Raising his head and looking at Li Chen's face peeking out of the window in the attic, Duan Chang's teeth were chattering.
Although this was only their second meeting, the first time they met, Duan Changqian was thrown out like trash by this man. Now, the second time they met, he simply became a prisoner.
Although Duan Changmian was sure that nothing would happen to him, he had already lost all face.
"who are you!"
At this time, Duan Changmian could not imagine that Su Pingbei's appearance was directly related to Li Chen, but he couldn't think of anything about Li Chen's identity that could actually allow Su Pingbei to do everything for him.
Li Chen glanced at Duan Changmian with indifferent eyes, showing no interest in talking to such a playboy.
Just as Li Chen was about to speak, an arm like a snow lotus root stretched out from in front of his mouth, and on his fingers, which were round and round like green onions, he held a peeled grape.
In full view of everyone, Li Chen opened his mouth and ate the grapes he was fed.
Seeing this scene, Duan Changmian was filled with jealousy.
He knew that that room was the room of the North Korean princess Jin Xueyuan whom he had always dreamed of, and the owner of this arm could tell who it was with his buttocks!
Seeing his beloved woman peeling grapes and feeding them to Li Chen, Duan Changmian almost broke his white teeth with hatred.
"Princess Jin, is that you!? Why have you fallen like this!?!?"
Duan Changmian's voice was as shrill as blood, and he roared with a broken voice: "If this bastard forces himself on you, don't worry, I, Duan Changmian, swear that I will chop this bastard into pieces and feed it to the dogs!
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"Be bold!"
When Chen Tong saw Duan Changmian actually insulting Li Chen, he was shocked and angry and shouted angrily. He raised his hand and slapped Duan Changmian on the face.
Chen Tong is a martial artist, and the strength in his palms is definitely not weak. Now he strikes out in anger, without any control over his strength. Duan Changmian said that he is just a pampered young man with no power to restrain a chicken. How can he resist Chen Tong?
A slap from a rough guy.
After this slap, only blood flew out together with the person. The bright red blood was also mixed with two back molars.
Duan Changmian's body hit the snow like a broken willow catkin, pushing away countless pieces of snow. His whole body rolled in the snow, and he seemed to be silent. He was actually knocked unconscious by Chen Tong's slap.
"Take the person away, don't kill him."
Li Chen glanced at Duan Changmian who was motionless in the snowdrift, said indifferently and then closed the window.
The sound of people retreating was heard from downstairs. Li Chen turned around and lay down on the couch, and saw Jin Xueyuan, who was wearing a pink lining, biting her lips and staring at him in shame and anger.
"Are you satisfied now? Why are you so dirty that you insist on me peeling grapes to feed you on purpose so that you can show off to that long cotton? His father is..."
"His father is Duan Jinjiang, an important minister in the current cabinet and a bachelor of Wen Ge. If I treat Duan Changmian like this, I will definitely not get good results and will attract crazy revenge from the Duan family, right?" Li Chen said calmly.
After Jin Xueyuan finished speaking, he said calmly.
Seeing Li Chen not caring at all, Jin Xueyuan sneered: "Forget it, you are seeking death on your own, no one can stop you."
With a chuckle, Li Chen said leisurely: "Do you know that the people are catching bastards?"
Li Chen's topic jumped so quickly that Jin Xueyuan was immediately stunned without any mental preparation, and was a little unable to react.
Li Chen said happily: "Creatures like bastards usually live in the same nest as a family, but the old bastard is cunning and extremely difficult to catch. But if we catch the little bastard who is relatively easy to catch first, then the old bastard will be able to catch it first."
If he is anxious, he will crawl out of the nest and stick his head out of the turtle's shell. An experienced farmer will take the opportunity to grab the old turtle's head with a pair of pokers and kill him with one blow."
