Charming beauty

Chapter 29

Pedestrians noticed this side and slowly surrounded him. Because they were concerned about the identity of Young Master Zhou, they only stood in the distance and pointed.Seeing this, the owner of the shop hurried over to reconcile, nodded and bowed to the person at the door, "Master Zhou, this young master is a foreigner, so don't make things difficult for him..."

"Master Zhou?" Nalan Mei looked at the young master Zhou, with red lips and white teeth, wearing a cloud-woven silk satin, and a luxurious aura of wealth added to his arrogant and arrogant attitude. He is obviously a spoiled rich young master, "Master Zhou, you What do you mean by stopping me?"

"Young master, please stop saying a few words. Master Zhou is Taishou Zhou's most beloved nephew. We can't afford to offend him!" The boss explained to Nalan Mei, and hurriedly begged Master Zhou to forgive him. It hurt his own shop, but these few words of his accidentally fueled Master Zhou's arrogance.

That young master Zhou raised his chin at Nalan Mei, with an insolent posture, but there was an infatuation in his eyes. The fluttering white clothes, Nalan Mei's undisguised beauty made him startled, "I know this young master Who is it?! As long as you obediently obey this young master, I will love you very much, young master."

Nalan Mei watched quietly.

When the shop owner saw it, he knew that he couldn't stop it, so he sighed secretly and took a step back to protect himself, leaving space for them.Jun Lian poked his head out behind Nalan Mei, his amber eyes were round, and his small mouth was bulging, chewing on candied fruit, "Brother Nalan, let's ignore him, let's go our way." Nalan Mei left.

"Master, I have given you enough face, don't be ignorant." Master Zhou sneered, and a few guards behind him blocked the door, separating Nalan Mei and Jun Lian from the door. If you want to go out, you can only deal with them. Well, Nalan Mei frowned slightly, he doesn't cause trouble, but trouble will find him, after a moment of silence, he said softly, "Master Zhou, in broad daylight, is there no kingly law in Shangyuan City?"

When Young Master Zhou heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and the people behind him also laughed, "Wang Fa? Haha... In Shangyuan City, this young master is Wang Fa! Let me tell you, it is the owner of this city. I also want to nod and bow down, so, it is your blessing that this young master likes you, don't be in the midst of blessings and not know your blessings..."

"Who do you see?" A slender arm rested on Young Master Zhou's shoulder, and a lazy and low voice rang in his ears. Young Master Zhou was startled suddenly, and he felt his body almost fall. With a cold silver mask, he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but the other party pressed his shoulder so that he couldn't move at all.

"Who are you? How dare you treat me like this?!"

"Young Master?" Murongyou raised his thin lips and said lazily, but the words he said hit Young Master Zhou's heart directly. Young Master Zhou felt as if he was suffocating, and his face gradually turned pale. Are you worthy of saying these two words in front of me?"

"You... who the hell are you?!" Young Master Zhou stammered suddenly.

"Just because you are worthy to ask about the name of the deity?" Murongyou pinched Young Master Zhou's chin with his slender fingers, and with a little force, Young Master Zhou screamed in pain, struggled to back up, and fell to the ground as soon as his hands were loosened, just about to When he got up, Murongyou stepped on his hand and screamed in pain on the ground.

As if Murong You hadn't heard the screams of the butcher, he squatted down, putting all his weight on the foot that was stepping on his hand, and looked down at the people on the ground, "Say, who do you have your eye on?"

Young Master Zhou's face turned blue from the pain, he glared at Murong You fiercely, and then roared angrily: "You idiots! Don't teach this Young Master a lesson!"

Murongyou was quite upset by his loud yelling, he stretched out his hand to pick out his ear, then took off his mask, squinted to see some water splashes on it, loosened his fingers, the mask clanged and raised dust Hui, he smiled easily, "Did you say those?..." He stood up, revealing a few people lying on the ground behind him, he smiled disdainfully, "A bunch of trash."

Master Zhou was stunned on the ground, his face pale.Jun Lian poked his head out from behind Nalan Mei, his mouth still bulging, glanced at a few big men lying on the ground in a mess, and then retracted nonchalantly, with Big Brother Nalan and Leader Murong around, this little guy is No one is afraid of anything.

"Impossible...this is impossible...they are all the best wrestlers in the city, how is it possible..." Young Master Zhou muttered to himself, then suddenly regained consciousness, struggled to get up, and threw himself in front of Murongyou, "Master, please forgive me!" Let me go, I won't dare next time... I will definitely not dare next time, please forgive me..."

The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, and Jun Lian was the one who laughed the loudest. He covered his stomach and laughed so hard that tears flowed down his face. Even Nalan Mei couldn't help but hid his smile by covering up his cough, but he didn't stop it Thoughts, what he cared about was the prefect Zhou behind him.

Murongyou's long and narrow eyes revealed sarcasm and sarcasm, and the corners of his mouth were also full of contempt. He squatted down again, with a fierce look on his beautiful face, his slender palm clasped Young Master Zhou's throat, and slowly closed his fingers, "Look The person who went to the deity? Just rely on your wine bag and rice bag?..."

Young Master Zhou struggled hard, but Murongyou's fingers made it difficult for him to breathe, his face gradually turned blue, his struggling hands and feet gradually became weak, white whirls appeared in front of his eyes, and he could barely see the long, narrow and evil eyes in front of him. Those eyes looked at him as if he was looking at a dead object. He could not find a trace of his own existence in them. At this moment, inexplicable fear and despair eroded his body and mind. This person really wanted to kill himself...

A slender palm gently grasped Murongyou's wrist, the knuckles of the fingers were well-proportioned, and the well-trimmed and rounded nails were glowing with healthy pink. Murongyou looked sideways, and Nalan Mei had a faint smile on his face, and his voice was soft, " Leader Murong, don't kill him."

Murongyou fixed his eyes on Nalan Mei's face along his arms, raised his brows, and raised a graceful arc on the corners of his mouth, with a deep meaning and a hint of evil, "Are you begging for the deity?"

Nalan's charming eyes sparkled slightly, and he glanced at the surrounding crowd and the blue-faced Young Master Zhou, if he killed someone here, it would probably cause turmoil, and the prefect... He stared at Murong You, his face was calm and gentle , "I beg you."

As soon as he finished his words, Young Master Zhou was thrown out of the door, rolled around on the street a few times and lay down on the ground coughing suddenly, his face also eased with the smooth breathing, he was still in shock, and the eyes he looked at Murong You were also full of fear.

The onlookers laughed even louder, sighing secretly that the tyrannical young master was finally taken care of today, but at the same time worried about the young master who made the move. This week, the young master is the prefect's darling nephew, and he will easily let this bully him go. Nephew's person? …

Nalan Mei stepped out of the threshold, walked among several big men, and pointed a few times. Those big men woke up leisurely, then sat up, looked around blankly, and finally fell on Young Master Zhou who was kneeling on the ground. Suddenly he woke up, stood up and ran over, "Master?! Master, why are you kneeling?! What happened?"

That young master Zhou's dull eyes heard the voice turned to this side, seeing them alive in front of his eyes, and remembering his performance in front of so many people just now, he rushed to his brain, "You idiots! Hurry up! Do you want to wait for Master Ben to be killed?!" Hearing this, several big men quickly lifted Master Zhou and left quickly, disappearing on the street like a beast behind them.

From afar, Master Zhou's voice filled with shame, anger and strong hatred came: "You just wait and see! I want you to live or die!"

Nalan Mei watched the young master Zhou go away, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, which disappeared in a split second. He walked up to Murong You, and just as he was about to speak, his jaw was held by the person in front of him. Murong You was taller than him. Half of his head, so he had to look up at him under the strong force, Murongyou's warm breath fell on his eyes, his thick black eyelashes trembled, without struggling.

"Leader Murong, if you kill him, the prefect will not let us go. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Why should we cause trouble?" Nalan stared at him with a charming smile, his face like a jade, "Besides, killing him is just a matter of time." It will get your hands dirty."

Letting go, Murongyou smiled and looked at him, "So, are you thinking of this deity?" Rubbing his red jaw, Nalan Mei's gentle laughter answered his words, "If leader Murong really wants to kill you?" He won't let him go just because of Nalan's words."

Murongyou pursed his lips, and there was a rare approval between his brows, "Yes, you are really getting more and more like this deity." The heart-warming smile reflected Nalan Mei's bright eyes, "This should be what leader Murong hoped for, right?" ?…”

Murong stared at Nalan Mei with fascinated eyes, his eyes were dark, his slender fingers slid along the soft outline, and he opened his lips just as he was about to say something, Nalan Mei turned slightly away, his eyes fell on the gauze-red figure behind him, Murong You emptied his fingers, raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hands and turned his face slightly, looking behind him with a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.

"Master of the poor family." Among the thickly dressed crowd, Han Feng, who only wore light gauze, was particularly noticeable, and Nalan Mei could easily spot him out of the corner of his eye.

With frivolous eyebrows and eyes, Han Feng approached them gracefully, her steps were graceful, and the translucent gauze was full of charm, she asked softly, "Leader, Mr. Nalan, did Han Feng miss any good show?"

"The master of the poor family is joking, what good show can there be here?" Nalan smiled charmingly, but there was a trace of doubt in her heart. She had been watching them from the crowd, and even Murongyou provoked his chin ambiguously. She also saw the scene in her eyes, but she just watched without doing anything. She didn't show up until she revealed her existence. Didn't she fall in love with Murong You?Why not prevent this from happening? …

Han Feng stared at Murong You, with a flash of sadness in his eyes, was he unhappy because his appearance interrupted his conversation with Nalan Mei?There is also the phrase "person of the deity"... She smiled at Murongyou, and after a few times she hesitated to speak, she finally turned into a soft and watery sentence, "Since there is no drama to watch, the leader, Mr. Nalan, then the Let's go back."

Murongyou's dark black eyes glanced at her lightly, then at the crowd, and saw Mo Lian walking out of the crowd expressionlessly and walking behind Murongyou.As soon as Mo Lian stood firm, a figure rushed towards him from behind. As soon as he gave way, the small figure flew into the air and fell to the ground, but was caught by another pair of hands halfway.

"Jun Lian, don't be naughty."

Nalan Mei caught Jun Lian, who was still in shock, and spoke softly. Before Nalan Mei could react, the villain in his arms was picked up by the other hand and still turned towards Mo Lian. He raised his head in astonishment, and met the narrow and beautiful eyes There was clearly a cold haze in his eyes, and he heard Murongyou's cold voice, "Mo Lian, from today onwards, he will be in your care, take care of him personally, understand?" The tone of the two sentences.

"Young Master..." Mo Lian reached out to catch Jun Lian, but was startled when he heard Murong You's words. He looked at Murong You with puzzled eyes, but met Murong You's lazy gaze when he was full of doubts After slipping down his throat, his heart trembled, and he said respectfully: "Yes! Young Master!"

But Jun Lian was not happy when he heard that, he wanted to jump out of Mo Lian's arms, but Mo Lian's arms were tightly bound, so he could only wave his hands and feet to express his dissatisfaction, "Jun Lian You don't need to be taken care of! You don't need this expressionless person to take care of you!"

Mo Lian narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her face darkened, what does it mean to have no expression?He stared coldly at the person in his arms, who knew that he was also staring back at him fearlessly, "What are you looking at?! You expressionless monster!"

The veins on his forehead twitched violently, and Mo Lian's strong killing intent immediately scared away the onlookers, but he had to forcefully suppress it because of Murongyou's presence. He took a deep breath and looked at Murongyou, with doubts and grievances in his eyes , the latter was touching his chin, looking him up and down playfully.

"Leader Murong..." Nalan Mei's tone was hesitant. He knew that Mo Lian was strong in martial arts, and it was safest to protect Jun Lian, who was a little weaker, but he wanted the cold Mo Lian to "take care" of Jun Lian... No matter how he thought about it, he felt that weird.

Murongyou ignored Nalan Mei, and fixed his eyes on those fearless amber eyes. After catching the flash of cunning in those eyes, he laughed in a low voice. It seems that this little guy is quite smart. Ask, "So tell me, what do you want?"

"If you have to let him take care of it, then it's not completely impossible, unless..." Jun Lian rolled his eyes, showing a wicked smile, "Unless you let him teach me martial arts!"

(Mei'er: Sorry, I was going to update the day before yesterday, but I have been catching a cold since the first day of junior high school. I feel much better today, so I started updating from today (actually it's not bad, the update is expected to be tomorrow, only one day earlier), One more belated word: Happy New Year!)