Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Taking advantage of the situation, he sat down beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

Smiling lewdly: "How about brother let you enjoy it?"

He conveniently pinched Meng Hongchao's face.

Meng Hongchao frowned, raised her hand and slapped her: "Get lost!"

That man's martial arts seems to be not low. [

Meng Hongchao was drunk again, her aim was not good, her strength was weak, and the man grabbed her wrist easily.

Xiang Huai said: "Beauty, it's not good to be so rude."

He bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

"Snapped!"

He received a loud slap in the face, and Meng Hongchao shook his other uncontrolled wrist: "Dare...you dare to tease me, no, die?!"

The man failed to steal the fragrance, but got a potsticker instead.

Meng Hongchao's strength was not small, and half of his face instantly became red and swollen.

Immediately, she became angry from embarrassment: "Bitch, how dare you hit me!"

With a wave of his arm, Meng Hongchao was thrown straight out!

Meng Hongchao was so drunk that he couldn't stand still, and he knocked over two tables in a row.

Coincidentally, she was pounced on Kazama Tsukuri's table!

That table is very strong.

Meng Hongchao hit it so hard that the dishes on the table didn't move, and even the wine in the glass didn't spill a single drop.

Meng Hongchao's stomach ached, and he held on to the table to barely stabilize his figure.

Drunken eyes are looking into a pair of black like black jade, ancient well without waves.

He froze for a moment, his blushing cheeks suddenly paled.

Muttering: "Yue... Yueli... I, am I dazzled?"

Involuntarily rubbed his eyes with his hands.

The man was still sitting there, his expression unchanged. [

Not even the slightest fluctuation in the eyes.

He glanced at her coldly, lowered his head and continued to eat his own food.

Meng Hongchao felt bitterness in his mouth.

The figure in front of him was shaking, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

She giggled and staggered to her feet.

The prodigal son who had molested Meng Hongchao just now wanted to rush over again, but suddenly felt numb in his palms, and he hardly felt anything.

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