Zhao Ziyao's expression on his face was changing because of Yan Wu's words.

Sometimes it is blue, sometimes it is red, sometimes it is also very complicated to have colorful colors.

He stared at Yan Wu with great complexity, and opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what he should say.

Yan Wu had innocent face: "What, do you want to fight? If you want to fight, you will get out if you don't fight."

Zhao Ziyao didn't leave, he said carefully: "Then, you are really not angry about what happened last night? Will you let the Jiang family take revenge on me in the future?"

It's really careful.

He didn't expect that the living king of Hell, like Jiang Xingzhi, would sleep with a pig farmer.

What a heavy taste?

Sure enough, it’s not an ordinary person, and what he does is not an ordinary thing!

Yan Wu glared at him: "Can you urinate yourself and take care of yourself? You can't even beat me. Do you want me to find the backstage? You really, what have you treated yourself? I don't want to look at you more. Hurry up, get out if you don't fight."

Zhao Ziyao:...

Although he was disliked by Yan Wu, he felt a little happy and relaxed when he learned that Yan Wu would not ask Jiang Xingzhi to stand out.

He handed the gift box to Yan Wu again: "I have brought it all, you can accept it."

Yan Wu waved at him: "Don't hold it, get out quickly."

Zhao Ziyao didn't get out. He leaned close to Yan Wu and asked with a bold and timid voice: "Well, did that person sleep with you three times? How was he liked that time? Can you talk? Or did you exude a cold air all over?"

Without waiting for Yan Wu to respond, he gestured with his fingers: "He, what, what, is that big?"

Yan Wu:????

This is a damn thing, where did you get the courage to ask about this kind of thing?

This is wandering on the verge of seeking death!

Although Zhao Ziyao looked timid and nervous, he seemed to feel that he was seeking death.

But his little eyes were full of gossip and could not hide his excitement in his eyes.

It seems that his gossip about this matter exceeded his desire for knowledge.

Yan Wu suddenly felt that if he still couldn't develop his pigs and sheep in the future, he could write a book called "Things of XX in the Years of My Young Master and I", and there might be many people supporting him.

After all, everyone is very concerned about Lian Jiangxing's shit and fart, let alone that aspect.

Yan Wu waved at Zhao Ziyao: "Get out quickly and don't block my door."

Zhao Ziyao was disappointed, but he was still unwilling to leave. He settled for the second best and said to Yan Wu: "Can you help me and that person ask for an autograph next time?"

Yan Wu:...She stared at Zhao Ziyao who was Ai Qiqiai in a word, "Do you want the signature of his upper body fruit or the signature of his lower body fruit?"

"Only children do multiple-choice questions." Zhao Ziyao immediately said happily: "Of course, we adults like us want them all. I want the signature of his whole body fruit."

Yan Wu:...

She thought this guy was tired of living.

If Jiang Xingzhi heard this, he would strip this guy up all of Youcheng!

"You should get out quickly. Go to the hospital to treat your waist early. Don't waste you."

After Yan Wu finished speaking, he ignored whether Zhao Ziyao left or not.

Instead, he closed the door directly.

After a while, the sound of cars outside the yard starting from one another, and they were all gone soon.

As these people left, the story of Jiang Xingzhi, the Leng Yan King, slept as a pig farmer, spread throughout the Beijing Circle.
Chapter completed!