The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The beauty of the prosperous age is magnified.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were breathless, followed by kneeling and licking.

[Holy shit, even though he has a venomous tongue, he's good, and he can't hate people who are riding horses at all. 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

[Go away upstairs, don't rob Miss Sister from me! 】

[Suddenly want to kill the second master and have his wife, woo woo woo. 】

[Friend, your speech is very dangerous, be careful to be killed by Rong Erye. 】

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Jin Siyuan felt pain when her jaw was pinched, and the anger in her eyes grew more and more.

She was born to be the proud daughter of heaven, but she was wronged by Mu Changying time and time again.

Feeling rather dissatisfied in his heart, he raised his hand and slapped the face of the person in front of him.

The hand was intercepted in mid-air, Mu Changying clasped Jin Siyuan's wrist with the other hand, and slapped her backhand.

"Snapped--"

A powerful slap came down, and Jin Siyuan's face was instantly red and swollen.

Mu Changying's beating movements were clean and neat, not sloppy at all.

Kelly stood aside, not only did not feel sad because her friend was beaten, but she held her heart in admiration, with stars in her eyes.

Mr. Witt, "She seems to be your friend if I remember correctly?"

Kelly waved her hand nonchalantly, "Oh, we weren't friends just now."

Jin Siyuan was stunned by the beating, and she covered her injured cheek with one hand, with disbelief in her eyes.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

"This slap is a slap in the way of another person, and it is you who slapped him."

Under Jin Siyuan's surprised gaze, Mu Changying raised his hand again, and slapped the other half of her face.

Snapped--

Two slaps fell, symmetrical left and right, swollen like a pig's head.

Mu Changying let go of Jin Siyuan's jaw, "This slap is your compensation for ruining my reputation."

Rong Liyuan stepped forward and took her little hand, his thick brows were stained with pity.

Rubbing her palm, "Yingbao, does it hurt?"

Mu Changying shook her head, "No."

These two people threw dog food to the people in the studio openly and aboveboard.

They were fed a mouthful of dog food, which filled their stomachs with hunger.

Jin Siyuan covered her face with a ferocious face, and angrily smashed the tea set on the coffee table.

Tired of hitting her, with anger in her eyes, she aimed at Mu Changying's hair, and rushed towards him viciously.

Rong Liyuan put his arms around her waist, which he gripped tightly with one hand, and led her gently to one side, deftly avoiding Jin Siyuan.

The impact was too great, the body leaned forward, and fell to the ground violently, making a sound.

An uncomfortable voice escaped from his throat, and he got up enduring the pain.

As soon as she got up from the ground, she looked up and saw the male reporter pointing the camera at her.

Jin Siyuan covered her face and let out a sharp cry.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were frightened by this swollen face, complaining dissatisfiedly one by one.

[Fuck, what are you doing? Why did you suddenly target her? Grandpa was frightened. 】

【This face is so unique, I almost spit out the food I ate last night. 】

[This woman is really ugly and stupid, I'm really worried about her IQ. I don't think there's really anything that can be saved other than going back to the furnace and rebuilding. 】

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"..."

Seeing Jin Siyuan's miserable end, Lu Qingxue was too scared to speak out, she swallowed calmly, and took two steps back.

He was planning to escape while everyone was not paying attention, but his wish failed. Just as he reached the door, the door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside.

A group of people stood at the door of the lounge.

Seeing the leader's appearance, Lu Qingxue's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted.