Zheng Wuming didn't come alone, and he was following Kunlun. Yan Murong scoffed at Kunlun, and he vomited blood after being beaten by himself and even joined in the fun.
Yan Murong had already seen it when Zheng Wuming walked into the door. He took out his cell phone and looked at the time. He grinned and smiled at Zheng Tianlun who was standing aside. "Your brother is eight minutes late, so I want to slap you eight big mouths."
"You-----" Zheng Tianlun originally thought Yan Murong was just talking, and now his elder brother is here, so he should be fine if he has it, but he didn't expect that Yan Murong not only talks, but also takes practical actions.
Zheng Tianlun wanted to hide, but Yan Murong was faster. Before he could pull away, he grabbed his collar and pulled it over, and then put four big mouths on his forehand and backwards.
"Baoba!"
With four crisp sounds, Zheng Tianlun was already scared, his eyes were full of stars, his cheeks on both sides swollen quickly, and a bloodshot was hanging on the corners of his mouth.
"The remaining four are left for you." Yan Murong turned around and looked at Hua Cuo and said.
"Okay." Hua Cuo smiled bitterly in his heart. He looked at Zheng Wuming who was walking over quickly, and sighed even more in his heart---it seems that he would not be able to go into the water today.
"Baoba!"
There were four crisp sounds again, and Huacuo gave him a relay for his face, and then Zheng Tianlun's already swollen pretty face turned into a pig's head.
The lights were on and the music stopped. The atmosphere on the scene suddenly became very strange. Apart from the "slap" slap, even breathing was cautious.
Everyone's first thought was that the young master of the Zheng family was slapped in public, which was a good show.
Tan Hui was so anxious that he almost cried. Of course, he was anxious because he saw that Zheng Wuming had come over and these two guys were still slapped by his younger brother without any scruples.
He has been in a row for more than a day or two. From Yan Murong's words, it can be analyzed that he and Zheng Wuming, the first son of Yanjing, are at least of the same level. He wants to do it, but he can't stop it, but it's not good not to stop it. As a result, before he thought about what to do, Yan Murong had already slapped his four big mouths----It doesn't matter after he finished slapping, he even encouraged the man with small braids to slap four more. What made him even more collapsed was that Zheng Wuming had already come in and saw them all.
Tan Hui was really about to cry. If Zheng Wuming was a little less cautious, his bar would be over. Although he was a working person, the bar also had his shares.
"Yan Murong, Huacuo, you are too much." With Kunlun's opening road, Zheng Wuming squeezed into the crowd, looked at Yan Murong and Huacuo with a gloomy face and said, but when he saw Su Qingwu standing behind Yan Murong, he was stunned.
Well, it seems that Yan Murong said on the phone just now that it was Zheng Tianlun who teased his woman.
Damn, is this woman talking about Su Qingwu?
For a moment, Zheng Wuming was a little embarrassed.
Su Qingwu is the woman he likes, and she can be said to be the kind that he will never stop until death.
Although she is already married, Zheng Wuming doesn't care about those things. He is willing to wait--but he is the woman he likes, but he is teased by his younger brother tonight? What should I do?
"Qingwu, you are here too." Zheng Wuming quickly adjusted the expression on his face, changed into an extremely gentle smile, and asked softly at Su Qingwu.
This smile suddenly looked like a hundred flowers-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Handsome! So handsome! So handsome.
They even thought, how great it would be if this laugh was for them.
Is Zheng Wuming not a commercial legend, or a dream lover of countless young girls and women, and the prince charming in his mind.
Look at the appearance of others, tall and handsome, and elegant, looking at the family background, famous families, and noble families. There are so much money and power. Which woman doesn’t like such a man?
They thought Yan Murong was very handsome, sunny and handsome, and handsome. When the corners of her mouth were raised, she would always have a bad smile---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Damn, being handsome is useless, you have to have money.
Nowadays, the saying that men are not bad and women don’t love is no longer the mainstream, and the correct explanation is that men don’t love women don’t love them.
"Yes." Su Qingwu responded lightly and stopped talking.
"This---------I am used to staying abroad. You know, France is called the romantic capital and it is very open there. So, if Tianlun has any offense, I will apologize to you first." Zheng Wuming said apologetically, as if the angry thing towards Yan Murong had just happened.
"See, this is a typical symptom of hypocrites." Huaba opened her mouth and said with a sarcastic smile. "This disease cannot be cured."
"Indeed." Yan Murong nodded in agreement. "I have followed the old man all over the country for half of my life, practiced countless medical treatments, and seen many difficult and complicated diseases. It is his problem that I think I can't cure it."
The two of them sang and talked together, like crosstalk, which changed Zheng Wuming's face, but he still endured it. He turned around and said to Zheng Tianlun, who had already turned into a pig's head on this full moon night. "Tianlun, I'm not here to apologize."
"Ah?" Zheng Tianlun was stunned.
What is this situation? Why do you have to apologize to others when you are beaten? What's wrong with your elder brother?
"What, why don't you come here and apologize to Qingwu." Zheng Wuming shouted in a deep voice.
"I-----" Zheng Tianlun shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, then reacted and said aggrievedly. "Brother, what's wrong with me? He's talking nonsense. Why did I tease me?"
Because his cheeks were swollen like pig's heads, his speech was a little vague, and his aggrieved expression made Zheng Tianlun look particularly funny at this time.
"I'll ask you to apologize." Zheng Wuming shouted again.
He also knew that although his younger brother was a bit fickle, he was not a gangster after all, and he would not use some scoundrels to chase women. Yan Murong said this, just deliberately looking for trouble.
But the problem is that this woman is Su Qingwu, so no matter what Zheng Tianlun did, apologizing first is the only choice - at least this may make Su Qingwu feel better.
I have to say that Zheng Wuming is indeed a love-in-law. In order to leave a good impression on the woman he likes, he doesn't even take his younger brother seriously.
As for Yan Murong, the two of them have become deeply rooted. Let’s calculate these things later.