"You were talking about me before." Meng Liao said seriously, obviously still quite concerned about what happened before.
Wei Nuan just wanted to kill someone. He actually wanted to punish her so much just for such a word. Do you want to be so cruel? Do you want to be so stingy?
"Meng Liao, you are only seventeen or eighteen years old." Wei Nuan winked at Meng Liao.
"vomit" Meng Liao made a vomiting motion uncooperatively.
Then he said to Wei Nuan with disdain: "I look down on your behavior of compromising and telling the truth for your own benefit."
Wei Nuan originally thought he would say something, but it turned out to be these words. The word "truth" hit her head and made her dizzy.
A tree without bark will definitely die, but a shameless person is invincible!
This was her only sigh at this time!
Can she pretend to be dead? She wants to pretend to be dead, but she really doesn’t want to say another word to Meng Liao. Anyway, she has the antidote, so it doesn’t matter. If she doesn’t prepare the antidote, the worst she can do is just eat what Feng Churui gave her earlier.
's baby.
No, you can't pretend to be dead, you have to fight back, you can't just make yourself uncomfortable, right?
"It's disrespectful to be an old man!" Wei Nuan retorted lightly, as if she didn't want to argue with him.
Meng Liao was about to stand up and leave with a smile when he heard Wei Nuan's words. His face suddenly darkened as if it were stained with ink, and he gritted his teeth and said a few words, "What did you say?"
"Can't you understand people?" Wei Nuan raised her eyebrows, although it was hard to tell that she was raising her eyebrows.
"You can't understand the pig demon language! How dare you say I'm old? How dare you say I'm old? Wen Weinuan, do you want to die? If you miss, just tell me and I promise to make your death a happy one! !Play!"
Wei Nuan spoke each word with fear, and suddenly felt that he should not engage in a temporary quarrel of words. This time it seemed that Meng Liao had really been offended.
Judging from Meng Liao's appearance, it seems that he really cares about others calling him old!
Why doesn't a thirty-five-year-old uncle admit that he is old?
Too immature.
"What are you talking about? The atmosphere is so strange." Feng Qinghan smelled a strong smell of gunpowder when he stepped into the door. Can't these two guys get along well?
Didn't we get along very well before? Just like children, they would get into trouble from time to time.
Meng Liao looked at Feng Qinghan angrily, "Smelly blind man, tell me, was it you who told the pig demon about my age? Isn't it?" He almost yelled.
Feng Qinghan was not in a hurry, and just said slowly: "If you yell again, everyone will know how old you are."
"You!" Meng Liao held her breath tightly in her chest, unable to spit it out or swallow, and her fair face turned red.
Wei Nuan was immediately amused when she saw him like this, "Haha, Meng Liao, do you know what you look like now? Like a sauced duck, oh hehe, a sauced duck!"
"You! You! You bullied me. I'm very angry. I'm really angry. Ignore you!" Meng Liao shook her sleeves hard and strode away, her footsteps so heavy.
"Is he really angry?" Wei Nuan asked Feng Qinghan worriedly.
Feng Qinghan smiled slightly and said, "Yes, as long as it is related to age, he will be really angry, but he is often really angry, so don't worry too much."
"Why do you care so much about age? You're not a woman." Wei Nuan really couldn't understand.
"He is so strange." Feng Qinghan felt helpless when he said this.