The Overlord Flower is Ling Zihai's personal bodyguard. Few people can withstand it.

Ye Fan either took the risk of drinking this bottle of strong vodka, or had his hands hurt for the rest of his life by breaking willows and splitting the muscles and bones.

Just how to choose, Ye Fan must peel off even if he doesn’t die.

"Your restaurant is so good."

Before Ye Fan could respond, Youyou raised her head from a pile of food and spit out a bone:

"But we don't drink alcohol, can we deliver meat?"

"You are so beautiful, isn't it also given by the restaurant?"

"I heard from my senior brother and the others that the lady in the restaurant can touch it at will."

Nangong Youyou said a lot of words to her face, and then her oily hands quickly hit Zheliu's heart.

She grabbed it and then leaned back to the chair, shouting:

"Oh, it's not bad, it's quite big, is it real or fake?"

"But even if it is true, I will definitely be older than you when I grow up."

Nangong Youyou even raised her head and raised her chest.

Ye Fan almost sprayed out the drink in his mouth.

Zheliu Tingtung took two steps in a row, looking particularly awkward and very angry:

"Damn girl, be arrogant to me, seeking death!"

After the words came to her, she took another step forward and grabbed Nangong Youyou's neck with her fingers.

Amazing momentum.

"when--"

At this moment, the door of the herringbone room opened and a token flew out.

With a crisp sound, it was nailed directly to the wooden pillars in the hall.

It was buzzing and buzzing.

The token is black and sharp, with the front of the leaf character flying dragon and phoenix dancing, with indescribable domineering aura.

Then a voice without much emotion came out indifferently: "I'm going to cover this scene."

Ling Zihai laughed angrily: "What are you?" "Ye Tang, Ye Feiyang."
Chapter completed!