"Call it again?"

Luo Zheng was still in a daze. He didn't understand why things were going so far beyond expectations!

"Isn't she making Azhen angry? Azhen will play as much as she wants!"

Scar attitude is meaningless, feel free to say so.

"Scarlet ... what am I doing wrong ... you treat me like this ..."

Jiang Yutong's face was pale, and there were tears in his eyes.

It was just this time, not pretending to be acting, but out of truth ... after all, the scar pulled her hair and her scalp was pulled down, and her face was almost deformed with pain!

"Why, A Zheng doesn't want to fight?"

Seeing that Luo Zheng didn't move, the scar urged.

Luo Zheng's heart leaped, his palms were sweating, and he grinned reluctantly, "I'm only hitting her like a bitch! If I hit it again, my hands will get dirty--"

Originally, she was the reason for the braid. She didn't want to glance at Luo Zheng's hand, her fingers were as white as jade, with a delicate luster.

Then, he nodded and said something: "Also, Azheng's hand, but it is used to play the piano! This kind of stuff is not worth dirtying Azheng."

What he meant inside and outside, he was protecting Luo Zheng.

As if, Luo Zheng was the one who hurt his heart!

Luo Zheng was very sure that he didn't know the scar, could he ... he was admiring himself?

Hey, it's not impossible, she looks so beautiful, the scar may fall in love at first sight!

Thinking a little narcissistically, Luo Zheng felt relieved.

In this case, at least in a short time, don't worry about life safety!

At this moment, the scar continued to say: "Azheng is Laozi's woman, and Laozi helps Azheng fight."

As soon as the words fell, he grabbed Jiang Yutong's hair and showed Jiang Yutong's other cheek.

"Snapped--"

Slammed down, Jiang Yutong hit Venus in the eyes.

The scar is mixed in the underworld, and it is a character who licks blood on the tip of the knife. She is just an ordinary girl. How can she suffer such a palm?

In an instant, Jiang Yutong's cheeks swelled up, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at this scene, Luo Zheng felt startled, stopped thinking, and slobbered nervously.

Jiang Yutong was shaking like a sieve, and the whole person knelt down to the ground, with deep panic in his eyes, and he didn't understand how things were like this.

At the next moment, the scar leaned over and lifted Jiang Yutong's chin, showing a little contempt: "Do you know what's wrong?"

What does he mean?

Jiang Yutong's eyes widened, and the cold breath emanating from the scar scar frozen her heart.

"Snapped--"

She hadn't figured out the answer yet, and she had a slap on her face, almost tinnitus.

"It seems that you don't know!"

The scar said so, and the big palm fell upward on Jiang Yutong's other cheek, with five fingerprints remaining on it ... that was before, Jiang Yutong himself used it to frame Luo Zhengai's stay!

"Are you hitting your face, or did you hit it yourself?"

As soon as this remark came out, Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a bit of surprise.

Unexpectedly, the scar saw this.

To blame, blame Jiang Yutong himself, the means used are too low-level!

Didn't she know that the shape of the slap mark she left behind was not the same as the slap mark she left behind?

Anyone who is wise can see this by looking at it.

As a result, Luo Zheng felt palpitations.

So, from the beginning of the scar, you can see the moth made by Jiang Yutong? He is not easy to fool and has a certain IQ, and she must be careful and careful during the next time!

Jiang Yutong bleeds at the corner of his mouth, whimpering and shaking his head, and dare not conceal it: "Scarf Scared ... I hit myself ... It has nothing to do with A Zheng ..."

Jiang Yutong is going to hang, get the lunch box next chapter, no-zuo-no-die! ! !

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