Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 52
It's fine for Lu Feifan to abstain, but Brother An, why is he reluctant to let her be a girl!
Because it shouldn't be!Last time, when the college belle confessed to him, he was so disgusted that he asked for bodyguards to throw her out.

It's not his way to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so what is he doing for it? ?

Don't you just want to lose yourself!He just wanted to see himself with his hair cut off, that's why he was like this! !

...This, Brother An really doesn't think so!

"Hey, Brother An, you agreed to go to the competition."

Long Qianyao suddenly jumped in front of An Moran, reaching out to grab his arm that was shot some time ago.

A flash of light flashed through An Moran's eyes behind the lens, and the expressions of the bodyguards behind him changed when they saw Long Qianyao's action, but they still stood motionless without An Moran's permission. Behind him, there was only a hint of worry in his eyes.

An Moran gently blocked Long Qianyao's hand away, quietly looked at Long Qianyao with her dark eyes, and smiled suddenly.

"I'm in the game, but I didn't say I won't abstain!"

"..."

Hearing An Moran's words, Long Qianyao suddenly felt that he was messed up and his whole body collapsed.

"By the way, A Yao, this is for you!!"

As if remembering something, An Moran stretched his hand back, and the bodyguard behind immediately took out a card respectfully and put it in his palm.

"Ah Yao, take it!"

An Moran held the card with a smile, the gorgeous curvature of the corner of his mouth softened his coldness, and his whole body was like a piece of flawless jade, exuding a warm luster.

Long Qianyao was slightly taken aback, looking at the golden card in An Moran's hand, thinking in his heart, could it be that Brother An felt ashamed of me and wanted to make up for something.

Long Qianyao thought wildly, took the card, looked at it, and threw it away angrily in just a second.

It's like a hot potato.

Seeing his appearance, the smile on the corner of An Moran's mouth deepened even more.

The golden card was thrown on the soft carpet. Seeing their strange expressions, Lu Feifan stepped forward curiously to pick it up.

Glancing at it, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Angel International Hair Salon, chief designer sun, wow!! This hair salon is great! It is said that the chief designer is very difficult to make an appointment, I asked Long Qianyao, will you grow a pair of wings immediately after you come out of this angel Become an angel!"

Lu Feifan stuffed the card into the pocket of Long Qianyao's sweatpants, and patted it on!
"Pick it up!!"

"Lu Feifan——I want to duel with you!!"

Long Qianyao stared at Lu Feifan, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Then heal your injury first!"

Lu Feifan looked at Long Qianyao, and even pressed his hand very badly on his chest that was kicked by Roland just now.

Immediately, Long Qianyao's face changed and he wailed loudly.

"Let's go, Ah Yan, let's go down together and admit defeat!"

Lu Feifan talked to Yin Xiyan who was sitting on the side, but Yin Xiyan seemed to be in his own world, indifferent and empty.

It seems that the destruction of this world at this moment has nothing to do with him.

Lu Feifan shook his head, walked to Yin Xiyan's side and pulled him up. It seemed that the sooner he could learn Taekwondo at the Zongsheng Gymnasium, the better.

(End of this chapter)