Playful Concubine: The President is personally favored

Chapter 3 Either Fortune Telling or Drinking (1)

This is really, the sun is going to come out from the west!
Ji Youyou didn't look at Uncle Ling, but stabilized his figure, walked towards the stage, and took off his gloves... He raised his head suddenly, and looked at He Yu and Quan Ziqi resentfully, "I will definitely let you, regrettable."

After she finished speaking, she approached He Yu suddenly and quickly, and slapped He Yu fiercely on the face.

With a sound of "啪~", the audience was in an uproar.

He Yu didn't expect that Ji Youyou would hit him at all, so he didn't have any precautions, and took the slap firmly.

He was actually beaten by Ji Youyou?

He Yu stared at Ji Youyou in disbelief, "You..."

Just as he said the word you, he rolled his eyes inexplicably and passed out.

In a panic, Quan Ziqi caught He Yu's fallen body, and didn't have time to think about what was going on, and didn't pay attention to Ji Youyou's actions.

Taking advantage of Quan Ziqi's panic, Ji Youyou immediately wiped it on Quan Ziqi's neck, quickly and ruthlessly.

Show no mercy.

everything is over.

Ji Youyou crushed the portrait on the ground with one foot, and walked towards the door.

The moment Ji Youyou turned around, Quan Ziqi, like He Yu, passed out inexplicably.

The whole wedding scene was completely messed up.

"Ji Youyou, you vicious woman, what did you do to my son?"

"He Yu...wake up...wake up..."

"Ji Youyou, you will die badly."

Ji Youyou completely ignored everything behind her, and walked towards the door in despair, like a ray of ghost, full of sinister energy.

The uncle Ling Xie who was standing in the corner flicked his silver hair charmingly, and smiled heartlessly, "Jing Chuan, you guys from the Ability Bureau are quite fat! How dare you use your abilities in front of ordinary people. "

Zhou Jingchuan pushed his black-rimmed glasses and smiled gracefully, "Ling, you people in the world of cultivating immortals don't give in too much."

"This woman is quite interesting, I like it." The evil and charming man put on his sunglasses and disappeared in place out of thin air, as if he had never existed before, which was very strange.

Zhou Jingchuan shook his head helplessly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, he walked away from the church.

……

Just as Ji Youyou walked out of the church, Uncle Ling suddenly appeared and blocked Ji Youyou's way, "Daoist friend, I see that your seal is dark and your eyes are dull, you must be trapped by love..."

Ji Youyou waved his hand irritably, "Go away, I don't care about fate."

Uncle Ling firmly fixed Ji Youyou's body, making it impossible for Ji Youyou to move.

Ji Youyou was surprised, he is also a cultivator?
Uncle Ling lifted Ji Youyou's hair, and smiled evilly, "It's either fortune-telling or drinking. You choose one."

drink wine?

Ji Youyou raised her head and looked straight at Taishu Ling.

The short silver-white hair was blown slightly by the wind, making the man in front of him look wickedly beautiful.Although he was smiling, there was not much warmth in that smile, instead there was a sense of alienation.There was a sense of playfulness in the long and narrow eyes, but they were also full of charming luster.

The man in front of him gave Ji Youyou a naughty and naughty feeling, but he was so noble and elegant, which was really contradictory.

Suddenly, she showed a smile uglier than crying, imitating Tai Shuling's tone, "Daoist friend, I have a story, do you have wine?"

Uncle Ling's mouth twitched, he pulled up Ji Youyou's mourning clothes and got into the high-end car parked beside him, "Come with me."

(End of this chapter)