Yes, I know he is the fourth section of Taekwondo black belt, so what? I am one thousand sections," Qiao Ziyan said with a smile, "I'll tell you the truth, he is not my cup of tea. You don't have to help him do such a boring and impossible result in the future. OK?"

"Is that Zhan Dongcheng your cup of tea?" Lao Feng asked.

"No, no, no, no, neither!" Qiao Ziyan explained, "Brother Zhan and I can chat a little bit more. Unlike Brother Zhong, he only shows off his sourness in front of me. I hate it so much, you... Didn't you eavesdrop on me in the woods just now?"

"What kind of man is your cup of tea?" Old Feng, the big idiot, suddenly became curious. It is difficult to feast beautiful women, and it is even harder to feast big stars. He also wanted to know what kind of men a top-notch beauty like Qiao Ziyan would like. After learning these messages, he would learn to pretend to be b in front of beautiful women.

"You...why are you asking me about this?" Qiao Ziyan's face was covered in redness and she whispered.

"Can't you ask? Don't you want to say it?"

"Yes...and...not..." Qiao Ziyan was embarrassed.

"What is and it's not," Old Feng smiled and said randomly, "I know what kind of man is your cup of tea to cook you!"

"What? You...you want...you want..." Qiao Ziyan looked at Lao Feng with wide eyes, obviously believing that Lao Feng's nonsense was true, and she was a little at a loss.

Seeing Qiao Ziyan looking at her without blinking, Old Feng said, "Oh, I understand. She is as handsome as me, elegant and elegant as everyone, and loves everyone, and flowers bloom. She is funny and humorous, full of personality, broad knowledge, and full of manhood. The universe is super invincible handsome guy, the man among men is your cup of tea!"

"Um..." Qiao Ziyan seemed to be talking about the central thing, and her pretty face suddenly became more and more popular. She couldn't even say a word, and her head was so low that it was almost buried in her chest.

Tell! If you don’t want to say it, just pull it down. If you ask questions, you can’t get the scriptures, you’re friends! The idiot who picked up girls, Old Feng thought that Qiao Ziyan didn’t want to tell him about this, so he was a little disappointed. He didn’t expect that he would tell Qiao Ziyan’s heart defense in his mind at all times.

"Okay, okay, don't look like this. I can't just stop beating you anymore, so I'm just talking and having fun." Old Feng now knows the truth that it's hard to be a beauty. A top-notch beauty like Qiao Ziyan is not without ideas, but she doesn't think about that at all. Could it be that if she has been a poor worm who has not been able to soak a horse for many years, she will really pick up treasures?

"Officer Feng, you... don't joke about me in the future!" Qiao Ziyan said angrily, and a look of disappointment flashed like Old Feng just now in her smart and clear eyes.

"Just kidding? What am I going to do with you..."

"Zhong Wanjun, you are so embarrassed to come and talk to me about the conditions. What does Qiao Ziyan mean? She is so domineering that she is the number one brother now."

Looking at him, Zhong Wanjun covered his eyes with his left hand and hugged his head with his right hand. Zhan Dongcheng pointed and scolded him, obviously his eyes were being pushed and fisted.

After rubbing his painful eyes, Zhong Wanjun rolled up his sleeves and put them on the rack: "Zhan Dongcheng, you..."

"What are you?" Zhan Dongcheng kept punching Zhong Wanjun in the other eye again.

Zhong Wanjun covered his eyes with one hand: "You are here..."

"What are you here!" Zhan Dongcheng slapped again.

"Don't bully people too..."

"What's too much!" Zhan Dongcheng hurriedly.

Zhong Wanjun was so angry that he trembled all over: "Okay, OK..."

"What's the matter!" Zhan Dongcheng kicked Zhong Wanjun in the butt.

"If you hit me again, you'll pay it back..."

"What's the point!" Zhan Dongcheng made up another kick, and then used his hands and feet to fight.

Zhong Wanjun ran away with his head in his arms, Zhan Dongcheng spat a mouthful of thick phlegm. Rubbed his hands and chased him, shouting, "Zhong Wanjun, don't run away, you think you are a sick cat if you don't get angry. Today I will let you taste my power. Don't think that celebrities don't fight, and the first brother won't beat people, stop!"

"Heroic spirit?" Qiao Ziyan couldn't help but laugh.

"Ouch!" Old Feng was a little embarrassed, "Uh... Heroes are also humans. The air quality here is not good, and the hero's breathing is not smooth. Cough cough, I'm short of breath for the time being!"

After Zhan Dongcheng chased Zhong Wanjun, he kicked him into a dog party, and Zhong Wanjun crawled in a mess.

Think about it, don’t think that celebrities don’t fight, and they are going to do it. They rush over and fight. No, they twist and pinch each other. You pull the corners of my mouth, and you splashed the saliva, I sniffled your nostrils, and the snot flowed. The two of them twisted and pinched it into a difficult time.

Old Feng was stunned and scratched his head and said, "So this is how celebrities fight? The stunts in filming are so good now. Haha, fortunately there are no paparazzi here, otherwise it would definitely be the front page headline!"

"It's all your provocations. Officer Feng, you really... haven't grown up! I have to persuade them." Qiao Ziyan said and ran over. She really couldn't find any words to describe Lao Feng.

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I haven't grown up? They are the two of them. The child is going to go over to persuade him! Old Feng also wanted to run over to persuade him, but he thought about it. These two men and one woman are messy enough. Isn't it a mess to go over again? Didn't Xiao Zhong keep saying that he would kick Zhan Dongcheng's baby? He just created an opportunity for him to resolve the grudges. A man who just said nothing but said nothing, but who knew that they would be so graceless.

Lao Feng thought about it and said that it was okay to hang up now, so he ran back.

When he returned to his residence in the west, Lao Feng entered the door and saw that it was pitch black all around. He was not familiar with him when he first came here, so he had to take out a lighter and light the light switches around the cold wall. After touching it, he suddenly remembered that in order to maintain the mysterious characteristics of the castle, the castle had no electricity at all. When he and Fang Ting were eating instant noodles, they ordered the oil lamps prepared for the guests here.

Turn off the lighter that was already burning and burned, and blew it with your mouth to help reduce the cooling. Then I continued to hit it but couldn't hit it anymore, and the lighter broke down.

"Aren't you all asleep..., right..., right, kidding..., kidding..., kidding..." Old Feng roared, and echoes came from the empty hall. Damn, terrifying! The echo of the big house made of this stone is huge. How could these monkeys sleep at this time? What's more, they're so excited that they can sleep for a day? Could it be that they are hiding together to scare me?

Lao Feng, a super atheist, doesn't believe that there are ghosts in this world, and he is not afraid of even ghosts. However, this person will still be scary. Lao Feng's nerves are not as big as he is numb to the sudden fright. While fumbled lightly to find the oil lamp in the fireplace, he listened vigilantly to the sounds from all directions. Who dares to scare me? The man greeted his head with an iron fist, and the woman greeted her chest with an iron claw.

After walking a few steps, I saw a ball of white things floating by on the stairs. Old Feng was secretly amused. He really wanted to scare me. Unfortunately, he used the wrong method and suddenly jumped out to play the nerve-stimulating scaring method. This trick of pretending to be magic is useless. Do you really think that if you float around with a white sheet, you can scare me?

After fumbled for a few more steps, the white thing floated back from the opposite direction. Old Feng continued to grop forward without hesitation, flew forward with his five fingers, and kept turning in his hand with the broken lighter.

"Hu..." Bai Yingzhao floated past the front again as if it was the same.

"Ghost! My mother! It's so scary!" Old Feng shouted deliberately, and with his wrist, the lighter in his hand was extremely accurate to greet the white thing. He could only hear a crisp sound of "?", and the ghost-pretending torture was hit in the head.

"Ah! Hiss..." A female voice came to Lao Feng's ears.

Female! Hehe! The only students who dare to joke with Lao Feng are Su Qingqing and Lin Siqi. No matter which of these two little girls, Lao Feng is too lazy to care about the same thing, so he decided to use the same trick again. Anyway, Su Qingqing scared him last time and was also "accidentally" grabbed the chest by him? Since it was delivered to the door again, I was worried that there would be no fun. I will catch enough money this time!

"There is a ghost! It's so scary! Beat you to death! Beat you to death!" Old Feng pretended to shout and rushed towards the white thing.

The thing was too late to flash, and it was suddenly thrown to the ground by Lao Feng. His soft body and seductive body fragrance, Lao Feng sniffed, and his hands were up and down and quickly touched the two plump objects, rubbed them slightly, and said while rubbing: "Damn, this ghost is still physical. Since you carry a big steamed bun, don't come out to eat people. You are so greedy! You still want to eat people? Look, I won't pinch your big steamed buns, so you don't even have to eat steamed buns!"
Chapter completed!