Come to Douluo, don't be a scumbag

"Tang Muchen, does Ye Qingran have a big conscience, and does Ning Rongrong have a soft body?"



A series of questions made Tang Muchen's heart tense.



Dangerous.



Dangerous signals came.



[what to do, what to do] g



At this time, it is strongly recommended not to steal and play tricks.



Tang Muchen thought for a while, and after ruling out several options in his mind, he decisively decided on the final option.



The practice needs to be honest.



But this honest approach also requires some showmanship.



"I'm sorry, sister Yuehua." Tang Muchen bowed his head honestly and apologized.



"Huh?" Tang Yuehua wanted to continue talking, but Tang Muchen apologized first and stopped talking.



"Sister Yuehua, I can't help it, I'm in puberty."



The second sentence is the explanation.



"I admit that I just saw Ye Qingran's conscience, and I also hugged Ning Rongrong, but there is no other way."



"Explain."



"You see, Rongrong was in a critical situation at the time. If I didn't hug her, she might be hurt, so I hugged her."



"This is barely a pass for you, but what about Ye Qingran?"



"I can also explain this. You see, everyone has a love for beauty. Besides, I usually keep a close eye on you. Today I suddenly saw you with other women. I must be curious. "



"Besides, in terms of appearance, who is our sister Yuehua afraid of?"



Tang Muchen said a lot in a casual and unrestrained way, thinking that he should understand it with emotion and move it with reason, so let's convince her.



"Hehe, then when you looked at her, your conscience eyes would pop out."



Tang Yuehua retorted.



Standing there with arms crossed, without sitting down, Tang Muchen, who had known her for many years, knew that this guy was throwing a temper tantrum.



The point is that doing so is completely out of her usual image.



Sure enough, she has such a cute appearance in front of her prospective boyfriend, really.



Well, speaking of this, six years and six years, I am still accurate.



I am also angry.



It seems that they have to work hard to take down Tang Yuehua.



Tang Muchen swore to himself that the truth would be to surpass Tang Yuehua and arrange her sooner.



As for how to arrange it, I believe there is no need to say more.



Of course, Tang Muchen had a bitter face at this moment.



"Forget it, I don't want to blame you when you look like this."



After a long time, Tang Yuehua suddenly smiled.



Under Tang Muchen's trembling gaze, he smiled and said, "I'd like to ask you a question, who is older between me and Xue Ran?"



"You are big."



【Okay, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, you know the tricks, later you will definitely say that you and Ye Qingran are more conscientious, and then I blurt it out, and then you can fix me】



"Unfortunately, I won't be fooled." Tang Muchen affirmed his own strength.



And play with you.



"Ye Qingran and Xue Ran, who is older?"



"Ye Qingran."



"Ye Qingran and Rong Rong, who is older?"



"Ye Qingran."



"Then Ye Qingran compares with me."



This is the killer move, Tang Muchen sneered, I was already prepared.



"Although Ye Qingran seems to have a big conscience, sister Yuehua's strengths lie in other aspects. Anyway, I like it the most."



Tang Muchen made a vow.



"Okay." Tang Yuehua had a touching smile on his face.



"Xue Ran and Rong Rong, who is older?"



"Of course it's Rong Rong."



Tang Muchen didn't think about it.



Finally passed, Tang Muchen let go of his mind.



But in the next second, Tang Muchen noticed that Tang Yuehua's eyes had changed.



White mist appeared in his room.



This is the domain of the aristocratic ring, Tang Yuehua's innate domain.



"Sister Yuehua, what is this?"



Tang Yuehua sneered after releasing the domain.



"Good job, Tang Muchen."



"Comparing us with Xue Ran Rongrong was not comparable back then. I compared me with Ye Qingran as a test. I know you will coax me, but the final move is the ultimate move."



"So, you have touched it."



Oops, dangerous.



Red alert.



Tang Muchen felt the crisis of life and death from the bottom of his heart.



But this can't be explained, let me go.



Seeing Tang Yuehua approaching, Tang Muchen looked helplessly at the sky.



"Sister Yuehua, I would like to ask, can you not beat me in the face, or hit me lightly."



"Sorry, I don't want to choose any of them."



"A large whip 50 meters long."



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."



——————————The dividing line we haven’t seen for a long time.



Therefore, Tang Muchen was bullied in the circle of nobility.



Whip candles burn oil, one by one.



It's really sad.



Tang Muchen thought fiercely in his heart.



When I become stronger, I will beat your ass.



Beat left, beat right, let's do sports together.



But there is a long way to go.



And today Tang Yuehua ordered him not to sleep with her, so he could only sleep alone.



crying.