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Chapter 842 is it you?

Shangguan Qianyu finished drinking fish soup and was drinking tea. When he heard this, he heard the tea in his mouth squirted.

Zhou Xingyun drank quickly and had already drunk two cups of tea.

Shangguan Qianyu drank slowly and finished it, but Yan Qingrui had just taken a few sips. After feeling the fish soup entering the throat, it was indeed nourishing the lungs. A rich air rose from the whole body. The feeling of lightness and comfort, as if the whole body was filled with strength, was so wonderful.

But at this moment, Shangguan Qianyu's sip of tea sprayed over without warning.

Looking at the bowl of fish soup in front of her, Yan Qingrui was gritting her teeth. Such good fish soup was ruined by him, and she glared at Shangguan Qianyu.

Shangguan Qianyu glared at Zhou Xingyun.

Zhou Xingyun was innocent, confused, confused, confused, confused, and confused, scratched her head and said, "This is a bit boring, but it's not me who is bored, but the bastard who spent 1,000 taels of silver. You said this is a great taste. If I saw a beautiful woman taking a bath, I wouldn't say anything! It was just a young man..."

Shangguan Qianyu's face turned dark and said, "Shut up!"

Zhou Xingyun was not willing to shut up. He said with a gaze: "You said that bastard should be so arrogant. I heard that he was not only beaten out, but also beaten to the point of bruising. It's really worth it!"

Shangguan Qianyu: "..."

Yan Qingrui: "..."

Shangguan Qianyu wanted to cover his mouth. This guy talked so much today.

Zhou Xingyun looked at Shangguan Qianyu and Yan Qingrui. Both of them looked strange. His eyes fell on the wounds on Shangguan Qianyu's face. He remembered the black and thin boy he had heard before. He couldn't help but feel blessed to his heart. He secretly explored Shangguan Qianyu and said, "That bastard who was beaten, can't be you?"

Shangguan Qianyu said coldly with a dark face: "Hmph!"

Zhou Xingyun looked at Yan Qingrui: "The one who beats someone, don't ask, it must be you!"

Yan Qingrui ignored him.

Zhou Xingyun asked Shangguan Qianyu: "Is that right? The injury on your face is definitely not a hit. The more you look at it, the more you look like it was beaten by a fist. You don't have to be embarrassed. If you get beaten up, you'll be beaten up. If my silver-faced Xiao Qingqing wants to beat me, she wants to beat me on my left face, I will not only give it to my left face, but also on my right face. You have to learn from me!"

Yan Qingrui: "..."

Shangguan Qianyu: "..."

Zhou Xingyun asked with a smile: "Is that beaten bastard you?"

It seems that he will not give up until he finds a result.

Shangguan Qianyu stared at him and almost gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph!"

"Hmph means that's it!" Zhou Xingyun won a great victory and finally found the answer he wanted. He was very proud. He looked at Shangguan Qianyu again and Yan Qingrui again. A trace of meaning flashed in his eyes. He was secretive and tacit. He pointed at Yan Qingrui and said to Shangguan Qianyu: "Qianyu, I didn't expect you to be so fierce! However, as a man, he still has a bit of grace and a little style. How can you be the domineering king? "

Only then did this say, Shangguan Qianyu and Yan Qingrui, who were sitting opposite each other, could not hold back. The two of them even kicked Zhou Xingyun at the same time.

Zhou Xingyun was holding a teacup. The two of them were not only quick, but also tricky. They came from left and right, and he didn't even have room to hide. The stool fell down and others fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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