Compared with the beautiful women surrounding Han Yue, Quan Jingwu sat alone on the sand on the left, leaning lazily against the sand back, his purple eyes were shot at his friend opposite him, and his cold body was invisibly covering the entire box.

Atmosphere, freezing.

The beauties surrounding Han Yue did not dare to continue teasing Han Yue, and they were silent in an instant.

Han Yue sighed helplessly, and was about to let the beauty beside him disperse quickly, the door was knocked open with a "bang".

"Who?" There are usually no other people coming up on this floor. Han Yue thought that some alcoholic was coming in without eyes and shouted impatiently.

"Axuan, you run so urgently, is there a ghost chasing you behind?" Seeing the person coming clearly, Han Yue was covered in black lines.

It was the first time he had seen this guy look so anxious after so many years.

Quan Mingxuan didn't care about talking to him and let out a slight tone, "A Yue, hurry up and call out the surveillance monitor on the first floor."

Seeing that he was anxious, Han Yue didn't want to make a falsification, he pushed away the beauty beside him, picked up the remote control beside him and pointed it at the large LCD screen on the wall and pressed it.

In an instant, the dark screen flashed, and the scene of the first floor was filled with excitement.

"What's the situation?" Han Yue was a little confused, "This is not good, no one is causing trouble."

Quan Mingxuan ignored him and turned to look at Quan Jingwu, and his tone became cautious, "Third brother, Jian Qing is here."

As he said that, Quan Mingxuan walked to the other side of the screen and pointed to the platform at the center of the dance floor.

Quan Jingwu followed his gaze and saw the little face clearly. He stared at Jian Qing for a moment, his eyes darkened.

"Why, are there anyone you know?" Han Yue approached him, looked at the screen, and asked, "Have you asked someone else to come?"

"Ahem, A Yue." Quan Mingxuan pulled Han Yue over and lowered his voice, "Jingwu's wife is here."

Han Yue's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was struck by lightning, "What did you say, say it again?"

Quan Jingwu, a perverted and invincible cleanliness, would he have a creature like a wife?

Didn’t he always disgusted women from getting close to each other?

Today isn't April Fool's Day?

Quan Mingxuan understood his current mood very well. After all, he had already experienced this mood personally, which was indeed incredible.

"Jingwu, do you want to go down and take a look?" Quan Mingxuan seemed to see the vortex of a hurricane rolling around his third family, and swallowed.

The third brother got angry, but no one could stop him. Should he consider going home to avoid the limelight?

Quan Jingwu's narrow eyes flashed and dark, and he stood up and walked outside.

"Axuan, Jingwu really..." Looking at Quan Jingwu's back as he went out, Han Yu finally came to his senses, his head still couldn't turn.

"Although it's unbelievable, I have to tell you that this is the truth." Quan Mingxuan patted his shoulder with a smile, "The thousands of years of iceberg has been melted."

Han Yue fell to the ground, his handsome face cracked.

Quan Mingxuan kicked him, "Hurry up, let's go down together."

Han Yue became excited and even ignored the call of the beauty behind him. "I want to see who can make Jingwu's iceberg melt and go and worship him quickly."

Jian Qing, who was worried about how to bring Xiya, the drunk cat, back, but he didn't know that Master Jing had already achieved high combat power.

She has never liked these occasions. Looking at the dance floor where the crowds were surging, Jian Qing's head hurts a little.

At this time, there were no people who usually sing and fighting, only Xiya was left in the carnival.

This guy obviously got drunk.

"Jane, I'm here, come here." Xiya stood on the platform, holding the steel pipe with one hand and waving in the direction of Jian Qing with the other hand. Her slender body made people feel like she was about to fall down in the next second.

A slightly drunk voice shouted loudly, and the people around him couldn't help but stop swaying and looked at her gaze.

Jian Qing held his forehead and pulled the corners of his lips helplessly.

Seeing that Jian Qing could not come for a long time, Xiya couldn't wait and staggered down the platform, pushed away the person beside her and walked straight towards Jian Qing.

Jian Qing raised her foot and greeted her. The people around her almost reflexively retreated to both sides and gave her a way out.

Everyone looked at each other, confused.

What's wrong with me? Why did you give way to that woman?

"Jian Qing, the wine here... is good... let's drink it together." Xiya's eyes were blurred, her fair face was slightly red with a slightly drunk face, and she burped while talking.

Jian Qing smelled her drunkenness, and helplessness flashed in her eyes. She reached out to support her shaking body, "Okay, let's drink again when we go back, I'll have enough drinks with you when we go back."

She didn't pray to reason with a drunkard, and according to her words, it would be best to take the person away quickly.

"No...no, just drink here." Xiya pointed at her fingers, obviously she was so drunk.

Jian Qing held her hand and took the person out directly. Seeing that she was about to struggle, Jian Qing warned softly, "Xia, if you are disobedient, I will take you to the snake cave. The cobra is still thinking about you."

It was clearly a gentle voice like water, and Shia suddenly felt a chill in her neck.

Perhaps Jian Qing's words worked, and Xiya followed Jian Qing honestly.

Seeing that she stopped moving, Jian Qing breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her to walk towards the door quickly.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol here is really bad.

"Oh, where did you come from the beauty? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" A thick figure blocked Jian Qing's way, and the hoarse voice sounded a little harsh.

Jian Qing looked up and almost vomited stomach acid.

I saw the man blocking her way, his colorful floral shirt looked like a butterfly, and his acne-like face was so nauseous that he couldn't be more disgusting.

Especially the gold necklace as thick as a finger on the neck was shining, and it was clear and speechless.

Is the Big Gold Chain the standard for the big money?

It’s not his fault to be ugly, but it’s definitely his fault to be scary.

"Get out of here." Jian Qing said coldly.

"Oh, I have a very bad temper. I won't let you go today. How can you do anything to me?" Behind the man, a few men in black, looked like they should be his younger brother or bodyguard.

Jian Qing sneered at the corner of his lips, "Are you sure you won't let go?"

"I'm here to put my words. I'm now interested in you two. If I'm tactful, I'll leave with us obediently. Otherwise, I'll hurt you, the tender skin, and that's not good." The man rubbed his hands, and a lewd light appeared in his eyes.

"Didn't that person give birth to a child by the boss of the Qing Gang?" Someone recognized the man's origin and exclaimed in surprise.

"Who else can you have besides him? Those two little sisters are probably going to be in trouble now."

Everyone looked at Jian Qing and started talking privately.

Jian Qingqing's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Then you should try it."

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Small theater

Master Jing (smugly): Wife, you actually came to the bar with me on your back!

Miss Jian (slapped him away with one palm): You are here too, points will be deducted.

Master Jing: Wife, please listen to my explanation.

Miss Jian ran away directly: I didn't listen.
Chapter completed!