Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 215 Are you sure you can play?
Jingrun vs Mo Liufeng

With such a combination, anyone would say that Mo Liufeng is a sure winner.

What a concept!One is an undefeated myth, and the other is a little-known little man.

However, it is good that Jingrun can advance to the finals, but compared with Mo Liufeng, they are not at the same level.

Roland folded his arms around his chest, with a pair of straight legs crossed, and his dark eyes were like dots of cold stars in the night sky.

The competition was about to start, but Luo Zhengsheng, the host, still didn't come. Roland couldn't help but smile.

You should be careful with that coach everywhere!

Just as the game was about to start, Luo Zhengsheng finally bowed his head and walked in behind Liu Ye.

Just like the eunuch who followed the queen mother, he had no self-esteem at all.

Liu Ye's originally ashen face turned slightly pale, but it still didn't look too good-looking.

Luo Zhengsheng accompanied Liu Yegong to her exclusive seat, then walked back to Zong Sheng's waiting area with a dark face.

Seeing that Roland was still sitting there, he took a deep breath, and the corner of his mouth seemed to want to laugh, but he still didn't.

He really wanted to scold her, but he wanted her to play, so he just sat there sullenly and didn't say a word.

Roland glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt good seeing him like that.

However, she also wanted something more enjoyable.

Those who dare to play with her should also see if they can play with her.

She is not a dough, just letting other people knead and flatten it casually.

Since he played her like an idiot, she also wanted him to taste what the consequences would be like.

Roland really didn't know how he hadn't noticed before that he was such a person.

Is it because he is too good at disguising, or because she is too tender to see anything at all.

She is his granddaughter, but in his eyes, there is no blood relationship at all, and there are only calculations and use.

While the two were thinking about each other, Mo Liufeng walked over, dressed in a snow-white Taoist uniform, showing his slender figure even more gracefully.

The monstrous appearance, against the background of such a Taoist uniform, also looks heroic, which provoked the girls on the stands to scream.

"Old Luo, remember what you promised me."

He stood still in front of Luo Zhengsheng, and said in a calm tone, but those eyes were on Roland's body.

"Of course, Liufeng, don't worry!!"

Seeing Mo Liufeng, Luo Zhengsheng laughed again, his kind eyes were about to melt the ice.

When he does things, he never bets on one person.

Roland won't give him the first place, he still has a big apprentice, Jingrun will definitely give him the first place.

Although it was a fight with Mo Liufeng, Mo Liufeng had already promised him that he would give up the number one position.

He only needs to get engaged to Roland after the game.

He doesn't care about the last failure of his taekwondo career, he only needs to have a source of happiness in his boring life in the future.

With his approval, Mo Liufeng also smiled slightly.

In an instant, the shouts from the stands became even crazier.

Looking at the strange interaction between them, Roland suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, and she couldn't tell what it was.

However, it is a feeling of being calculated.

She looked at Luo Zhengsheng's face that was determined to win, then looked at Jing Run who was already standing on the stage, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

(End of this chapter)