This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Night Xuan jumped off the table and came to Wu Liu. He asked lightly: “What is it? ”

Wu Liu's gaze shifted upwards, looking at the moonless sky, with a straight face of the night Xuan morning. He was awkward and emotional for half a day, but the two protagonists were like no one else, even if they were normal people, they were smashed at this time, shouldn't they show shyness...

Uh... but imagine Young Master Ling and Young Master Night shy, Wu Liu couldn't help but shake.

Night Xuan morning, he really doesn't feel shy at all, anyway, he doesn't look at other people's faces alive.

And Ling Tian's words, if you don't look at his slightly red earlobes, are no different.

“… Sir and Madame are going home, do you want to go back with them?” Wu Liu suppressed his thoughts and spoke of his own intentions.

“Oh, come back with me, it's all right.” Night Xuan nodded and asked, “Where are the reporters downstairs? ”

Wu Liu said: "Mr. just handled it himself, um... and announced to the media that he would expel Nightson Sheng from the Night House. ”

Night Xuan: “Well, let's go! ”

Even if Night Yuan Zhong and Cheng Yalin forgive Night Sung, he will not be able to stay at Night Sung anymore. After all, all the senior members of Night Sung know what Night Sung did. If Night Yuan Zhong still retains Night Sung, then others will think that Night Yuan Zhong is not temperamental, and it is inevitable that someone will follow Night Sung in the future.

So far away from the Night Sung, not only should Night Sung be driven out of the Night Sung, but also let the outside world know what happened to Night Sung.

So his cousin's life could be a little miserable next!

Out of the Night House, the Night Xuan Morning was intended to return to the Night House with Night Yuanzhong, but I didn't expect to just leave the gate of the Night House Group. Before I walked a few steps, I was stopped by Yang Yifen and others who had already waited here.

“Yo, yo! Isn't this our Young Master Night? Why do you look frustrated? What's going on here?” Yang Yifen wrapped his hands around his chest and looked at Night Xuan morning with a dramatic expression.

Night Xuan stood still, lifted his hand and touched his face, drooling his head? Did he?

“Yang Yifan, it's time for you to see the ophthalmologist.” Night Xuan smiled and then took Ling Tian around a few people.

“Oh! Night Xuan morning, you less pretend, now that the Night House has changed, you still consider yourself a former prince?” Yang Yifen didn't laugh back in anger. He was overwhelmed with pride from head to toe.

He got the news yesterday. The Night's Desk will fall into the hands of Night Sung today, so he came here early in the morning, in order to properly humiliate Night Xuan morning.

Ever since the last basketball court, he has failed to find trouble with Night Xuan Morning. Now that Night Xuan is gone, that Night Xuan Morning is nothing, so this is a good opportunity to get revenge!

He just wanted to see the look on Night Xuan's face from nothing. It must be wonderful.

However, as it stands now, Night Xuan is still a dead duck with a hard mouth and strong face.

That's right, he could crush Night Xuan's dignity little by little, just like the other people laughed at him in the basketball court that day.

“I'm not, can't you?” Night Xuan wrapped his hands around his chest and looked at Yang Yifan and others with a smile.

Looking at these people, I'm afraid we don't know what just happened at Night's Day.

After all, Night Yuanzhong has just finished dealing with the reporter. The news hasn't come out yet, so Yang Yifan still thinks he's down?

[Next Friday this book will be charged, nah... remember to support the duck!