Chapter 852: Old friends met and never acquainted

The 853rd chapter meets and does not know each other

Miao Xin held the warm jade card in her hand and stopped. When she raised her head, she found herself walking in front of a room door, and behind the door, it seemed that something was beckoning. Like her, she has an urge to walk in.

Zhuo Bufan in the room was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly opened his eyes, as if feeling in his heart, he quickly walked to the door of the room and opened the door.

The two looked at each other, and they were both stunned at the same time.

Zhuo Bufan's face gradually changed from indifferent to ecstatic, and even his breathing became a little quick. This has nothing to do with his Dao Xin, but from his feelings for the woman in front of him.

"It's you!" Miao Xin pinched the jade pendant and put it in her pocket. At this moment, she was wearing a goose yellow coat with a white T-shirt lined with a white T-shirt. The dress was pure and moving, as long as a cloud of ink. The hair draped over his shoulders, standing in place, with a peerless and independent appearance.

It's just that when she saw Zhuo Bufan, the throbbing on her face turned into indifference, with a little disgust. Isn't this guy the person I met in the boxing arena today? Why is he here? What does Yu Pei have to do with him?

At this moment, Miaoxin's heart was already full of countless questions. Of course, these questions could only be hidden deep in her heart, but she really didn't have any good feelings about the person in front of her.

"Ye Zi, have you finally remembered me?" Zhuo Bufan was ecstatic, opened his arms, and suddenly hugged Miaoxin tightly in his arms.

Up to this moment, he was determined in his heart that the slightly cold or cold woman in front of him was Ye Ziqin.

Before Miao Xin could react, she was hugged in his arms. A unique male breath permeated her shoulders. The soft shoulders and chest could feel the temperature and squeezing of Zhuo Bufan's body. For a moment Miao Xin Anger and chill were all over her pretty face.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Miao Xin slapped Zhuo Bufan's chest. This palm was angry, but when he was about to hit Zhuo Bufan, the strength in his hand was a little weaker.

Zhuo Bufan stared in front of him, completely unexpectedly controlling his body and squeezing the true essence of his body into his dantian. Otherwise, slapped him with the slap of Miaoxin, not only would not hurt Zhuo Bufan, but he would hurt himself. .

Zhuo Bufan took the palm abruptly, and then retreated abruptly, with a look of consternation in his eyes. He didn't expect Ye Ziqin to not recognize him at all.

What's more, the chill on Ye Ziqin's face and the coldness in his eyes were not disguised at all, it was a real disgust and indifference.

Thinking of this, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth.

"Dengtu, the prodigal son, I don't know you at all. If you dare to be rude, believe it or not, I will kill you now." Miao Xin scolded coldly.

She had been merciful just now, otherwise, she would probably kill the young man in front of her.

"Ye Zi, don't you really remember me? I am Zhuo Bufan. Do you remember the days when we got married, went to Wuzhen together, and watched the temple fair together?"

Zhuo Bufan looked sad, and his face was full of consternation and panic. Did Ye Ziqin really forget him, or did she say that the woman in front of her was not Ye Ziqin at all.

"I've been living since I was a child...I don't even know you anyway." Miao Xin pursed her thin lips, looking at the sadness and sadness on the young man's face, but there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, and it seemed that there was still a little bit more. Heartache.

Even if Zhuo Bufan condensed the true essence in his body, his body could only be tickled even if a bullet hit it. What really made him vomit blood was that Ye Ziqin didn't recognize him. He accumulated a year of longing for him. Infiltrating the heart and lungs, so I vomit blood.

"If you dare to insult me, I won't be merciful anymore." Miao Xin said, turning around and walking towards her room. The reason why she didn't make a heavy hand was because she didn't feel like the teenager in front of her. The bad guys, especially the sadness and sadness in his eyes, don't seem to be disguised.

Maybe the other party just regarded her as his old friend, so he was so excited, otherwise, like her descendant of Miaoxue Divine Palace, how could he tolerate being frivolous by ordinary men.

But when Miao Xin was thinking about it, a group of people had already walked in front of him. The leader was a bald man in a suit and bow tie. Behind him was a group of revealingly dressed girls with hot bodies. The smell of various perfumes was mixed. Together, scattered in the corridor.

These people actually walked directly into Zhuo Bufan’s room, Miao Xin squeezed his fist, and the slight sympathy that Zhuo Bufan was holding in his heart turned into a real disgust, "It really is the prodigal son of the disciple, Feng Liu Dude, I thought he was a lover."

Miao Xin thought, she went back to her room, and when Miao Zhu came back, she had brought back big and small bags to eat. Seeing that the senior sister's face was not good, Miao Zhu couldn't help showing a suspicious look:

"Senior Sister, your complexion is not so good, is it uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, it's just that I'm in a bad mood."

When she noticed this change in her heart, her pretty face changed color slightly. She and Zhuo Bufan met with each other, even if he regarded himself as an old friend, then they were just strangers. Why did she feel so in her heart right now? Yes, it's uncomfortable.

Zhuo Bufan wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He knew that Ye Ziqin had completely forgotten him now. Even with such an explanation, I am afraid it would be useless.

"Master Zhuo, the second master told me to bring a few girls over to chat with you, how about these ones, if you don't like them, I'll change them for you right away?" The bald scorpion showed a flattering smile on his face and nodded and bowed. Said, "Hurry up and call the master."

"Hello, Master." A row of beauties of various colors bent over, folded their hands on their abdomens, and shouted in unison.

"Fuck, I don't need it." Zhuo Bufan frowned and said indifferently.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the bald scorpion was stunned for a moment. Then he found that Zhuo Bufan's face was gloomy and cold, and he couldn't help but startled, and quickly turned around with a group of women.

"Brother Bald, what kind of boss is that? He doesn't look down on our sisters. Isn't he bad?" A woman said with some disdain.

Just after speaking, the bald scorpion slapped her face fiercely, "Damn, speak quietly to Lao Tzu, if you offend Master Zhuo, I will throw you to Africa to be a chicken."

"Yeba, no matter what happens to you, I will definitely find out." Zhuo Bufan squeezed his fist, a light flashed in his eyes.