Chapter 171

For some reason, Zhao Ji, who had a scar-like black mark on his face, and Chen Jie looked over there in a daze.

Wang Yang stepped on the table, stretched out his hands, and steadily supported Li Qingzhao's lodged upper body, and then Li Qingzhao's head pressed on Wang Yang's face.

The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment. The old driver Chen Jie even subconsciously tilted his head down to see the part where Wang Yang held his hands up. He couldn't help but stutter in his heart. This kid was really lucky by chance.

Now, we use montage to play the scene just now in slow motion.

The brush that Wang Yang threw out casually in order to save the person was originally flying towards the ground. I don’t know what kind of nerves Zhao Ji, the smug young man, was so angry that he reached out to fish it. But the hand was not sure and hit the pen. Then the brush spun and threw a long ink stain on the face of the little white-faced.

At this moment, Li Qingzhao was slowly falling down. She opened her hands in horror and looked in despair at the plate of roast chicken that was getting closer and closer to her pink and white pretty face. The chicken butt was prideing up at her.

But the next moment, a long leg suddenly made the arrogant and shiny chicken butt disappear without a trace. Then, a pair of big hands, ten fingers spread out, suddenly appeared under him, and steadily held him.

Li Qingzhao was so happy that she took a breath as if she was fresh in life, she was not calm in an instant. The position where the two big hands were held up was actually his own... It was neither the butt nor the waist, but the woman's.

So, after hesitating for seven or three-quarters of a second, Li Qingzhao opened the rosy cherry mouth, began to use the muscles in her neck to squeeze the vocal cords, and began to shake the cute little tongue hanging deep in her throat.

While screaming, he looked up, and then he just hit Wang Yang's straight nose bridge who was just lowering his head to see the situation...

Click! After the playback, Li Qingzhao's screams, whose head hit something, turned into a painful cry. Wang Yang's erect nose was hit hard and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The ink stains that were thrown over Zhao Ji's face were splashed and his face was splattered, and the meaningful tsk sound of Chen Jie, the old driver, seemed very disharmonious at this moment.

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Wang Yang sat upright with a black look on his face, with a ball of rice paper blocking on both sides of his nostrils, and even a piece of whiteness was exposed to his nose, which was really funny.

Damn it, the old saying goes, "A pig's nose is inserted into a green onion." I am a gentleman at least, and I have to insert two brushes into my nostrils. At least I can say that I am performing non-mainstream calligraphy art.

But what can I put two pieces of rice paper into? But it won’t work. I just got Li Qingzhao’s eight lady and hit Wang Yang’s straight nose, and two tubes of blood were covered. Wang Yang even doubted whether the Li family’s wife had practiced it specially, otherwise why after hitting it, Wang Yang suddenly felt that she was as strong as Xiang Yu, who was like a super meat among the king pesticides, would be affected by dizziness and blood.

The rabbit girl Li Qingzhao blushed like an autumn apple, or a cinnabar with impurities cleared. Her expression was squinting, her bright eyes were shy and angry, um... In short, it was very complicated. She raised her watery phoenix eyes from time to time to look at Wang Yang, and then quickly looked away.

Zhao Ji next to him was very miserable and was rubbing the ink marks on his face with a silk squid. He was so itchy. Next time he took a brush without ink to try it. If he didn't believe it, he would.

Now, the atmosphere inside the private room was a bit strange. Chen Jie looked at Wang Yang with a strange expression, and then looked at his good sister Li Qingzhao.

He also deliberately pretended to be very ignorant and said curiously. "Good sister, why are your face so red? In order to save you, Mr. Wang and you don't say thank you. What's going on?"

Li Qingzhao was very entangled and crazy inside, both angry and very annoying. It was too appropriate to use the adjective of shame and anger at this moment.

That's right, my feet were numb just now and I fell forward. It was Wang Yang, an old driver who saved me bravely, but this is not the point.

The point is that the rogue's hands were actually held in his own place, and there ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"It's okay, what's there to thank for such a trivial matter?" Wang Yang said in a muffled voice, unable to breathe his nose. When he talked about it, the nasal sound was so heavy that it was like a subwoofer and it also had a terrible sound effect.

"Your nose, you're fine..." In the end, the kind rabbit girl finally felt that Wang Yang, the brave benefactor, must have not done it on purpose. She could only suppress her shame and asked in a low voice.

"Well, fortunately, I shouldn't be disfigured." Wang Yang rolled his eyes wide. Could it be that the problem caused by not looking at the calendar and choosing a good time when he went out today?

First, he pinched Lingyun Club, who already had the desire to kneel down and lick the Honglou, and then Li Qingzhao's head was accidentally hit on the head by the Cuju ball that he kicked out. Then, the stinky girl's head unconsciously took revenge on her head.

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Soon, this small festival passed, and Li Qingzhao was stunned with Wang Yang's paintings. She never thought that one day, her appearance would appear so clearly and realistically on the rice paper.

Looking at Wang Yang, who was still stuck in his nose with rice paper and looked disappointed, Li Qingzhao couldn't figure out how many incredible talents he had, even such a young man who seemed to be a few years older than him.

"I said, Mr. Wang, what else can you do? Can you say it all in one breath so as to avoid coming out again and again. This will easily scare people." Chen Jie, the old driver, couldn't help but complain.

Wang Yang curled his lips and raised the corners of his eyes. "You shouldn't ask me what else can I do, you should ask me, what else do you don't know?"

"Are you so arrogant?" Chen Jie couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Apologize, I'm not arrogant, I'm just telling the truth." Wang Daren said very arrogantly and domineeringly.

"Can you give birth?" Chen Jie was also an old driver after all. He quickly turned his eyes and then said slowly.

Official Wang made Chen Jie's words turn their eyes white. "I'm a big man."

"Don't talk about those useless things, just ask if you can." Chen Jie said disdainfully.

Wang Yang could only groan and shook his head.

"Will you feed your own milk to your child? Will you eat with your nostrils?..." Chen Jie, an old driver, directly exclaimed Wang Daren's nose and crooked.

"Hey, can you be more serious, a woman?"

"I can feed the child, and my son can eat noodles with his nostrils. What's the matter? I'll tell you if you can..." Chen Jie raised his chin provocatively and said.
Chapter completed!