The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

The men's noises, the women's coquettish moaning, and the clapping and clapping of the table amidst the noise, a beautiful red pavilion seemed to have attracted half of the bustle of the capital.

A group of more than a dozen people also stopped in their tracks because of the extra noise: "Why, His Royal Highness also wants to go shopping inside?"

"This Qihong Pavilion really has the ability to make a person of ice and snow like His Highness move the hearts of all..."

The folding fan in Wang Yunhe's hand spread out gently, and there was a greasy fragrance, calling His Royal Highness in his mouth, but in his eyes, it was not like that at all.

Jimo Qi ignored someone's self-righteousness, but looked up at a familiar figure in front of the window on the second floor, and his eyes darkened.

Facing Jimo Qi's silent, somewhat handsome young man with a bluish-white complexion after indulgence, he became more daring, and stretched his folding fan forward, reaching towards Jimo Qi's pointed chin: "However, from a mere point of view, the beauty of the beautiful red pavilion is just rich and noble in the world, but it is far inferior to His Royal Highness who is as cold as a lotus. If His Highness really wants to get rid of the virgin body, I will be happy to guide you... "

"Bold!"

Mo Yan's small body was about to jump out to compete with Wang Yunhe, but Jimo Qi had already made a move first.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, Wang Yunhe spun around, and fell to the ground with a groan, covering his face in a daze, looking at the extremely calm young man in front of him in disbelief, as if he had never done anything, and said Zhang, spit out two front teeth: "You, you dare to hit a puppet, you, do you know, my four..." With slurred speech and air leakage, Wang Yunhe's appearance was particularly miserable and ridiculous.

Jimo Qi lowered his head, eyelashes covered the light in his eyes, looked silent and lonely, took out his handkerchief, wiped his white hands, spoke, but the words were so overbearing that it made people feel chills : "I don't know who you are, all I know is that I'm still a son of a day, so I can 'cut you first and play later'!"

The four words were cut first and then played, and he spit out heavily, with a lot of evil spirits rushing towards his face, those servants brought by Wang Yunhe who were confronting the guards of the palace also froze suddenly, Wang Yunhe remembered the lives of Jimo Qi's subordinates, and beat him violently Shivering, sitting at the same spot at a loss, watching Jimo Qi heading towards the Qihong Pavilion, what did he suddenly think of?Some gloated: "Come on, come on, you forgot, the lord has ordered?" The slurred words uttered by the leaky teeth made Wang Yunhe's face a little ugly. , isn't it?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the boy's hoarse voice.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, do you really want to go in? How can you let the other princes do what the prince ordered you to..."

Mo Yan looked at Jimo Qi's fast pace, and completely ignored the people in the palace who followed him. As a personal servant, he was responsible. Thinking of this, Mo Yan shouted anxiously. Jimo Qi turned his head and said coldly. Glancing at him coldly, there was a strong sense of warning in it. Mo Yan seemed to have his throat cut off, and he closed his mouth tightly, not daring to speak. With Jimo Qi's guards, a large group of people, Flooded into Qihong Pavilion.

"Damn!"

Wang Yunhe stared fiercely at the door where Jimo Qi disappeared, and when the boy in the building came to ask about soliciting customers, what did he suddenly think of?A sticky smile like a poisonous snake was revealed.

"Let's go, we also take Kaka!" (Let's go and see too!)

Every time he said a word, there was a tearing pain in his mouth, and the light in Wang Yunhe's eyes was fierce.

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Jun Tianyao sat casually in the private room on the second floor. The singing and dancing on the first floor did not attract his interest at all. On the contrary, he was specially called upstairs by a few dandies, and the praises from the mouths of the nondescript storytellers made him have a lot of fun. It's a little fun.

"The great grandfather and the ancestors of the Jimo family, that's..."

The storyteller was still frothing.Although at the request of those dandies, talk about the glory of their ancestors, but?The ones interspersed the most are undoubtedly Murong's and Jimo's.

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that it's not about love and killing each other. It's really boring..."

Shaking his head and sighing, the violent Jun Er Shao who feared that the world would not be chaotic, lamented his misfortune and angered him indiscriminately, his round cat eyes blinked lightly, turned around, and Jun Tianyao's version of love had already appeared in his mind kill each other.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

The lips are slightly raised, and the smile is like a stealing cat, as cute as it can be.

The peanuts in the fair little hands were thrown up and down casually, and occasionally when he opened his mouth, there was a burst of fragrance, crunching and biting. The ancient peanuts are indeed pure natural and pollution-free. Jun Tianyao was intoxicated while tapping on the table , such a day.Although it is not a fairy, it is almost the same.

Lazily lying on the table, put a glass of small wine in front of the nose and smell it casually. It is mellow and sweet, worthy of being the signature wine. The tip of the tongue pokes in, and the mellow and mellow taste soaks into the mouth. Sighing, squinting He tilted his wine glass intoxicatedly, and just after he swallowed the fine wine, he only felt a thorny gaze moving across his body.

Putting down the wine glass, his face remained unchanged. If the young boy was the prince, he grabbed a handful of peanuts, and following the game of throwing and picking, his eyes naturally roamed the entire space.

His eyes lit up, and Jun Tianyao was pleasantly surprised by that stiff back.