Die the blood-sucking man

"Honey, it's her. She slapped her just now, and it still hurts. You have to be the master for me!"

The sound of the word "ah" was so long that it flew so high that Qiao Enlu and everyone present had goosebumps.

"Oh?" Luanmao raised his thick eyebrows, but he looked like a leader. He pointed at Qiao Enlu and asked, "Where did she hit you?"

"It's the left cheek!" Yingbin covered his left cheek and pouted, almost stomping his feet.

"Oh...let me see." Luan Mao said softly in public, which made the welcome guest think that he was loved, and blushed and turned his left cheek to Luan Mao to see.

Luan Mao shook his finger and said, "No, what I want to see is the right side."

Yingbin was puzzled for a while, and obediently turned her right cheek, but put on an aggrieved expression, wanting Luan Mao to know how pitiful it was for her to be slapped so hard.

Luan Mao half raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand without warning, and when Yingbin thought he was going to touch her cheek and showed a sweet smile, Luan Mao covered Yingbin's right face with his backhand, wretchedly She laughed and said, "That's right, the two sides of the face will be balanced! Only one side is swollen and it doesn't look good..."

"Pfft...hahaha..." The gangsters and some guests who came along with me all laughed cheaply.

Yingbin's eyes widened in humiliation, and he looked at Luan Mao in astonishment, not understanding what he meant by doing this, obviously everyone in this bar knew that she, Ji Jingwen, was his Luan Mao's woman, and now he beat her for a yellow-haired girl ?

Is she really...

Ji Jingwen looked at Qiao Enlu in disbelief, and saw that she was smiling devilishly at her, and Qiao Enlu's condescending eyes made Ji Jingwen very upset.