Ding Husong, sitting on the sofa, crossed his legs, thinking about helping the boss go smoothly, but he was secretly showing off.

Qiao Ye felt a little excited in his heart. Thinking about Zuo Liuxuan slapped a hundred loudly in the face and the scene of the slap in the face, it was quite worth looking forward to.

She even quietly winked with Lingxin, suggesting that there was a good show.

At this time, Zuo Liuxuan turned to look at Lingxin, and Lingxin quickly pouted and seemed to be crying.

Zuo Liuxuan hurriedly comforted her and said one hundred of them were very fast, then walked towards the sofa.

Lingxin's gaze moved with him until he sat opposite Ding Husong.

The man smiled, sat straight and calm, without any sense of loss as if he was about to be slapped in the face, but instead felt a sense of relaxation and comfort in solving the problem.

"It's okay to start, but Mr. Yang said it, but he refused to admit it if the strength was not enough!" Ding Husong's words dispelled the relaxed and comfortable feeling.

"Since I promised you, I won't give you the chance to say that I didn't do the right thing!" Zuo Liuxuan threw his reassurance pill at Ding Husong with a domineering attitude.

Ding Husong had nothing to say, raised his phone and pointed it at Zuo Liuxuan, ready to record the video instantly.

With a crisp sound, Zuo Liuxuan slapped himself the first time, and a red fingerprint was instantly printed on his face.

The sound made the three people watching feel pain. Ding Husong's hand holding the phone even shook, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

This guy is really real. He didn't make any falsification at all when he tried his best. His heart trembled for a moment and sighed.

"Count!" Zuo Liuxuan notified Ding Husong, who was a little stunned.

Ding Husong squeezed a word out of his throat, which made Qiao Ye glanced at him. Is this kid's reflex arc a little longer? I also asked someone to remind him.

Now she is standing on Zuo Liuxuan's side and can blatantly accuse Ding Husong.

So Qiao Ye took the opportunity to scold Ding Husong again, making Zuo Liuxuan think she was avenging Ding Husong's scolding her just now.

Zuo Liuxuan had already raised his hand and slapped him a second time, and the same power was quite strong.

Ling Xin looked at him with heartache and checked the fingerprints on the guy's face.

It’s still the right face, and the red fingerprints are obviously redder. However, is this guy stupid? I don’t know if he’s symmetrical when he’s shooting left and right?

As she thought, Zuo Liuxuan slapped the account with the third time.

Ding Husong became louder and louder, and he didn't know what was being excited about.

At this time, Ding Husong's heart was shocked, and naturally he didn't know the shock in his heart. With the slaps, Ding Husong's admiration for Zuo Liuxuan became stronger and stronger, and the voice of counting became stronger and stronger.

After the fourth sound, when Ling Xin looked at Zuo Liuxuan again, his right face not only overlapped with red fingerprints, but even became a little swollen.

Will this guy point and fight?

But it's good. If he continues to do this, will the swelling on the right appear more obvious?

Zuo Liuxuan raised his right hand and threw it hard on his right face. The fifth slap successfully increased the redness and swelling on his face.

He put down his hand and shook it gently, slapped the face five times in a row, and his hands were not easy to feel pain.

The reason he kept using his right hand was because he had an old injury on his left wrist. When he started to hit, the force must be strong, so he could only use it with his right hand first.

Seven, eight, nine…

When Ding Husong shouted nine, he suddenly asked Zuo Liuxuan to stop.

Everyone looked at him without knowing it. He pointed to his cell phone and said, "My young master sent me a message. He said he had already thought of a second request."

"What is it?" Qiao Ye asked curiously.
Chapter completed!