Gold Medal Dote on Wife: Powerful and Crazy Concubine

Chapter 116 Fight to the death [11] Definitely make a fortune——

After hearing this, Chu Feiyi couldn't help but shuddered all over.

I just opened my mouth, trying to quibble.

Unexpectedly, Jing Jiuli suddenly leaned towards Feng Wanqian, his face almost touching hers, and slowly stroking Feng Wanqian's face with his right hand, extremely gentle.

The students' eyes widened, and everyone's faces were full of disbelief!
Feng Wanqian was startled, and just about to attack, she didn't realize that her profound strength had been blocked!
Feng Wanqian looked at Jing Jiuli with cold eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.

Jing Jiuli raised his lips charmingly, and his black eyes were bottomless on his peerless face.

Although she was smiling, how real was that smile?How fake?
Feng Wanqian lowered her eyes.

Jing Jiuli looked at Chu Feiyi, stroking Feng Wanqian's face inch by inch with his cocoon-peeling hands.

Shao Hanxi in the audience looked like he had received a huge blow.

Is there any mistake, Li just now...

Didn't he never care about these things before, if anyone who framed him, no matter men, women, old or young, would kill them directly?

And... just now, he actually said fifteen words at once! ! ! ! ! !

God, earth, what day is it today!

Jing Jiuli, who has always been cold and aloof, actually...

Iceberg broke? ! !

It’s over, it’s time to go to the casino, I’m sure to make a fortune——

I don't know if Li Xia will say more than twenty words?

Shao Hanxi scratched his head, then sat down properly.

A deep and magnetic voice sounded: "This young master cherishes Princess Ye very much... Then why did you arrange a contest between you and her?" Then, looking down at Feng Wanqian, he asked softly, "Say, right."

Mamma Mia, said thirty words?
Shao Hanxi fell directly on the chair——

Feng Wanqian's red lips spat out a word uncontrollably.

"Correct."

Everyone froze instantly as if struck by lightning——

No way?What about the Night King?What about the Night King?
As if feeling the doubts of the students, Jing Jiuli said indifferently.

"Don't worry, Princess Ye and I are just friends..."

Feng Wanqian clenched her fists tightly, and an endless chill radiated from her whole body.

Now, she felt as ridiculous as a puppet.

Why, everything about me should be controlled now?
Why should someone else be the master of one's own destiny?

Although it won't be long, but she really hates...

Jing Jiuli, right? She will never let anyone offend her!

(End of this chapter)