Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 212 A Gathering of Stars: A Big Fight

"Aren't you allergic to coffee?" This scene happened too quickly, and after a long time, two insiders, Han Qing and Dai Ruisi, broke my news in a blunt manner.

Huh!Why did I forget, it seems to be true, I haven’t drank coffee since the first time I drank coffee, my heartbeat accelerated and my cup shook. That feeling is really not a general allergy.

"Ah? I don't have it!" A certain gloomy guy started to frown again, and I quickly evaded it.

It's over, it's over, it's fine if I suffer from allergies, and he's still angry, it's fine if he gets angry, the problem is that he vents his anger on me!Who told me to be his slave, God!I don't want to live anymore.

Mengchike looked at the empty glass that I drank in one gulp, he pulled me up vigorously, and walked towards Ji Mingxuan with big strides, Mengchike pushed me in front of Ji Mingxuan, making a mess I'm at a loss.

Ji Mingxuan ate his meal without concern for himself, without even looking at me.

And I seemed to have taken a fairy medicine, the allergy symptoms took effect immediately, and I was dragged by Mengchike, the ups and downs of my heartbeat hit my chest hard, and my whole body began to tremble violently, isn’t it so unlucky, isn’t it just a cup of coffee? As if dying, the rapid heartbeat makes people feel uncomfortable and go into shock.

"I..." I covered my head subconsciously, it was a little difficult to breathe, damn it!No, a cup of coffee will kill me!

"Bam—"

"Wow!!"

My eyes were dimmed, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of something heavy hitting my ears, followed by a shock of astonishment.

What's wrong?Barely waved away the dizziness in the eyes.

In front of him, Ji Mingxuan didn't know why he was holding Mengchike's collar. He angrily punched Mengchike's bloodshot mouth again. The edge of a table, crashing between the tables and chairs, made the new exchange glottis scream.

I shook my head vigorously, squinted my eyes to see clearly what was happening in front of me, propping up the table with one hand, Meng Chike didn't dodge Ji Mingxuan's fist, let alone fight back.

Ji Mingxuan picked up the collar of his white shirt again, Mengchike just looked away coldly, letting Ji Mingxuan's punches land on his lower abdomen.

I frowned and looked at these two inexplicable guys, what happened to Ji Mingxuan, he would fight Meng Chike in public, isn't he self-destructing his image?
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(End of this chapter)