Chapter: 292

"I have something else!"

"Just stay with me for ten minutes, five minutes, three minutes, three minutes, right? I beg you."

"Okay, just three minutes."

When Ye Zhenting spoke, the door was pushed open.

Feng Qianxue hurriedly pushed Chu Zimo away, but it was too late.

Several people at the door saw Feng Qianxue and Chu Zimo in the room, they were all stunned!

At this moment, Feng Qianxue was sitting on the sofa with exposed clothes, and Chu Zimo put her hands on both sides of the armrest of the sofa, her body enveloped her like a bow...

This posture, this action, ambiguous!

Especially, when the door was opened, a passing wind blew, Feng Qianxue's precarious skirt was lifted, and the roots of her thighs were exposed.

And the pink and tender white rabbit on his chest, ready to come out...

The atmosphere froze immediately, and the air seemed to freeze into ice...

Feng Qianxue could almost feel the murderous intent in Ye Zhenting's eyes, as if thousands of troops attacked her.

Her heart was about to hit her chest, and she was tidying up her skirt...

"Oh, I don't know if you are here. I'm sorry, I'm bothering you, continue, continue!"

At the critical moment, Ling Long came to such a sentence.

Like a finishing touch, it instantly rekindles the atmosphere.

The flames in Ye Zhenting's eyes almost burst out...

"Zoom Ting, let's go, don't disturb their good deeds!"

Ling Long smiled and pulled Ye Zhenting.

Ye Zhenting coldly shook off her hand and walked in...

Feng Qianxue felt like a cannibal beast approaching her. She hurriedly got up from the sofa, but she almost fell over her high heels.

"Be careful!" Chu Zimo held her in time.

Feng Qianxue hurriedly withdrew her hand, stepped back, hesitatingly explained: "We, I..."

"Don't get me wrong, Qian Xue and I are just talking here."

Chu Zimo saw Feng Qianxue's panic. Although he felt uncomfortable, he still explained.

"Really?" Ye Zhenting stared at Feng Qianxue coldly, stretched his hand across her satin-like clothes, sneered contemptuously at the corner of her mouth, "dress like this, talk?"

"This dress..."

"The outside banquet hall is so big, why can't you talk?" Ling Long interrupted Feng Qianxue and walked in gracefully. "I see, you are not just talking so simple, right?"

"Didn't you prepare these clothes?"

Feng Qianxue stared at her angrily, slandering her is fine, but she can't hurt Chu Zimo.

"I prepared it, but you must be willing to wear it!" Ling Long raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"you……"

"She's right." Ye Zhenting interrupted Feng Qianxue's words, stretched out her hand, and squeezed her cheek fiercely.

Feng Qianxue widened her eyes in astonishment. She never thought that Ye Zhenting would actually say that to her...

Guilty?

Who the hell is stalking her and stalking her?

"Let her go!"

Chu Zimo stretched out his hand to push Ye Zhenting, but was knocked to the ground with a punch.

"Ah! Zimo..."

Feng Qianxue exclaimed, and wanted to rush over, but Ye Zhenting held her wrist tightly. From here, she was about to crush her bones.

"Let go of me!" Feng Qianxue struggled angrily.

At this moment, Chu Zimo fell to the ground, blood running through his nose...

Ling Long and Wen Li were both shocked, and they stood aside with pale faces, not daring to let out the atmosphere.

Ye Hui, who was waiting at the door, quickly closed the door and walked in.

"Ye Zhenting, are you crazy?" Feng Qianxue roared excitedly, "Something is coming at me, why are you hitting him???"

"Are you feeling distressed?" Ye Zhenting clasped the back of her head, pushed her in front of her, gritted her teeth and asked, "What did you promise me? Huh?" JrNovels.com