President love his wife ardently

Summer tea unconsciously raised the corners of the mouth, we subconsciously speak for her, let her feel special warmth.

Suddenly, her head was gently rubbed by a wide palm.

"I'm sorry to have wronged you."

Summer tea raises eyes, just to go up Gu Qijue gentle eyes, suddenly heartbeat and straight to 200 run.

She clearly felt that her face was rapidly turning red. When she did not know how to answer Gu Qijue, Ye Yu's schedule came towards them. Gu Qijue took back her hand as if nothing had happened.

"We won the dynasty with the highest points, and now we are directly in the safe zone. The next game seems to be no match. Let's celebrate together."

"Really? It seems that the level of the knockout competition is really not very good, there is no sense of competition experience at all

Han Fei said with a face of "but so.".

"You're going to stop whistling and keep a low profile."

Xia Cha subconsciously reminds her that she has participated in some taekwondo competitions before, and some people always want to do bad things secretly.

"Tea sister is right. Let's find a place to celebrate. It's my treat."

Gu Qijue ended the topic with a smile. A group of people went out, but they ran into a young man with red hair, who was swearing at the imperial army.

"I didn't take part in one competition. You even lost the knockout! It's a disgrace to me

"So you want to go to the next game? I want you all to get out of here

The hair is very fierce and red.

"Yang Yun is still arrogant. Does he think that he can change anything when he comes on the court?"

Han Fei sneered scornfully.

"Turn off your appetite!"

The cold owl snorted coldly, and Xia Cha looked up and down at the red haired Yang Yun. Somehow, he felt that his face was full of anger.

"Let's go."

Gu Qijue faintly takes back his sight and doesn't want to waste time on such people. But at this time, Yang Yun turns around and sees Gu Qijue immediately.

"Stop! Gu Qijue

Yang Yun can't help but stop in front of Gu Qijue, toe Gao Qi Ang's sarcastic way.

"Don't think you can beat the king with a victory. Your team can't win the dynasty in any case. Today you're just fighting with my second team. I'll make you cry on the day of the official match."

He murmured such a lot, Gu Qijue just looked down at him without expression.

"Have you finished?"

Yang Yun didn't pay attention to Yang Yun at all. Yang Yun's face suddenly became ugly.

"Well, you don't dare to answer me directly, do you?"

"What does the winner have to say to the loser?"

Gu Qijue asked coolly. Without waiting for Yang Yun to say anything, he walked around him.

"Yang Yun, our seven brothers mean, you don't deserve it!"

Han Fei laughs with the sarcasm and pats Yang Yun on the shoulder, learning from Gu Qijue's fan'er's taunt.

Everyone ignored Yang Yun and drifted past him. Yang Yun's face was livid.

"Gu Qijue, wait for me!"