Pu Yue's face sank, and a cold light shot out from Pu Yue's cold eyes. The person who came was wearing a brocade robe, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown. He looked quite handsome, but unfortunately his face was pale, with protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, showing his illness!
Pu Yue looked at it, glanced back and forth coldly, and snorted coldly. At first glance, he looked like a person who had been wandering around among the sensual dogs and horses all year round, and his body bones had long been hollowed out! But such a person actually had the courage to kick
The door to their box?
Is it a general provocation or a premeditated coincidence?
Behind that man were a dozen tall young men, all of whom looked gloating. They even had disdain in their eyes when they saw Pu Yue, but when their eyes fell on Xi Yanhuo, they were instantly shocked.
After that, greed and desire were revealed.
Pu Yue turned her cold eyes, put her arm on Xi Yanhuo's shoulder and put it on his neck. With a little help, she kicked her legs powerfully, and she stood on the ground conveniently, blocking Xi Yanhuo's body.
Looking at the visitor, the corners of his lips raised into a condensing arc.
"Who is the beauty hustler talking about?" A cold voice rose, as if it was condensed and shot towards the others standing outside the box.
"Of course the beauty is not talking about you!" The frivolous voice came up again, and the man walked into the box. His eyes with unabashed greed and lust crossed Pu Yue and landed on Xi Yanhuo.
Pu Yue raised her eyebrows, raised her lips and smiled, and said in a cold voice, "Oh, you are very self-aware and know that you are not worthy of the word 'beauty'!"
"puff……"
As Pu Yue's words fell, those who came to watch with good intentions were the first to hear the meaning of the words and couldn't help laughing. And as the laughter fell, it was like pulling a fuse,
Laughter burst out one after another.
Some people even joked maliciously: "Young Master Jia, when did you become a beauty courteous in the Nanfeng Pavilion? Tell me how much you want to bid, and I will patronize you tonight!"
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"Bah, if our second young master is a beautician, can you afford the price?" The young boy jumped out and loudly sneered at the person who was speaking, as if he was defending his master.
What was even more shocking was that after hearing this, Second Young Master Jia had a look of complacency on his face, and glanced sideways at the young boy who was speaking, "That's right, that's it!"
Pu Yue looked at the situation. This was like a second-rate master leading a bunch of second-rate servants. No one understands human speech, right?
Turning her head to look back at Xi Yanhuo, she saw that there was no unnecessary expression on his face, but when she looked over, a soft color appeared in his eyes.
She curled her lips and sneered silently: Monster, not only women are bewitched, but men are not immune. It seems that she will be in constant trouble in the future!
But, so what? If you dare to covet what belongs to her, you are seeking death!
Listening to the noisy voice, Pu Yue frowned. She was not a patient person. So, it didn't matter whether it was a coincidence or a premeditated coincidence.
With a movement of her body, in the blink of an eye, Pu Yue had arrived at the door of the box, raised her foot and kicked the second young master Jia who was enjoying himself!
At the same time as the "bang" sound, there was a pitiful cry like a slaughtering pig, "Ah, who the hell dares to kick my ass!"
"I!"
A single syllable and a cold voice made everyone feel that the temperature around them dropped to zero degrees.