1145: C1145 I Don't Want to Slap My Face Ah

C1145 I Don't Want to Slap My Face Ah

He quickly caught up to Jun Yan, "Why are girls walking so fast? You have to be more gentle."

"Am I very rude?"

"[Not rude.]"

"Then why did you call me Sven? You like Sven girls? Miss Wen is quite gentle, with the face of an angel. With the body of a devil, her words are tender and sweet, even more so than my sister-in-law. She is simply a beautiful woman. Tang Yi, you don't want her. What a pity."

Tang Yi's face immediately turned dark." Jun Yan, don't mention other women in front of me. Don't push me to other women. I even... Hmm, I don't like them. Why would I like Wen Qianqian's infatuation?"

Tang Yi's words were a little unreal.

He did not like women who were twisted and twisted.

Jun Yan was the best.

When it was sweet, it was really sweet. When it was refreshing, it was really refreshing.

She did not pinch it.

Uh!

How could he feel that Jun Yan was the best?

The two of them had not gambled for a long time and had always confidently said that he would not lose. He could not slap his own mouth.

Tang Yi was afraid that he would be slapped in the face.

The two of them had made an appointment to not talk about their relationship for the past year and just treat it as a friend. However, after being together for a long time, Tang Yi's belief was slightly shaken.

"That day when Miss Wen came to find me, I also said the same thing to her. I said that no matter who you marry, you will not marry me. Her chances are greater than mine, and I encourage her to bravely pursue true love."

Tang Yi's face was full of black lines.

"Jun Yan, you can't see me well, right?"

"Don't you want to win?"

Jun Yan smiled and said to him, "Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Tang Yi said, "I hate Wen Qianqian. If you let Wen Qianqian pester me, how can I not be fierce? If I let the man you don't like pester you, would you be happy?"

"No one dares to pester me like that. They are afraid of my brothers."

Tang Yi choked.

He was also afraid of the Jun Family's eight sons, so he didn't show any mercy when beating him up.

If it wasn't for the agreement he signed with Jun Yan, as long as he went to the Jin City, Jun Yan would ensure his safety. He wouldn't dare to leave the Jun Family so easily.

The men of the Jun Family were definitely sis-con.

It wasn't easy for anyone to marry Jun Yan.

With this thought, Tang Yi's mood suddenly became much better. At least, the eight sons of the Jun Family were not just targeting him.

"Why are you still following me?"

When Jun Yan was about to enter the room, she noticed that Tang Yi was still following her. She stopped, turned around, and looked at Tang Yi with a smile that was not a smile.

Tang Yi,... ""2

He turned around, lifted his leg, and left!

Who followed her?

He just turned around a little slower.

Jun Yan looked at his arrogant back and suddenly called out to him.

Tang Yi suddenly turned around and asked, "What is it?"

"Tang Yi, did I tell you that your figure is very good and your muscles are strong. Women will definitely scream when they see you."

"Why didn't I hear you scream?"

Tang Yi was still very happy after being praised by Jun Yan. His handsome face, which had been tense just now, had already melted. He could not hold back his smile and climbed towards the corner of his mouth.

"I have seen many handsome men."

Her brothers were all peerlessly handsome and had excellent figures. Her sister-in-law were all very lucky.

Tang Yi's smile disappeared bit by bit. His handsome face tensed up again. He turned around, lifted his leg, and left!

Jun Yan's playful bell-like laughter rang out behind him.

This woman was doing it on purpose!

Tang Yi was angry and resentful, but he did not do anything.

Let her be.

If she wanted to tease him, she would tease him. He was a big man and had a great sense of propriety. He would not fuss about so much with her. As long as she was happy, it would be fine!

Jun Yan only opened the door and went in when Tang Yi's figure disappeared into the room.

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