Chapter 8: Grab the protagonist's mother 8

It’s stupid to die.
Seeing the mouthpiece of Nie Chenyuan's "War for You" on the screen, Qingyun's mouth is a glimpse of joy.
Nie Chenyuan did not know that he was dismissed. At the end of each game, he was still rushing to Qingyun. It is a pity that the ranking game is almost over, and the last game is left. After Nie Chenyuan wins, he will be able to challenge the qualification of the last "head" Lin Yuhao.
He sat on the side of the chair and sighed.
Nie Chenyuan is deliberate. His love for Qingyun is full of the whole chest, that is, to declare the ownership of Qingyun to the world. As for what other people think about their feelings, they are not within the scope of Nie Chenyuan’s consideration.
Nie Songping sat in a chair and looked at the nose and nose, fearing that the following Nie Chenyuan had made something shocking. In his private room, the pot has been blasted, and several homeowners with girls have been smashed inexplicably, and Wang Miaoyun’s grandfather has not escaped.
"Pharaoh! I know that you are not a good thing, your granddaughter has been with the Lin Xiaozi, and even let Xiao Nie go in!" Gu Jiajia's temper is the most tempered, pointing to Wang Miaoyun's grandfather smashed up.
"Let your mother's shit! You old boy will not talk, you rely on you to doubt my family, I think you are playing fast, then the family room of your family is your granddaughter?!" Saying, but the heart is secretly regretting, if you know the strength of Nie Chenyuan early...
"You think about it, if it is my granddaughter, I will ask this question at this moment?" Gu Jiazhu’s look at Wang Miaoyun’s grandfather’s look is not like a fake, but another face.
He pointed at the person's mouth, and the man suddenly looked up and went back: "You don't want to say, my family can have no granddaughter."
Lin’s master suddenly took back his fingers, but the corner of his eye was Nie Songping, who was on the surface of the old god.
Nie Songping didn't know where there wasn't a stupid person in the house, and the ages were so big, and there would be noisy like this. This is clearly to show him a look, forcing him to pass the wind.
It is said that these old guys will not hold on to the feelings of the juniors, but they will blame Nie Chenyuan for being too enthusiastic.
Look at these games, let alone a few of them are curious, this inside up and down, inside the private room, and the seats below, are staring at the room of the Nie family, only annoyed how they did not double Perspective eyes.
Even Zhang Jingguo and Lin Yuhao are a bit curious at this moment. What kind of person can Nie Chenyuan make this kind of look?
After all, Nie Chenyuan is a twenty-five-year-old nine-layered warrior, and that the strength is not worse than Lin Yuhao. How can they not pay attention?
Can Nie Songping dare to talk to them about his own grandson and grandmother, he couldn’t sit still now, for fear that Qingyun was angry and screwed Nie Chenyuan’s neck.
In all fairness, if Nie Songping himself was discussed by the following people, he couldn't help but slay Nie Chenyuan's idiot.
Nie Songping stretched a face and finally couldn't help but cough. When everyone felt that he was going to speak, he walked silently out of the door with a cane.
Qing Yun looked at Nie Songping who suddenly opened the door and silently turned his eyes to the screen without speaking.
Not only did Nie Songping look at him a little embarrassed, Qing Yun and Nie Chenyuan went to bed, and this time I looked at Nie Chenyuan's grandfather's attitude and his mood was subtle.
Nie Songping smiled and the old face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and said to Nie Chenyuan: "Chen Yuan is still young, not very sensible, please understand Mr. Qing, go back to the old and must repair him."
He said that he himself is blushing, young? Young fart, both twenty-six and six, is four or five years older than Qingyun. At this point, Qingyun wants to see him in his younger part.
"No problem."
Qing Yun immediately learned that Nie Songping apologized for what happened. He has excellent hearing and the whispers in the surrounding rooms have long been heard clearly.
Put down the teacup, Qingyun went to the transparent wall, and raised his hand to pull the curtain that covered the line of sight.
"They want to see them, just show them clearly."
The moment when Qingyun opened the curtain, the people in the seat below were quiet for a second, and they stretched their necks and looked at the room of Nie.
At the same time, the top of the ring-shaped compartments are also one by one, "哗哗哗" opened the curtain, standing in front of the wall and looking at the room between Qingyun.
The person in charge of the conference also opened the meeting, and adjusted the camera to the room of the Nie family.
What about gold? Where is the money?
Let them stretch their necks, widen their eyes, and only see Qingyun, a man standing by the wall, there is only one disciple in the private room, and then look inside is the old face of Nie Songping.
Is it that they are discussing too warmly, so the woman in the private room is gone?
However, after Nie Chenyuan’s face was full of happy smiles, they dispelled their doubts. Nie Chenyuan, the only heir to Nie's family, is less than 30 years old and has a strong and talented nine-layered warrior. What he likes is a man? !
The stage is awesome! Immediately, someone pointed out the identity of Qingyun. He was defeated by Lin Yuhao three years ago, and was also the only son of Qing Haolin who was forced to take the scandal.
When someone thought about it, they immediately thought that they had caught the truth of the facts.
Nie Chenyuan is undoubtedly going to be with Lin Yuhao. What does this mean? Qingyun, this is selling the body to avenge his father!
People looked at Nie Chenyuan's eyes and obviously brought a little sympathy. It seems that Nie Chenyuan has moved his heart, and Qingyun’s motives are not pure.
They are not sick in their minds. Naturally, they dare not arrange Nie Chenyuan, who is on the stage, but they are shaking their heads against Qingyun.
Several of the people living in the bread room were also stunned. Zhang Jingguo shook his head with a smile, and all the words were gloating: "Nie is not easy, the grandson's meridians are good, but just after a heart, the grandfather brought a man back home. Or someone with a ulterior motive, it’s no wonder that he just didn’t want to breathe.
Wang Miaoyun’s grandfather smiled and smiled. Other homeowners didn’t say anything, and the heart was screaming.
How can the nephew of Niejia be with a man? Seeing Nie Songping is so clear that he is going to "catch a traitor". Unexpectedly, this kid named Qing Yun is too scheming and has exposed his identity with the limelight.
"Qing Yun? It turned out to be Qingyun?!" Lin Yuhao was also surprised and widened his eyes. He did not expect that Qingyun could really fascinate Nie Chenyuan.
There was a strange excitement in his heart, and the tremendous pressure that had existed since Nie Chenyuan’s presence finally came to a place of release. Lin Yuhao smiled and picked up his mobile phone and called: "Mom, do you know, I saw Qingyun, and he actually sold his body in order to avenge me..."
Lin Mu lived up to expectations, and even rushed to the scene before the last game of Nie Chenyuan.
She didn't do anything. She just happened to stand in front of a camera. She widened her eyes and looked at Qingyun in the private room. She said, "Qing Yun, my mother is very disappointed with you."
As soon as the tears flowed down, the crying pear blossoms with rain, and the chest is full, as if the behavior of Qingyun is both heartache and embarrassment.
Lin Yuhao arrived at the right time, took Lin Mu and comforted him while going up, doing enough to be a dutiful son, and even lining up Qingyun to condemn.
In the eyes of the two people who have brushed a wave of mother and child, Qingyun satirizes the hook. Since he dared to stand up, he was not afraid of the criticism of others. The reaction of Lin Yuhao and Lin Mu had nothing to do with him.
At this time, Nie Chenyuan’s last game began, pulling people’s attention back slightly.
He sinks into the water and slowly walks on the stage, looking around the entire venue and seeing the faces of everyone around him. At this moment, he had some tyrannical thoughts because of the smashing of Qingyun by others, and he was ecstatic because of Qingyun’s response to him.
As soon as he looked up at the Qingyun Qingliang belt and a few eyes, Nie Chenyuan suddenly smiled.
"Don't say that you are really on the heart?" The opponent who just played interrupted the confrontation between the two.
Nie Chenyuan’s opponent, Zhang Mang, was the champion who was challenged by Lin Yuhao at the last Guwu Conference, and the first younger brother Lin Yuhao really conquered.
Zhang was born and adopted by Zhang Jingguo since he was a child. It was through his ancient Wushu Association that he won the championship of five years. He stuck in the corner of the eighth floor of the day after he had been stuck for ten years. However, Lin Yuhao was struggling with him in the next seven days and he was defeated. Since then, he has been convinced by Lin Yuhao.
"Although I know that you have arrived at the 9th floor of the day after tomorrow, but you are definitely not comparable to Yuhao. He is the one who can fight more and more." Even if it is not comparable to Nie Chenyuan, Zhang mad is still very disdainful to him.
Nie Chenyuan was unhappy at this moment. He didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He just turned around and told the referee that the game had begun.
Who would have expected Zhang’s words to turn to Qingyun:
How is he playing? Look at the fine skin and tender meat, don’t know what it is like in bed?

He said that he was still laughing and licking his fingers.
The ringtone at the beginning of the game sounded at the right time, and there was a scream of screams at the same time.
"What's the matter?" The people watching the game looked inexplicably.
Someone was sharp-eyed and immediately screamed: "Gentle...arm...who's arm?"
Gradually, everyone saw that there was a twisted broken arm lying on the platform, like a person who was torn from the shoulders, and the flesh was torn apart, and the blood was sprayed to the ground. 2k novel reading network