The host of the villain is too arrogant

Chapter 611 Xiang Meng Erying [15]

Caught off guard and being hit again, he barely managed to hold back the expression on his face.

But in a flash, he smiled again, and nonchalantly touched the place where he was kicked, "There is a saying that is good, hitting is kissing and scolding is love, love goes deep and kicks with your feet, little, shit!!"

Meng Jue kicked him hard at some unspeakable place with a blank face, his eyes were a little red, but at least he didn't show an unspeakable expression.

The man frowned, his younger brother seems to be good at it? !

"Meng Dian, you bumped into it yourself." Meng Jue's hand pressing on the table trembled slightly, but it didn't affect much. He murmured inexplicably, and looked dangerously at the man opposite him.

Meng Jian was keenly aware of the threat in his eyes, and subconsciously turned his body.

It was this bias that saved his life.

……

The moon passed, and the night gradually deepened.

Qingyin Pavilion seemed to have finally calmed down after a day of ups and downs.

All the guests returned home happily, and the girls were all tired, so they went back to their rooms one by one to have a rest.

"Pavilion Master, are you better?" Outside Meng Jue's room, someone who was circling worriedly couldn't help asking.

Meng Jue leaned back with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

The water mist was steaming, and the shadow curled up and blurred his face.

After a while, he exhaled slowly and opened his eyes.

The deep red had faded, but was slightly moistened by the water mist, and her slightly flushed cheeks made her lips pale.

He got up and wiped the water casually, then pulled the clothes on one side and put them on, and replied vigorously: "It's okay."

Only then did the people outside heave a sigh of relief, but unfortunately they didn't pay attention to what was in front of them, and bumped their heads against the door, only to hit their eyes dimly, staring straight into the sky.

The sound of "dong" spread far away.

Meng Jue paused slightly, probably guessing the origin of the noise.

He sat in front of the vanity mirror, not letting in the idiot who bumped his head outside, "Is everything cleaned up?"

"Zhang Qiao's people are all settled, but, Young Master Meng..."

The words were a little hesitant.

Meng Jue immediately understood the meaning, but he didn't expect that Meng Dian not only dared to attack him, but also dared to have someone beat him up in public.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise, with his means, the consequences would be difficult to solve.

He looked at the handsome man in the mirror who was five points similar to Meng Dian, and stood up expressionlessly, "Does Feng Lingyi know that he is back?"

"I probably don't know yet." Of course, this is also speculation.

It's just that if Feng Lingyi knew, he definitely wouldn't sit and watch him mess up in Qingyin Pavilion.

After all, his beloved girl is still here, and she may be in danger at any time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the woman who was staring at him intently from the stage. The woman just looked at him casually, as if she was the only one in her world.

Meng Jue's Adam's apple rolled down, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly rose up.

When he stepped down, she was gone. Where did she go?

Why did you leave before watching it?
not to say...

He frowned slightly, pulled back his heart and soul that was inexplicably tilted to the sky, and said to the outside: "Where is Haitang?"

"It's been raised, it's very good, does the pavilion master want to see it now?"

He stared outside the window for a few seconds, tightened his fingers one by one, and then let go, "No, you go down first, pay attention tonight, don't let anyone in."

"Understood." Geli's defense never neglected.

"Grandma, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me! Aw—"

(End of this chapter)