Chapter 273

Wei CI looked at Jiang Pengji's side face and couldn't stop the complexity in his heart.

It's like a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast who lives on human flesh staring at his fragile neck. His snow-white teeth still have some broken meat, and his saliva is ticking on them. The tip of his nose can smell the stench on his face. The shadow of death always envelops him. He thought he was going to die. The next second, the other party becomes a white cat with a big slap, He gave himself a clear meow

Probably, that's the illusion.

"But why do I always think you are deliberately guarding against me? Do I eat people like Luocha?"

Jiang Pengji held her cheek incomprehensibly, with a faint smile on her lips, as if she had asked him innocently.

Of course, this is limited to illusion.

Weici restrained his mind and nerves. He was like a great enemy, but he described it calmly on the surface.

"Little Lang Jun misunderstood. When did CI intend to guard against you? Don't talk deep when you are shallow. CI doesn't know Lang Jun well, so he should keep a distance."

Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes and approached him. Wei Ci's reaction was also very interesting, like a frightened rabbit.

When she saw the other party suddenly tilt back, she smiled in her heart, didn't retreat but moved forward, leaned close to Weici's ear and whispered. So close, she could obviously feel the trembling of the other party's strength. The fear and panic that could not be controlled by reason made her more and more curious.

"Wei Zixiao." Jiang Pengji stopped pretending to be innocent, resumed her previous coldness and seriousness, and said, "I don't know why you are so defensive against me, and even fear me like snakes, scorpions, tigers and wolves, but I hope you understand a truth - the more you show so clearly, the more I can arouse my curiosity and curiosity. So, are you avoiding me or trying to get something?"

I don't know which words stimulated Weici, and the other party's reaction is going to explode.

Bang——

The movement in the corner attracted the attention of others. A young man grabbed Wei Ci's hands with one hand, with cold expression and fierce eyes. On the contrary, the imprisoned Wei Ci was slightly embarrassed and lying on the ground. His cheeks were stained because of struggle or something. He looked like a frightened rabbit.

With a plop, a student sitting by the soup spring saw this scene and was so frightened that he lost his melon and fruit plate.

Er... What happened?

"Sorry, I'm playing. You continue your."

Jiang Pengji smiled like no one else. The original posture of bending down and half kneeling was changed to kneeling. She raised her hand to release the hand that imprisoned Wei Ci's wrist. People with better eyes can clearly see the faint green finger marks left on Wei Ci's wrist... It was a little intense.

Wei Ci's chest fluctuated sharply, and his expression dropped to several degrees below zero. He looked at Jiang Pengji's eyes with some blood.

"You just wanted to push me away. I reflexively thought you were going to attack me, so..."

With her hands spread out, Jiang Pengji looked like "this is not my pot". Wei CI closed her lips tightly and didn't say a word.

Propped up, he ignored the concerns of others and left tangquanjianzi with big steps.

As long as he is not blind, anyone can see four big words on Weici's back - I'm angry!

Jiang Pengji is also the culprit who angers Wei CI. She doesn't carry this pot.

She doesn't want to offend Wei CI. After all, he is one of the four disciples under Mr. Yuanjing. He has his own contacts in Langya academy and belongs to a bully on the campus that can't be offended. She wants to go to school, not fight in the past. What does she do to provoke Wei CI for no reason?

Now the situation is that she doesn't want to offend Weici. Weici himself came up to let her offend, and finally threw the pot on her.

What an injustice!

Oh, you are little Gong Ju has the final say.

The audience in the live broadcast room was disappointed and thought that the anchor wanted to drive the live broadcast. Unexpectedly, he didn't even drive a toy car.

[your Yida]: # color, just now the anchor imprisoned people on the ground with one hand. I thought I was going to drive.

[I'm on the front of the anchor]: I used to think that the domineering president's strong wall Dong was very common, but now I understand why such a common style can still be popular... It's entirely because there is a pleasure of being conquered at the moment of being wall Dong!

[I'm on the anchor's side]: should the anchor call it Didong? If you stand on the wall, you may only hit someone's chest.

Watching the audience talk in the live studio, Jiang Pengji, the party concerned, couldn't help but have an illusion——

She bullied other people's little Grandpa.

But the problem is, she's really not so sick.

Not only the audience in the live studio think so, but even the onlookers of the live version think so.

"Although Zixiao was born beautiful, he is a real man." Before that, the man who approached Jiang Pengji gathered together. He didn't know whether it was schadenfreude or something else. "Although there are many brothers, the young man is still younger at this age."

With that, he also raised his eyebrows at her and passed a look that men know.

Jiang Pengji's face turned black after hearing this.

When Weici left tangquanjianzi, the cold wind outside woke up most of his hot brain.

As Jiang Pengji said, if he behaved as usual and showed no difference, the other party probably didn't even look at him, which just went his way. However, before he had made adequate psychological preparations, the man appeared without any omen and precautions, so he showed abnormalities and attracted the other party's attention.

Now this situation is completely contrary to his original plan.

Standing blankly in the corridor, the bright white moon in the sky was reflected on the pond. The scenery was pleasant, which made his mood a little stable.

Calm down, but he didn't intend to go back. He was afraid he would show his feet.

God knows, Jiang Pengji said what she had just said, which made his hair stand up all over his body and nearly scared him.

"That's all, just stay with it."

Wei CI calmed down and gave himself enough psychological hints until he felt he could face Jiang Pengji normally. Just when I opened the door, I saw that there was no one inside, and there were some wine brands scattered on the low table.

He looked at the empty soup spring and was stunned, "where are the people?"

Something happened.

Jiang Pengji felt that there were a lot of things today. She didn't bubble much in the spring. Instead, she encountered a pile of bad things.

Especially after she was "wronged" by Wei Ci, something came to the door.

This time, it was the off-site rescue from the little partner Feng Jin. When she arrived, things had been a little big. The handsome Feng Jin youth looked angry and colorful, and the blue and purple blood stasis marks looked very dazzling on the white jade face.

Feng Jin is the second son of Feng Ren. Who has the courage to hit him and hit him in the face?

Jiang Pengji was angry when she saw that Feng Jin had not only hurt her face, but also cut her arm with a knife. She almost dyed half of her arm red.

"Where do you come from, son of a bitch? Even the people covered by the little master dare to fight?"