Chapter 55

With her bad wine, there will be an accident when she gets drunk!

"There's a good play to see." The Tang Dynasty gloated at the tranquility, and fortunately blew a loud whistle.

"Rong Shao, grandma Rong Shao is drunk, so..." the man saw Rong Yan come forward angrily and couldn't help explaining.

Rong Shao didn't give him a look. He just opened his hand and grabbed it. Anning was pulling down. Mo Qingge exclaimed, "Anning!"

Falling down, Anning fell heavily to the ground and made a dull noise. Suddenly, more than a dozen people in the corridor dared not breathe and looked at the scene.

Luo Anning ate the pain, gradually pulled back some reason, saw Rong Yan condescending, looked at her angrily, looked at herself lying on the ground, her brain turned, and she got up.

He yelled at Rongyan: "Rongyan, you took the wrong medicine?!"

The spine hit the ground, and now it's still burning. She can't swallow the anger.

"Luo Anning, you fucking say it again to me?" Rong Yan was angry, his tall body approached her, and his eyes looked at her like quenched ice.

"Psycho! I don't want to quarrel with you. Get out of the way!" Luo Anning rubbed his aching back. Seeing so many people in the corridor, he didn't want to continue to make trouble with him. He reached out and pushed him away.

"Why, now you know you're ashamed? Didn't you have a good time hugging men in public just now? Lower. Cheap woman!" Rong Yan sneered and opened his mouth ruthlessly.

"Pa -"

Luo Anning shook his numb hand, looked at the clear palm print on Rong Yanjun's face, and said unwilling to show weakness: "Rong Yan, you are shameless!"

His face ached faintly. Rong Yan looked at her late. It seemed that he couldn't believe that the woman dared to beat him, or in full view of the public.

His eyes suddenly turned cold. Jun's face was gloomy with the darkness of mountain rain and wind all over the building. He clasped her neck and took a few steps to press her on the wall. Rong Yan made a cold voice: "falling peace, you want to die!"

His neck was pinched and he breathed less and less air. Luo Anning opened his fingers with his hands. Rongyan's lips aroused a bloodthirsty smile. Sen Leng Jieran.

"Hun... Egg, put... Open me... Cough..." Luo Anning's face turned red and gradually turned blue and purple.

Mo qiange watched anxiously, thrust Lu silently into the arms of a man beside him, strode forward, clasped Rongyan's wrist, and his tone turned cold: "let her go."

Rongyan hooked his lips, "what qualifications do you have for me to let go?"

Mo Qingge's eyes were deep. "I'm her friend, so I can't see anyone hurt her in front of me."

"Friends?" Rongyan sneered, looked straight into the bottom of his eyes and said contemptuously, "who believes it?"

While they were talking, Anning had less gas in and more gas out, and his body fell limply down the wall.

Mo Qingge was surprised. No matter whether he would offend the man in front of him or not, he broke his wrist and fished the peaceful falling body into his arms.

"Peace, how are you?" He asked anxiously.

"Cough... Cough..." after a violent cough, Luo Anning finally eased his breath and gasped deeply.

After such a fuss, she woke up and looked at the cold-blooded and ruthless Rong Yan in front of her: "shallow song, I'm fine."