Hearing this, Xiaoyu turned pale with fright. She quickly grabbed Tian Xiaohai's hand and asked with concern: "Mr. Tian, are you okay?"
"It's okay, look, this is not good!" Tian Xiaohai smiled and patted Xiaoyu's shoulder and said, "Okay, sit down and eat! I'm a little hungry."
After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of savory radish on the plate on the table and put it into his mouth.
It's crunchy, sweet and delicious when you bite it.
"Is it really okay?" Xiaoyu opened her mouth in surprise.
"Of course. Mr. Mo was actually joking with me. It's okay!" Tian Xiaohai cleared his throat, then looked at Mo Yunfeng aside, nodded and smiled: "Brother, that's the same punch I gave you just now.
It’s just a joke. You should be fine!”
Hearing this, Mo Yunfeng's face turned bitter, and he cursed in his heart: You have the nerve to say it's a joke, you almost made me vomit blood. You must have used all your strength!
I think so in my heart, but I can't say it out loud.
"What can happen to me?" Mo Yunfeng forced a smile towards Tian Xiaohai and said: "I am a person who has practiced iron cloth shirt. A punch on me by an ordinary person is almost the same as a tickle. To be honest, what did you just do?
That punch was only slightly heavier than a tickle, and it didn’t hurt at all.”
"No wonder! I said that Mr. Mo's hands are as hard as steel. It turns out he is a practicing master!" Tian Xiaohai deliberately made a look of admiration and cupped his hands towards Mo Yunfeng and said: "Young Master Mo, I admire you.
You're rude, let me try on your iron shirt!"
As he spoke, he waved his fist and hit Mo Yunfeng on the belly with a "pop" sound.
"Ah!" Mo Yunfeng felt like his stomach was churning.
"Master Mo, are you okay?" Tian Xiaohai deliberately pretended to be very concerned: "I used all my strength to punch you just now, did it hurt you?"
"It hurts! I'm not in pain, I just feel sick." Mo Yunfeng was in terrible pain, but he still straightened his waist and shouted to Tian Xiaohai with a look of disgust on his face: "I practice iron shirt, but
You are not here to be used as a human punching bag. Come here, I will beat you back!"
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and waved his fist, intending to hit Tian Xiaohai in the face.
"Stop!" Xiaoyu stood up and stood in front of Tian Xiaohai.
Mo Yunfeng almost hit Xiaoyu in the chest with his punch.
Seeing this, Tian Xiaohai quickly stretched out his hand to block Mo Yunfeng's fist one centimeter away from Xiaoyu's body.
"Ah..." Xiaoyu was startled, thinking that Tian Xiaohai was attacking her.
She instinctively blocked it with her hands on her chest.
"Don't be nervous, my hands never hit my own people." Tian Xiaohai smiled and patted Xiaoyu's shoulder, comforting: "Sit down and have something to eat! Master Mo and I will have a good chat."
As he spoke, he gently slapped Mo Yunfeng's fist away.
"Tian Xiaohai, you are really a piece of cake!" Mo Yunfeng snorted coldly and sighed: "How long ago, Xiaoyu became so obsessed with you that he actually blocked your fist for you. I admire it, it's really
I admire you. When it comes to picking up girls, I feel inferior to you."
"Average, average! Xiaoyu is a good girl, but it's a pity that you don't know how to cherish her, so you take advantage of me." Tian Xiaohai replied with a smile.
"Hmph! Boy, don't be complacent. It's useless to be good at picking up girls. What matters these days is money and strength." Mo Yunfeng leaned towards Tian Xiaohai's ear, and sneered softly and proudly: "You are a person who doesn't know kung fu.
You're a rookie, you don't even have a lot of strength.
I'll tell you the truth! You've been hit hard by me. Within half an hour, your hands will be swollen like buns and you won't even be able to hold chopsticks. Only I can help you. Three
If you don’t beg me within a few months, your hand will become useless.”
"Ah... Mr. Mo... what do you want to do?" Tian Xiaohai asked deliberately pretending to be worried.
"I didn't think about anything! I just want to get your Sanqi Wang, and Xiaoyu is mine. Listen, if you want your hands to be good, just clean the Sanqi Wang and give it to me. And
, washed Xiaoyu clean, opened a room and sent it to the hotel, I want to deal with this girl." Mo Yunfeng smiled proudly and patted Tian Xiaohai's shoulder lightly and said: "Think about it carefully!"
"Master Mo, you are too cruel!" Tian Xiaohai deliberately pretended to be very angry and whispered to Mo Yunfeng: "At least you have to give me some money, King Sanqi! Besides, Xiaoyu, I also
There’s no way to convince Xiaoyu!”
"You still want money? What a beautiful thought! Can you convince Xiaoyu? That's your own business, and it has nothing to do with me!" Mo Yunfeng sneered and shook his head: "I took advantage of your strength. I have to blame you.
I can only blame you for being stupid. Haha! Let’s go now. I’ll sit in the front row. Sorry!”
"Wait a minute, Master Mo, are you sure you don't want to help me remove the tiger's mouth hole on my hand?" Tian Xiaohai smiled and Mo Yunfeng said: "If you help me remove the tiger's mouth hole on my hand, I will definitely return the favor to you.
.Our grudges can be considered evened."
He thought to himself that this guy in front of him was Mo Wanqing's cousin after all, so he couldn't offend him too much. If this guy's attitude was okay, he would return the bag he picked up to him.
Although Tian Xiaohai didn't really hit the opponent's target, he wanted to take this opportunity to test the opponent's character.
"Haha! Tian Xiaohai, you are not qualified to negotiate with me. If you want me to help you relieve the wounds on the tiger's mouth, just send Sanqi Wang and Xiaoyu over honestly. I'll wash up and wait for her in the hotel. Let's go first.
Got it!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Tian Xiaohai stood dumbfounded and sighed secretly: It seems that there is no need to return the kit.
Tong Shuyu on the side couldn't understand the situation.
She came to Tian Xiaohai's side, shrugged her shoulders with a puzzled look on her face and said, "Mr. Tian, what did you just say to Master Mo?"
"About picking up girls! Master Mo wants to pick up girls." Tian Xiaohai was thinking about the problem and thought it was Xiaoyu calling him, so he responded casually with a smile.
"Ah... no way! You two are just chatting, what are you trying to do with me?" Tong Shuyuqian blushed.
"Mr. Tong, don't get me wrong, we are not making fun of you." Tian Xiaohai quickly emphasized with a smile: "I made a slip of the tongue just now."
"Oh, okay, don't explain. I know very well what Mr. Mo is like. Apart from picking up girls, I probably have nothing else to talk about." Tong Shuyu glanced at Tian Xiaohai and sneered: "Mr. Tian
I didn’t expect that you and Master Mo would get along quite well! They are like-minded!"
"Mr. Tong, I..." Tian Xiaohai wanted to explain again.
Tong Shuyu smiled bitterly and made a stop gesture at him: "Okay, no need to explain. Which girl is not pregnant, and which man is not lustful? I understand. Okay, it's okay. I'll excuse you for now. You can eat slowly.
I still have to go to the front to greet the guests."
After saying that, she glanced at Tian Xiaohai haughtily, twisted her waist, turned around and walked quickly towards the front row of the banquet hall.
"Mr. Tian, you made Mr. Tong so angry that he ran away." Xiaoyu walked over and sighed softly.
"It's not because of you!" Tian Xiaohai glanced at her.
"Because of me? Pull me down!" Xiaoyu widened her eyes in confusion and said: "Didn't you and Master Mo just have a good chat? You also said that you want to clean Mr. Tong and send him to the hotel. I see you and Mr. Mo
The young master is really like-minded! The conversation became lively so quickly."
Mo Yunfeng and Tian Xiaohai were whispering to each other before, and Xiaoyu half understood. Combined with Tong Shuyu's attitude towards Tian Xiaohai, she naturally thought wrongly, thinking that Tian Xiaohai and Mo Yunfeng were really making fun of Mr. Tong earlier.
.
"Okay, since you are so anxious to know what Mo Yunfeng said to me, then I will tell you the truth!" Tian Xiaohai glared at Xiaoyu angrily and said, "He said he asked me to clean you up.
Send him to the hotel. He will wait for you there."
"Go to hell! I don't want it." Xiaoyu glared at Tian Xiaohai with a blushing face: "I want to send you away after you clean yourself."