"Brother Mo joked. This is my little girl. Let her guess that she is naturally going to face her master." Seeing Zhao Xiaohua shrinking his neck, Song Yuanzheng did not speak, even if he answered for her. How did Zhao Xiaohua say that he was the one he brought here. If he doesn't face him, where can he put his face?
Mo Chenzhou was not angry when he heard the words. He glanced at Zhao Xiaohua with a smile but a smile: "It seems to make sense, do you think so?"
"..." Zhao Xiaohua was agitated and raised her hand subconsciously. Resolutely express his truest thoughts: "I, I, I, I think Lord Mo is better!"
Mo Chenzhou touched Zhao Xiaohua's head with satisfaction, and said in a happy mood: "Hey, look back, brother and give you a good win. Caitou!"
"No, no need..." Zhao Xiaohua shrank her neck, and the hair on her back stood up when Mo Chenzhou screamed. There is no such frightening QAQ!
"It seems that Brother Song's girl is quite discerning, and you can see the strength of you and me at a glance." Xiaohua praised herself in public, and Mo Chenzhou couldn't help but start to cry.
"..." Song Yuanzheng's face turned dark, watching Zhao Xiaohua throw into the enemy camp without hesitation. No, it seems that Mo Chenzhou is her true master... But this can't conceal the fact that this stinky girl has no eyes. !
"How can a little girl's words be taken seriously? Brother Mo is too happy too early." Song Yuanzheng said expressionlessly, and then looked at the rebellious Zhao Xiaohua with a cold face: "I will take you to wash your eyes when I go back. I will be with Chen all day long. Mo Na counseled to stay together, and you are so promising!"
"Oh..." Zhao Xiaohua said by default...
Mo Chenzhou, who was lying on the gun innocently, said: "..." It was the first time he was called that way in his life, still in front of Xiao Hua! Today, if you don't beat Song's surname into a sandbag, he won't be named Mo!
"..." Zhao Xiaohua glanced at Song Yuanzheng, who was covered in darkness, opened her mouth, and finally decided to close her mouth. Anyway, the big villain will soon be able to teach him how to be a man, and she will not be mixed up by a little maid. For Song Yuanzheng’s inexplicable self-confidence, Zhao Xiaohua could only silently mourn for him for three seconds in her heart...
"..."
When all the people participating in the competition were all gathered, a beautiful woman in a smoky flower skirt with a light veil covering her face. She tapped her toes, jumped onto the ring with a light leap, and looked at the martial arts people with her fists,
saying : "Let you wait a long time, please see!" The beautiful woman said, she picked up the iron bucket on the side with one hand. There were a few bamboo sticks in the bucket, and then he continued: "Everyone's competition venue and time are randomly selected. Chengxia Villa will never operate in the dark in private. Success or failure depends on destiny!"
Zhao Xiaohua: "..." Isn't he a guilty conscience when the villain says this? And I don’t know if it’s her illusion. I always feel that the beauty on the stage has to look here after every sentence, for fear that others don’t know that this is your owner?
Song Yuan, who didn't know the inside story, nodded and said in agreement: "This method is good, fair and just."
Mo Chenzhou nodded and smiled after hearing the words. "
Zhao Xiaohua: "..."
"I don't know what a romantic character the owner of this Chengxia Villa is. He can come up with such methods and invite so many capable people and strangers. I appreciate the light work of this girl. I'm afraid it's not under me." Song Yuanzheng looked at the girl in the stands who was starting to draw lots, feeling quite authentic.
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