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Chapter 653: It's over

The strong breath smelling of alcohol made Nangong Xuan feel dizzy.

Especially Leng Haofeng's careless laughter made Nangong Xuan even more angry and said:

"Leng Haofeng, you bastard!"

Leng Haofeng grabbed Nangongxuan's hand holding his collar with both hands.

Because Nangong Xuan was gradually losing control of his emotions, the movement of holding him tightly had already made his breathing a little unsmooth.

Leng Haofeng struggled to push Nangong Xuan's hand away,

After being drunk, he felt a little helpless and couldn't help but said angrily:

"Nangongxuan, let me go!"

Nangong Xuan dragged Leng Haofeng tightly towards the wooden barrel full of water on one side, pressed Leng Haofeng's head hard, and stuffed it in.

Leng Haofeng struggled even harder!

Gudong, Gudong bubbles at the bottom of the water,

After a while,

Leng Haofeng's struggle gradually subsided.

Nangong Xuancai pinched Leng Haofeng out expressionlessly and said coldly:

"Have you sobered up?"

Leng Haofeng wiped the wet stains on his face and said angrily:

"Nangongxuan, what qualifications do you have to take care of me?"

Nangong Xuan said word by word with a solemn expression:

"I am Nangong Xuan, Nangong Yaoyao's brother!"

Leng Haofeng's beautiful lips sneered unconsciously:

"You have time to take care of me, why not take care of Nangong Yaoyao!"

Nangong Xuan's deep black eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked with concern in his tone:

"What's wrong Yaoyao?"

Leng Haofeng's absent-minded peach blossom eyes dimmed and he said:

"Nangong Yaoyao is very good, but I am not good..."

When Nangongxuan heard this,

Automatically understood as,

When Leng Haofeng took advantage of the fact that Yaoyao was pregnant with her child, she climbed the wall and did something sorry for Yaoyao.

Nangong Xuan's head almost burst into flames. He clenched his fists with his fingers and tried hard to restrain the desire to strangle Leng Haofeng.

Leng Haofeng's expression returned to its usual calmness, and he seemed to be talking to himself:

"Nangong Xuan, Nangong Yaoyao and I are done playing..."


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