty beer bottle on the ground and the strong smell of wine in the room. He knows that he didn't mean it, so even though he hates his various behaviors, he still can't bear to let Qu Shaochen hurt him.

Even if He hurt himself very badly.

But moring was willing to believe that he was drunk, not intentionally.

Because she didn't want to associate her brother Yao with the devil, and she didn't want to believe that they were the same person!

"Qu Shaochen, ignore him, let's go..." Mu Jingcheng reaches for the man who walks to Nangong Yao. After glancing at Nangong Yao's direction in disgust, he goes outside the door.

But just then, Nangong's dazzling voice rang.

"Oh, you are here, Qu Shaochen!" He wiped the corner of his lip and looked at the bright red liquid on his hand. He pulled the corner of his lip coldly. Then he raised his head and looked at Qu Shaochen, "I thought You will be absent at the most important moment of orange's life, as you were five years ago

Qu Shaochen, who had never planned to leave, looked at Nangong Yao coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was as low as from hell. "Then we'll calculate the new account and the old account together!"

Mujing orange surprised looking at area less Chen, "what new account old account?"

"Qu Shaochen!" Nangong Yao slowly came to them, his voice was calm, like he had never drunk a drop of wine, and his look was even clearer. "Do you think that now, I will be afraid of you?"

Looking at Nangong Yao, he suddenly changed into a person, and Mujing orange was stunned.

Isn't he drunk?!

But how does it look like it's not drunk?

Is it You're wrong?

"Nangong Yao!" Qu Shaochen continues to walk toward him, although his eyes are cold, but with a trace of irony, "do you think that if you empty out the Nansheng group and set up another door, you can turn over?"Hearing this, Mu Jingcheng was stunned.

Hollowing out Nansheng group?

Nangong Yao?

What do you mean?

"What does a Nasheng group count for?" Nangong Yao looks at Qu Shaochen with sharp eyes, and his voice is also full of sarcasm, "my goal is C group!"

"What?" Mu Jingcheng looks at Nangong Yao in horror.

Hearing the surprise of Mujing Xia, Nangong Yao turned his eyes in an instant, and his sharp eyes softened down in an instant, "and you!"

With a bang, Nangong Yao received a blow on his face. He seemed to be on guard, so he just stepped back and didn't fall down He tightly frowned and let his dizzy head slow down. Then he looked up at Qu Shaochen, "Qu Shaochen, are you afraid?"

Qu Shaochen looks at him with a slight frown. He can't see the expression on his face, but his voice is still low. "Nangong Yao, I don't care how many small moves you make behind your back, and no matter what you think about C group, but I won't allow you to touch my woman, not a finger! "

"Oh, if that's true, then what was that?" Nangong Yao suddenly laughed, exaggerated and arrogant. "If Mr. Qu is not blind, I almost..."

"Bang", a fist full of anger hit Nangong Yao's face again.

This time, even if he was on guard again, he still couldn't resist all the boxing, and the whole person flew back like out of control.

With a dull sound of "bang", Nangong Yao's body fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't recover from that heavy blow for a long time. Tqr1

looking at the man lying on the ground with blood on his face, Mu Jingcheng was worried about him and hated him.