The sound of a tea bowl smashing the ground shocked everyone!
Feng Xun looked sideways and found that he was the Lord Zhao who had been left out.
This Lord Zhao Yongcheng, who is about to take office, is the master of the city, that is, the city owner, Zhengsi Guan.
This officer is nothing in the emperor, because the emperor's heavenly moved down, maybe he could hit an official of the four or five grades, but it was not the same as it was out of Beijing.
Master Zhao: "What tea is this made? So difficult to drink!"
His tea bowl smashed straight into the direction of Fengwu.
But he converged and did not dare to smash Fengwu directly, but smashed it under Rongniang's feet. The tea splashed out and applied her skirt.
"ah--"
The first reaction of Rong Niang and Wan Xiangyu was panicked back.
Feng Wu frowned slightly, and she glanced at the Master Zhao slowly, very unhappy: "What is going on? Where do you throw this tea bowl?"
Since it is entering the WTO, Fengwu really enters the WTO now, and it is really not happy to be disturbed.
Master Zhao disdain sneered.
He didn't speak, but the followers around him were weird: "Did you accidentally hit it? That's not good luck, I asked the son to pay more."
Master Zhao disdain to talk to her, so he changed his followers?
The sarcasm of this Lord Zhao stared at Rong Niang: "Get out of the way!"
Rong Niang was scared, and looked at Feng Wu for help ...
The follower of Lord Zhao is called Zhao Hang, which is tall and burly. At first glance, it is the guard of protecting Master Zhao.
He walked over, dragged Rong Niang, and smashed directly in front of Lord Zhao!
With a loud noise, Rong Niang was smashed to the ground, and her tears were in tears, but she didn't dare to resist.
Because the luxury cabin can be lived on this boat, the absolute identity is not easy.
Zhao Hang sneered and raised Rongniang like a chicken, and to Grandma Zhao: "Slave takes her upstairs."
Master Zhao nodded.
Feng Wu's eyes narrowed in danger.
What is going on? Those who grab her should still show her face?
Master Zhao stood up, disdainful glance at Feng Wu, his hands behind him, and seeing that he was about to go up.
"Hey, wait."
Feng Wu didn't have the energy to stand up, she leaned on the chair, opened the fan, and shook slowly. The eyes looked at Master Zhao so casually.
For a while, the surrounding atmosphere was suddenly quiet, and the dancers avoided them aside, and no one dared to speak.
Because everyone has a hunch, these two are going to be stabbed.
Feng Yan glanced at Jun Linyuan silently: "..."
Your daughter -in -law drinks flower wine and grab a woman up ... What kind of experience is this?
His Royal Highness Jun Linyuan rubbed his eyebrows, it seemed helpless, but he didn't say a voice to carry Feng Wu back.
Feng Xun found that the boss of Jun didn't mean to go out for Feng Wu ... Keke, so do he want to help this girl? When he wants to help her grab a woman, Feng Yan is also ... complicated in the heart.
"I said Zhao Yi, you plan to leave like this?" Feng Wu Man glanced at him without heart.
Zhao Yi?
Dasia Zhao was stagnant, stopped, and turned to stare at Feng Wu.
I know his real name and dare to call him with his surname. There are really a lot of.
"Which one is it?" Master Zhao's eyes were cold, and his face stared at Feng Wu.
The corner of Feng Wu's mouth raised slightly: "Who am I? I dare to say, dare you listen?!"
This arrogant loser is imposing ... it is also an endless.