Feng Jun found an excuse for himself, and his mentality was almost adjusted.
He was even thinking that among the immortal cultivators in the mobile phone plane, there should be many beautiful female cultivators, right?
Yes, maybe after the feminine repair is deep, you can also fine -tune the face and body -the technical plane has cosmetic surgery. Do you have a lot of good intentions?
He was thinking about these things in his mind, and he was a little distracted. He never thought that the girl would suddenly interrupt and accuse him!
Do you need to be so exaggerated? Feng Jun felt that he was a little unjust, but he didn't bother to pay attention to her. He just turned his head and looked at Gao Qiang, waiting for him to seek justice - what she did was not polite to you.
But at one glance, he knew that this special soldier was hopeless - his mind had been taken away!
So he looked at Yuan Huapeng again.
Yuan Laosan was a little confused at that moment, but thinking of his wife in the private room, he quickly came back to his senses, lowered his head to drink tea, and did not raise his eyelids to cover up his possible absence.
Seeing that neither of them could count on him, Feng Jun had no choice but to speak out. Otherwise, it would be more difficult to control the other person's aura.
He smiled slightly and said, "Beauty, of course you won't notice my little skills."
Nowadays, the term "beauty" refers to gender in general, just like the noun "miss" that has been played badly.
But after hearing what he said, Gao Qiang and Yuan Huapeng both looked at him - for you to call such a stunning beauty "beautiful", it's a bit too frivolous, right?
Hearing this, Yu Qingzhu's impression of this guy became even worse. Finally, there were outsiders present, and she couldn't talk as freely as she did in the underground garage last time.
So she just looked at him coldly, "It doesn't matter if you have little ability. If you can be down-to-earth, you can still make a difference."
Feng Jun couldn't help but stab her again, "Don't you think our interruption was rude?"
¡°Please wake up, we interrupted other people¡¯s conversations.
Yu Qingzhu looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you think it's appropriate to use the word 'we' between you and me?"
The goddess is beautiful, but she is so superior that she even disdains to be ranked alongside Feng Jun.
Of course, she also had her own thoughts when she said this: This guy named Feng is Xiaoyu¡¯s dish, and I came here to fight for the injustice of my good sisters. So, I have to keep a distance from him to prevent this guy from having inappropriate thoughts. Sorry, dear sister.
In fact, in the final analysis, she is still too confident, convinced that no one can stop her beauty, even her young boyfriend.
Feng Jun was a little unhappy by her words, so he sneered, "Well, you are rude alone."
He said this without any burden. After all, wasn't it you, Yu Qingzhu, who was the first to interrupt?
Yu Qingzhu also has a high IQ, so why can¡¯t you hear what he says? His eyebrows were raised and he was about to retort.
"Alright Qingzhu," Xia Xiaoyu pulled her gently, "This is my brother's comrade. He often played with me when I was a child."
Yu Qingzhu¡¯s momentum paused, and then slowly dissipated, but she still glanced at Feng Jun indifferently, and whispered softly, "Xiaoyu, I suddenly understand you a little bit."
In her eyes, this guy who was a waiter in a club a few months ago, although he got rich suddenly by some bad luck, but in essence, he still cannot escape the habits of a small citizen.
Even when it comes to girls, he is still tacky, sharp-tongued and unwilling to let others go. He really has no qualities.
Therefore, Yu Qingzhu thinks that it would be good if Xiaoyu and this person have nothing to do with each other, no matter who they are or who they dislike.
For a moment, she felt that she was really full after trying so hard to bring the two of them together.
Originally, it was possible for someone named Feng to get help from the Xia family. Since you have offended me as the matchmaker, then you can regret it slowly when you look back. You asked for it yourself, and you can be regarded as benevolent.
"Okay Qingzhu," Xia Xiaoyu pushed her gently again, "You and Miaomiao go back first, I will have a few more words with Brother Qiang."
Yu Qingzhu nodded to Gao Qiang, "Hello, brother Qiang, I'm not targeting you."
She also didn't apologize. In her opinion, if she could just say hello and give an explanation, it was already an apology. There was no need to say it specifically, and it would save the other party from following the stick - her many experiences told her that she couldn't Too polite to men.
Then you don¡¯t have to target me, right? Feng Jun curled his lips helplessly and stood up.
As for Yu Qingzhu¡¯s offense, he didn¡¯t bother to mind. Yes, this was a person who looked at faces.When Sister Hong went out to eat with such a person, who was still a customer, Feng Jun felt a little uninterested for a while.
How many times have I made an appointment with you, and you said you don¡¯t have time. When you go out to dinner with such a man, you have time?
¡°Forget it, the relationship was supposed to break up after dawn. No one made a commitment to anyone, but he insisted on asking for forgiveness from the other party. Thinking about it, it¡¯s really ridiculous.
Then let¡¯s return to the bridge and return to the road! Feng Jun made a decision, but for some reason, he always felt a little depressed.
However, Feng Jun did not show any emotion and just nodded slightly, "In this case, I won't have anything to do. Old Yuan and Old Gao, I'm going back to the box."
After he finished speaking, he ignored other people¡¯s reactions and walked away.
"Hey," Sister Hong looked at his back and seemed to want to shout, but she didn't call him in the end. Instead, she turned her head to look at Yuan Gao and Yuan Gao and said with a smile, "This guy is used to doing things his own way. It's really embarrassing. Polite."
Gao Qiang can¡¯t hold back her smile. Compared to Yu Qingzhu, women like Sister Hong are his favorite type. However, since she is related to Master Feng, he doesn¡¯t dare to think nonsense even if he is killed.
However, Yuan Huapeng was relatively immune to her style. He asked in a deep voice, "So you are Mr. Zhang from Hongjie?"
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