National male god A exploded

Chapter 840

"Xu Tianqing doesn't like you, is it worth it? After finally getting out, isn't it better to live yourself?"

Feng Ran approached step by step, while Chen Jing retreated step by step.

Chen Jing had no choice but to retreat, standing on the edge of the cliff.

"When will you be able to represent him?" Chen Jing sneered, raised her foot and swept towards Feng Ran.

Chen Jing's offensive was ruthless and precise, obviously professionally trained.

Chen Jing crawled out of the pile of dead people, her mental quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and her actual combat skills are not comparable to Feng Ran's half-way monk.

Feng Ran didn't have the upper hand, so he could only distract her with words.

"I can't represent him, I just represent most men."

"Auntie, you are so much bigger than Xu Tianqing, and your breasts are drooping. Do you think she will like aunt?"

"shut up!"

The one thing Chen Jing cares most about is that she is older than Xu Tianqing.

Hearing Feng Ran's stimulation at this moment, the speed of his attack was obviously slower than before.

Taking advantage of her illness killing her, Feng Ran took this opportunity to sweep across Chen Jing's neck.

The next step was a cliff, and Chen Jing had no way to avoid it, so he could only take Feng Ran's kick abruptly.

Chen Jing was kicked and knelt down on the knees, staring at Feng Ran with sharp eyes, "Despicable."

"Soldiers never tire of cheating." Feng Ran was not ashamed but proud.

The two fought for a while, and Chen Jing gradually lost the upper hand.

……

Bending her knees, Chen Jing stood on one knee on the ground, clutching her sore neck, gritting her teeth in pain.

Feng Ran was sick and kicked her neck specially.

"You are so eager to stand out for that woman, and you like her too?" Chen Jing stared at Feng Ran viciously.

"One of her admirers."

As soon as Feng Ran finished speaking, a chill ran down his spine.

He felt a cold gaze behind him like a sharp knife.

Chen Jing's face changed drastically, and she wanted to run away.

"do not move."

Soon, the police came up and surrounded the place.

Chen Jing was also taken away.

Feng Ran turned his neck a little bit, and found that Yu Linhan was standing behind him, with resentful eyes.

Turning around, Yu Linhan walked away without looking back.

Knowing that this big vinegar altar was angry again, Feng Ran quickly ran up to catch up.

"Ling Han, listen to my explanation." Feng Ran held Yu Linhan's arm affectionately.

Yu Linhan's footsteps did not stop, his handsome face was icy cold.

"Are you angry?" Feng Ran asked cautiously.

Yu Linhan paused slightly, turned his head and asked Feng Ran, "We know each other?"

Feng Ran: ...with [-] points of damage, he really doesn't remember her.

However, why did she feel that after Yu Linhan lost his memory, he became more jealous and sullen?

"It's okay if you don't know each other, let's get to know each other again now, I'm Feng Ran, your wife."

What is a face? It doesn't exist in front of her husband.

Feng Ran continued to shamelessly approach her.

"Husband, are you really angry?"

Feng Ran carefully watched his expression.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Feng Ran felt the corners of his mouth rise slightly after the husband shouted out.

"Honey, you are actually my admirer." Feng Ran explained.

Feng Ran discovered that since Yu Linhan lost his memory, his already arrogant temperament became even more arrogant.

If he didn't chase after him, Feng Ran doubted that he would really ignore him.

"Husband, why did you bring the police here? I thought you would bring someone here by yourself."

"I look idle?" Yu Linhan asked back.

"That's right, it's most appropriate to leave these troublesome matters to the police." Feng Ran nodded flatteringly.

"But how do you know I'm here? Have you been following me, huh? And you said you don't know me? Are you secretly following me?"

Yu Linhan: ...Who gave you the face?

(End of this chapter)