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Chapter 622
There is a glass of wine already full on the table.

Ye Weiyi gave Leng Ruxue a look, and Leng Ruxue's hands trembled, but she still picked up the glass of wine.

"Splash." Ye Weiwei gave instructions to Leng Ruxue in a flat tone.

Leng Ruxue looked down at Leng Jianguo who was sitting on the ground, her hands trembled even more.

Leng Jianguo didn't know what they were going to do, but he had a bad feeling in his heart...

"Leng Ruxue, what are you going to do? You have to know that I have everything you need to do. You'd better think about what you want to do!"

Li Jianguo only knew that Leng Ruxue threatened the weak, but in fact he was so nervous that his forehead was sweating.

But it was precisely this sentence that stimulated Leng Ruxue, and Leng Ruxue didn't hesitate anymore, and poured the whole cup into Li Jianguo's hand.

"what!"

Li Jianguo instantly felt his palms burn as if they were being burned.

And that hand was the one that Ye Weiyi had shaken just now.

Li Jianguo's fingers showed a curved claw pattern, "What kind of poison are you pouring on me, you bitch!"

Seeing Li Jianguo's distorted appearance in pain, Leng Ruxue felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

She finally understood why Li Jianguo wanted to bully the weak when he was rich and powerful, just to "appreciate" their helpless and lost appearance.

At this moment, Leng Ruxue truly felt what it was like to be a strong person.

The feeling of stepping on others is really exhilarating!

Although... all of this is the only courage and ability that Ye has brought her, which exists temporarily.

But she wants to defeat Li Jianguo now!
Leng Ruxue closed and opened her eyes, and her eyes suddenly became sharp, "It seems that you are so energetic because you don't cry when you see the coffin! If you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth!"

Ye Wei sat on the sofa and laughed happily.

"Ruzi can be taught."

Although Leng Ruxue is timid, she is still easy to train.

There are two big men next to suppress the suppression, and they have a little more courage in speaking and doing things.

"Hurry up and hand over my things, otherwise, we have plenty of ways to deal with you!"

"I don't know where you found a big backer. Since you want photos, it's very simple. Just follow what I said before, 1 yuan per photo, and sell it for the money!"

Li Jianguo repeatedly said: "As long as you are willing to pay, I will return the photos one by one!"

Li Jianguo is hinting that he has many photos about Leng Ruxue.

Leng Ruxue was angry and annoyed when she heard this.

Thinking that the slap that Li Jianguo was going to slap her just now didn't come down, she bent down and closed her eyes, and she was still slapping Li Jianguo in the face!
"Ouch!"

Before the fight, Li Jianguo began to pretend to be pitiful.

Leng Ruxue couldn't make a move for a long time.

Seeing her hesitation, Ye Wei shook his head helplessly.

"I take back what I just said, you really..."

This kind of person who can't even deal with enemies is really worrying!
Ye Weiyi stood up, shed her little fairy demeanor, and suddenly became domineering.

She walked over and kicked my Li Jianguo directly, "Can you hand in the photo?"

Li Jianguo wanted to run, but before he could move, he was carried back to Ye Weiyi by two big men.

The only one who doesn't do anything is a lady in the night. Even the big brothers can't stand it, let alone this shy Li Jianguo!
"Should I hand in the photo?

"Huh? How many times do I need to say it?"

"Oh, stop typing, I'll hand it in, I'll hand it in, I'll hand it in the photo!"

　Tweet: "Cute Baby 1v1: Cold Husband, Quickly Pick Up"

　　"Hey! Man, I have my eyes on you!"

　　The delicate beauty made a high-profile confession, and a certain blue-eyed cute baby followed behind to cheer and cheer, "Fuck Daddy! Mommy is mighty!"

　　Later, faced with Ye Yehuan's favor, the beauty rubbed her sore waist and hid in the corner of the bed begging for mercy, "Hero, big brother, spare me!"

　　Boss understated, "You put me to sleep, you should be responsible."

　　She widened her eyes and argued, "I never said that!"

　　He narrowed his eyes and curled his lips into a smile, and turned out the composition written by his son in kindergarten: My name is Mu Mengbao, I am four years old, and my name is Feng Jue.Mommy said she put Daddy to bed, so she had me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)