Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The corner of Lan Jue's mouth twitched, and a fit of anger arose in his heart, and he passed out when he walked up to him.

Seeing that someone was about to fall on top of him, Lan Jue simply turned sideways slightly, intending to reach out to support Wang Xiangxue, at least not to fall on top of him.

The moment Lan Jue stretched out his hand helplessly, Wang Xiangxue's body stopped slantingly in mid-air, held up by an invisible force, and couldn't fall down.

Wang Xiangxue wasn't dizzy in the first place, she just wanted to use dizziness to resolve her embarrassing situation, and by the way, let Lan Jue feel more guilt and pity for her.

How could she know that she acted well, but someone came to spoil the situation for her.

With her eyes closed, Wang Xiangxue also knew how ugly she was at the moment. She tried to move, and it was as if a holding spell had been applied to her whole body, unable to fall or stand.

He could only stand crookedly, how awkward the posture was.

Wang Xiangxue knows who did it without thinking, but she can't do anything now, she can only wait for Zhuge Canglan to make a move, or wait for Lan Jue to come up to support her.

But Wang Xiangxue waited and waited, but she couldn't wait for Lan Jue's figure. She became more and more anxious, and her hatred for Zhuge Canglan became more and more annoyed.

She didn't understand, Lan Jue's temper was so soft, her heart was so soft, when she saw her so pitiful, she should immediately go up to comfort her, how could she be so indifferent?

Wang Xiangxue closed his eyes and didn't see it. Lan Jin had pulled Lan Jue away long ago, and stood aside, looking at Zhuge Canglan with a wicked smile.

None of the people present spoke, including that Nanxiu who sent Zhuge Canglan over did not open his mouth either. Like Lan Jin and Lan Jue, he cast his eyes on Zhuge Canglan. .

And Zhuge Canglan looked at Wang Xiangxue boredly, she wanted to see how long this woman could last...

The time for a cup of tea passed, half an hour passed... an hour passed, Wang Xiangxue held on, Zhuge Canglan didn't speak, she didn't speak, and the other three men didn't let out their breath. The figure didn't even move.

For a while, the silence in the air was a bit weird, Wang Xiangxue was anxious and didn't know what to do, the sweat on her forehead kept rolling down like water, and her face became paler and paler, now she would rather Zhuge Canglan It's better to come up and beat her up, than to stand awkwardly like this now...

Zhuge Canglan got a little impatient with the wait, she had to admit that Wang Xiangxue is really very patient, at least, if it was her, she definitely wouldn't be able to last so long...

Zhuge Canglan folded his arms, walked slowly in front of Wang Xiangxue, casually tapped on Wang Xiangxue, and then heard her shrill scream. . . .

The place she poked just now was not a pain point, but... a cut on Wang Xiangxue's back that had not been treated. The long fingernails scratched hard on the cut, and Wang Xiangxue was in pain. Almost passed out.

When Wang Xiangxue was almost screaming, Zhuge Canglan pulled out his ears, and said slowly: "Miss Wang, stand still, it's broad daylight, you are a big girl, and you can casually pour on a man, this...isn't so good, even if The girl doesn't care about fame or anything, but my brother, you have to pay attention too, don't you?"

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