"What's more, you are just a stunned young man, what qualifications do you have to come to Jinling to be arrogant!?"

"Later, I will do it myself!"

"You smashed a beer bottle on me!"

"I will break ten of your fingers with my own hands!"

Having said that, Qian Qiufeng took out a lady's cigarette and lit it, exhaling cool smoke.

"I tell you, I will definitely make you comfortable!"

When the word "comfortable" was mentioned, Qian Qiufeng let out a strange laugh.

Ye Hao looked indifferent, indifferent to the opponent's provocation.

Seeing Ye Hao's posture, several beautiful women immediately showed disdain at the corners of their mouths.

They thought that bastard Ye Hao was too good at pretending.

At this time, can't you just admit that you are afraid?

Still pretending?

It's really a cooked duck with a hard mouth!

"However, you don't have to be afraid, I won't touch you for the time being."

When Qian Qiufeng saw Ye Hao's indifferent expression, the smile on her face became more playful.

She stretched out her index finger to lift Ye Hao's chin, and said with a light smile, "When your woman is also captured, we will make you a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate."

"Aren't you Zheng Man'er's door-to-door husband?"

"Didn't you marry her for three years and never touch her?"

"In a moment, we will let you get what you want!"

"We will let you see with your own eyes how coquettish your woman is in the hands of other men!"

"Hehehe, don't be angry, and don't be upset."

"After all, it has fallen into our hands, and you have no other good solution other than accepting your fate..."

For Qian Qiufeng, Ye Hao's insult to them this time was too much.

Simply torturing Ye Hao's physical body is meaningless.

What she wants to do is to completely crush Ye Hao's most important thing into scum.

Let Ye Hao completely collapse from body to mind, and make Ye Hao's life worse than death, this is the only way to be comfortable and cool!

Li Yabiao also deliberately sniffed his nose at this moment, and said wretchedly: "I seem to smell Zheng Man'er!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of a woman from a top family, I have to!"

"Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic!"

Hearing Li Yabiao's quite literary words, the dozen or so men around all laughed. JrNovels.com