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1411. Chapter 1411 It's cool to slap yourself in the face!

"There is a kind of self-deception soft-boy in this world. When he is plotted, he will say that the other party is using rogue behavior." Duanmu Chen was not angry by his words and responded slowly, "However, I have always liked to be too versus tooth for an eye!"

He gently bounced back Jimo's ridicule.

Just say whatever you want, if you say we are scoundrels, then you are scoundrels!

Yue Qingqing couldn't help but curl her lips. I have to say that Duanmu Chen had a kind of slutty spirit.

The word "soft egg" is said to be vulgar when someone says it, but when he says it, it makes people feel handsome inexplicably.

The smile on Jimo's face paused for a moment, and then said, "When will your Highness Chen be ready to hit those three punches?"

"It depends on your mood! Then again, the world is really full of wonders. I didn't expect that there are people who are beating in this world. How bad should I be?" Duanmu Chen's mouth bent higher.

Most of the people present had seen Yue Qingqing's sharp mouth. Unexpectedly, Duanmu Chen, who had always been arrogant and cold, was also a good player. The line of words "It's not that everyone doesn't enter the whole family" were all over the place, and the shock in their hearts was less.

Jimo was speechless.

No matter how clever he is, he will retreat step by step in front of Duanmuchen.

He would be ridiculed by Duanmu Chen several times, making him feel like he would slapped himself in the face every time.

If he continued, the smile on his face would probably be unable to hold it back.

"Half of the incense stick is about to burn out. Are the Feng family and the Yin and Yang family planning to give up the second round of competition?"

Jimo half-down his eyes and turned the storage ring on his fingers. The moonlight fell, but only left a large shadow on his face, making it difficult to see his true expression.

No one present was a fool. Naturally, it was obvious that Jimo didn't want to talk to Duanmu Chen anymore, so he used this to change the topic.

Although they cannot see their battle for the time being, the people present remained enthusiastic.

In the stands, Feng Qingyi curled up on Yin Tingting's thighs, constantly acting coquettishly.

Yin Tingting tried to lean back as much as possible, and her face looked very stiff.

But he had to smile and deal with Feng Qingyi.

"Mom, you haven't eaten grandma for Yi'er yet! Yi'er wants to eat grandma!"

"Yi'er, be good, wait until you have fewer people, and your mother will feed you."

"No, don't, just now!"

Feng Qingyi sat directly on her thighs and pretended to bow his head to her chest.

Yin Tingting pressed her hands against his chest and struggled to distance herself from him so that she would not let him take advantage of her anymore.

Feng Qingyi couldn't eat the grandmother he wanted for a long time and began to cry.

Yin Tingting was just one big and two big. She really wanted to be the best, so she chopped off Feng Qingyi, but when she thought of his sixth-level Xuanhuang strength, she couldn't do it.

At this time, I happened to hear Jimo's low voice, and a light flashed in her eyes.

"Yi'er!" She shouted softly. When Feng Qingyi looked at her, she raised her hand and touched Feng Qingyi's head, "Does Yi'er really want to eat grandma so much?"

Feng Qingyi nodded vigorously: "I want to eat my mother's grandmother!"
Chapter completed!
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