The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 133 Who is the Winner (1)
Crack - clap!

After several beautiful impacts in a row, the red ball accurately entered the hole at the corner of the table. The girls around the next table couldn't help bursting into applause, staring at the handsome man with red eyes and drooling.

Only Meng Zixiao smacked his lips again and again, and said, "You're out of standard, you're out of standard!"

Tang Song rolled his eyes. He changed his direction, bent his straight body, and pressed against the ball table. The index and middle fingers of his left hand were pressed on the green table, and he only tentatively aimed at the white ball a few times. It aroused excited discussions among the girls again, and some bold whistled whistlingly.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he was just about to shoot when a certain crow started croaking again.

"You really don't intend to take care of that?"

boom!
Someone who was showing off just now was embarrassing. The small round colored ball shook violently a few times like sparks hitting the earth, and almost rushed out of the table.

Tang Song threw down the slender cue and glared at Meng Zixiao, "You don't need to make such a cheap move if you can't catch up with the score." The boredom that had been suppressed for the past few days began to rise again, and he simply left the table , went to the bar in the corner, ordered a glass of wine, and sipped.

Meng Zixiao smiled meanly: "A black cat is a white cat. If it catches mice, it's a good cat. What do you want me to do? It's a psychological tactic, understand? But... tsk tsk, if it's affected, it means I still care."

"I care about your sister! Don't worry! I'm a fucking bitch to post it. She would rather go to jail than be with me. Am I that scary? Huh? Xiaozi, am I that scary?" Being annoyed by the question, Tang Song took a sip of wine, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.Damn, the most hateful thing is that she has been defending other men!
you have!

Meng Zixiao lowered his head and smiled.Of course, death will not say it directly.

He snapped his fingers and called for a glass of Martell, but he didn't drink it in his hand: "I heard from my sister that you asked her for help some time ago—"

"Your old Meng's family is really gossip." Tang Song stopped him, thinking that he was excited to find Meng Weiting a week ago, what an idiot!He reckoned that if a dead woman didn't apply for the G and T majors, it was probably because she wanted to avoid him!
"I also heard Shen Lue's name, so I only inquired a few words. God knows how unusual it is for Mr. Tang to ask for help. My mother and sister even set up a special analysis team."

Tang Song's face was full of black lines. It was hard to imagine that the cold sister-in-law had turned into an eighth woman. He asked angrily, "Oh? What's the result of the investigation?"

Meng Zixiao raised his orchid fingers, propped his chin to imitate his mother's tone and movements, "Is this Ah Song interesting to other girls...or is he interesting?"

Tang Song almost choked on a sip of wine, and after calming down for a while, he laughed at himself: "If it's interesting, it will soon be boring."

Meng Zixiao jumped on the high chair and said, "It should have been like this long ago, you can completely let go and change your target. Here, the girl who is walking towards us from the front left at 9 o'clock, the school belle of G University, young, pure and beautiful, absolutely Beautiful girl plus talented girl."

Meng Zixiao hoped that Tang Song could take this opportunity to quickly divert his attention.In fact, after Meng's mother said that, there was another sentence, but Meng Zixiao didn't dare to say it in front of Tang Song.That is "It's over, this time it's a bad thing!" The older generation thinks so, and Shen Lue is definitely not a woman Tang Song should take seriously.And if it's not serious, it's just for fun, and he's not worth it for that little girl, so he didn't like it from the beginning.

Tang Song lazily raised his eyes, narrowing his eyes to look at the beautiful girl who came here in the blue and white porcelain improved cheongsam, when Meng Zixiao thought that the persuasion was effective and he finally got the hang of it, he said: "Isn't she the waiter of this club? !" It seemed that he had troubled the girl to change the rod just now, but she didn't explain much.

(End of this chapter)