Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapters old friends do not know each other
Miaoxin held the warm jade token in her hand and stopped. When she raised her head, she realized that she had walked to the door, and behind the door, it seemed that something was summoning.
Like her, she had the urge to walk in.
Zhuo Bufan in the room was sitting cross-legged and breathing, and suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had a sense of his heart. He quickly walked to the door of the room and opened the door.
The two of them looked at each other, and were both stunned at the same time.
Zhuo Bufan's face gradually changed from indifference to ecstasy, and even his breathing became a little rapid. This was not related to his heart of Tao, but came from his feelings for the woman in front of him.
"It's you!" Miaoxin held the jade pendant and put it in her pocket. At this time, she was wearing a goose yellow jacket and a white T-shirt lined with her. She was dressed pure and charming, as long as ink clouds.
Her hair was draped over her shoulders, standing in full bloom, with a peerless and independent look.
But when she saw Zhuo Bufan, the throbbing on her face turned into indifference and a little disgusting. Isn’t this guy the guy met in the boxing arena today? How could he be here? Yu Pei
What does it have to do with him?
At this time, Miaoxin's heart was filled with countless questions. Of course, these questions could only be hidden deep in her heart, but she really had no favoritism for the person in front of her.
"Yezi, have you finally remembered me?" Zhuo Bufan was ecstatic, opened his arms, and suddenly hugged Miaoxin tightly in his arms.
Until now, he was convinced that the slightly cold or cold woman in front of him was Ye Ziqin.
Before Miaoxin could react, she was held in his arms by him. A unique male aura permeated on the sidelines. Her soft shoulders and chest could feel the temperature and squeezing of Zhuo Bufan's body. In an instant, Miaoxin
His pretty face was covered with anger and chill.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Miao Xin slapped Zhuo Bufan in the chest. This palm was angry, but when he was about to hit Zhuo Bufan, the strength in his hand became weaker a little.
Zhuo Bufan stared at the front of him, without expecting that he quickly controlled his body and compressed the true energy in his body into his dantian. Otherwise, with the slap of Miraculous Heart, not only would he not hurt Zhuo Bufan, but would hurt himself.
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Zhuo Bufan took the palm forcibly, then suddenly retreated, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. He didn't expect Ye Ziqin to not recognize him at all.
What's more, the chill on Ye Ziqin's face and the coldness in her eyes in this life were not disguised at all, it was a real disgust and indifferent attitude.
Thinking of this, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth.
"I don't know you at all, if you dare to be rude, believe it or not, I will kill you now." Miao Xin scolded coldly.
She had already shown mercy just now, otherwise she would probably kill the young man in front of her.
"Yezi, don't you really remember me? I am Zhuo Bufan. Do you still remember the days when we got married together, went to Wuzhen together, and watched the temple fair together?"
Zhuo Bufan looked gloomy and his face was full of surprise and panic. Could it be that Ye Ziqin had really forgotten him? Or was the woman in front of him not Ye Ziqin at all?
"I have lived in since I was a child... I don't know you at all anyway." Miaoxin pursed her thin lips and looked at the sadness and sadness on the boy's face. But there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if there was a little more.
Heartache.
Even if Zhuo Bufan restrained his true energy, even if his body was hit by a bullet, it could only be considered tickling. What really made him vomit blood was that Ye Ziqin didn't know him. He had accumulated a year of longing.
It penetrates the heart and lungs, so it vomits blood from the mouth.
"If you dare to insult me lightly, I will not show mercy anymore." Miao Xin said, turning around and walking towards her room. The reason why she didn't do anything heavy was because she felt that the boy in front of her didn't look like she was
The bad guy, especially the gloom and sadness in his eyes, did not seem to be disguised.
Perhaps the other party just regarded her as his former friend, so he was so excited. Otherwise, how could the descendant of her Miaoxue Divine Palace tolerate being flirted by ordinary men?
However, when Miaoxin was thinking, a group of people had already walked in front of her, leading a bald man wearing a suit and a bow tie, and behind her was a group of girls wearing exposed clothes and hot figures, with various perfumes mixed in smells of various perfumes.
Together, it spreads in the corridor.
These people actually walked directly into Zhuo Bufan's room. Miaoxin clenched her fists. The slightest sympathy she had originally held for Zhuo Bufan also turned into real disgust, "It turns out that he is a prodigal son, Fengliu
I thought he was a lover, I was so sad."
Miaoxin thought, and she returned to her room. When Miaozhu came back, she had already brought back a large bag of food. Seeing that her senior sister's face was not good, Miaozhu couldn't help but show suspicion:
"Senior sister, you have a bad face. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's okay, I'm just in a bad mood." Miaoxin thought that Zhuo Bufan was now flirting with those charming bitches on the bed, and she couldn't help but feel a strange anger in her heart.
When she noticed the change in her heart, her pretty face changed slightly. She and Zhuo Bufan met by chance. Even if he regarded himself as an old friend, they were just strangers. Why was she very worried at this moment?
Yes it's uncomfortable.
Zhuo Bufan wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He knew that Ye Ziqin had completely forgotten him now. Even if such an explanation was not useful.
"Master Zhuo, the second master told me to bring a few girls to chat with you. See how these are. If you don't like them, I'll change them immediately?" The bald scorpion showed a flattering smile on his face, nodding and bowing.
He said, "Why call the master quickly."
"Hello Master." A row of beauties of all colors bent over, crossed their hands on their abdomen, and shouted in unison.
"Get out, I don't need it." Zhuo Bufan frowned and said indifferently.
When the bald scorpion heard Zhuo Bufan's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he found that Zhuo Bufan's face was gloomy and cold. He was shocked and quickly turned around with a group of women in shame.
"Baby brother, what kind of boss is that? He doesn't even look down on our sisters. He can't be able to do it, right?" a woman said with some disdain.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bald scorpion slapped her in the face, "Damn it, speak to me quietly. If you offend Master Zhuo, I will throw you into Africa as a chicken."
"Yezi, no matter what happened to you, I will definitely find out." Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, and a gleam appeared in his eyes. (To be continued)