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Chapter 173 There is an old saying: A pig's nose is stuffed with green onions to pretend to be an elephant (please subscribe for recommendation for the fourth update)
Chapter 171

Zhao Ji, who had a black mark like a knife scar on his face for some reason, and Chen Jie stared at that side in dumbfounded.

Wang Yang put one foot on the desk, stretched out his hands, and firmly supported Li Qingzhao's upper body which was lying down, and then Li Qingzhao's head was pressed against Wang Yang's face.

The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment. Chen Jie, the old driver, even subconsciously tilted his head and looked down at the part that Wang Yang was holding up with both hands. It's really a blessing to hit by mistake.

Now, we use the montage method to replay the talented scene in slow motion.

The writing brush that Wang Yang threw casually in order to save someone originally flew towards the ground.I don't know what kind of nerves Zhao Ji, a frightened young man, stretched out his hand to fish for. As a result, his hand missed the pen holder and hit the pen holder. Then, the brush swirled and threw a long line of ink on the face of this little boy. stains.

At this moment, Li Qingzhao was slowly falling down. He opened his hands in horror and looked at the plate of roast chicken that was getting closer and closer to his pink and fair pretty face. He looked up at himself.

But at the next moment, a pair of long legs suddenly made that arrogant and shiny chicken butt disappear without a trace, and then, a pair of big hands with fingers spread out suddenly appeared under him, supporting him firmly.

Li Qingzhao was overjoyed at this moment. He took a breath like he was born again, and instantly lost his composure. The place where those two big hands were lifted was actually his own... It was neither the buttocks nor the waist, but a woman's. well.

Click!At the end of the replay, Li Qingzhao's scream turned into a cry of pain when his head hit something, and Wang Yang's straight nose was hit hard, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Zhao Ji, whose face was splattered with ink stains from flying over, couldn't help but let out a strange cry, while Chen Jie, the old driver's meaningful tsk-tsk sound seemed very discordant at this moment.

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Wang Yang sat there with a black face, with a ball of rice paper blocked in each nostril, and a part of white life sticking out of his nose, which is really funny.

What's the matter, there is an old saying that a pig's nose is filled with scallions to pretend to be an elephant. At any rate, my brother is an upright and dignified gentleman, with two brushes inserted in his nostrils. At least he can say that he is performing non-mainstream calligraphy art.

What can be filled with two lumps of rice paper?But I can't do it, I just got hit by Li Qingzhao's eighth woman's head, directly on the bridge of Wang Yang's straight nose, two tubes of blood, Wang Yang even wondered if this lady of the Li family had practiced it specially, Otherwise, after the collision, Wang Yang suddenly felt that he, who was originally as strong as the super meat T Xiang Yu in the king's pesticide, would suffer dizziness and bleeding damage.

And Li Qingzhao, the bunny girl, blushed like an apple in autumn, and like cinnabar that had been cleaned of impurities.His expression was swaying, his bright eyes were shy and angry, um... Anyway, it was very complicated, he raised his watery Danfeng eyes to look at Wang Yang from time to time, and then quickly looked away.

And Zhao Ji next to him was struggling to wipe the ink marks on his face with a silk handkerchief, and his hands were so fucking itchy, next time he would try it with a brush without ink, if he didn't believe it.

Now, the atmosphere in the private room was a little weird. Chen Jie looked at Wang Yang with a strange expression, and then at his good sister Li Qingzhao.

He also deliberately pretended to be very ignorant and said curiously. "Good sister, why is your face so red? In order to save you, Mr. Wang almost broke the bridge of your nose and you didn't even say thank you. What's going on?"

Li Qingzhao was very entangled and frantic in his heart. He was very angry, but at the same time, the adjective mixed with shame and anger was too appropriate for this moment.

That's right, my feet were numb just now, and I fell forward. It was the old driver Wang Yang who bravely saved me, but that's not the point.

"It's okay, there is nothing to thank for such a trivial matter." Wang Yang said in a muffled voice, unable to breathe through his nose, and when he talked about it, his nasal voice was as heavy as a subwoofer, and he also had a special sound effect.

"Your nose, are you okay..." In the end, the kind-hearted rabbit girl finally felt that Wang Yang, a benefactor who was brave enough to do justice, must not have done it on purpose, so she could only suppress her shame and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's okay, it shouldn't be disfigured." Wang Yang rolled his eyes, could it be that the problem was caused by not looking at the almanac when he went out today to pick a good time to go out?
First, it's okay to strangle you to death with Lingyun Club, who already has the heart to kneel and lick to Yihonglou, then Li Qingzhao's head was accidentally hit on the head by a kicked kick by him, and then, this stinky girl's head unconsciously Revenge came back.

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Soon, this small festival passed, and Li Qingzhao was holding Wang Yang's painting in a daze, never thinking that one day, his appearance would appear so clearly and realistically on the rice paper.

Looking at Wang Yang who was still stuffed with rice paper in his nose, Li Qingzhao really couldn't figure out how unbelievable it was for such a young man who looked a few years older than himself. talent.

"I said, Mr. Wang, what else do you want? Can you say it all at once, so as not to pop up again and again, it is easy to scare people, you know." Chen Jie, the old driver, couldn't help complaining. .

Wang Yang curled his lips and raised the corners of his eyes. "You shouldn't ask me what else I can do, you should ask me what else you can't do?"

"Are you so arrogant?" Chen Jie couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, I'm not being arrogant, I'm just telling the truth." Mr. Wang said arrogantly and domineeringly.

"Would you like to have a baby?" Chen Jie was an old driver anyway, his eyeballs rolled around quickly, and then he said slowly.

Official Wang made Chen Jie's words roll his eyes. "I'm a big man."

"Don't talk about those useless things, just ask if you will." Chen Jie said disdainfully.

Wang Yang could only grunt and shook his head.

"Would you be able to feed your own milk to your child? Would you be able to eat with your nostrils?..." Chen Jie, an old driver, made Wang Daguan twist his nose in anger.

"Hey, can you, this woman, be more serious?"

(End of this chapter)