Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 173 Lige PUB: VIP Box Room

After waiting for a long time for his response, I looked up and found that he was coldly looking down on Xue Ziya who was standing in the round bar.

His tall and handsome figure stood in the bar where there were so many wolf girls, this equally outstanding young man almost attracted everyone's attention.

Xue Ziya also looked back at him without giving in, and the two of them remained in a stalemate for a while.

Meng Chike took my shoulders and led me through the crowd while everyone was staring at this entanglement outbreak. His cold and unruly aura made no one dare to raise a clamor for this small disagreement.

I am like a little girl who has done something wrong, pouting helplessly being taken away by him who seems to be pampered. Maybe I am envied by all the women present at the moment, but only I know what kind of person he is.

"Are you angry?" I asked him carefully as he held his shoulders and walked towards the box area.

"En." Meng Chike didn't hide his anger, and answered me while walking.

"Then don't be angry, okay?" I prayed secretly, my God!Forgive me, although the chance is slim, but for the sake of my own life, I was lucky enough to ask.

"Okay." Meng Chike replied calmly. I thought I had heard it wrong, so I paused a little. Meng Chike added: "It's up to me whether it's good or not."

I'm not ashamed, doesn't that mean I didn't say anything?
I was like an oversized stuffed doll, who was carried by his side and walked directly to a "2016" box room.

Pushing open the door, several familiar guys inside saw our arrival as if captured by a camera, and they all stopped in their current actions. The unbelievable eyes fully showed that Meng Chike came to this kind of place really. is rare.

This is a luxurious VIP box room, with ancient carved wallpaper illuminated by blue lights, a brand stereo and a luxurious sofa set.

Ling Qi has been Maiba for more than half an hour, and the others had no choice but to listen to me and wait for my arrival, but they didn't expect that there was Meng Chike among the people who came.

The originally lively atmosphere cooled down in an instant, Ling Qi threw away the microphone in his hand, and hurried back to the sofa to sit in a group of five people with their heads down as if waiting for something to happen.

Even Yin Yuze put down the drink cup in his hand, and bowed his head in silence with everyone.

What are they doing? Even my regiment leader is afraid. I subconsciously looked back at Meng Chike.

(End of this chapter)