Chapter 3979: 4.1579 Don't point me

3979 FERNANDEZ, MARY GRACE
Just let her go to the little princess and touch the nails, so that this woman always thinks that she is the most capable in the world!
Qiao Mu glanced at her, staring at the index finger in front of her, and suddenly reached out and held it.
Push back hard and only hear the sound of "click".
Congratulations His Excellency.
Ni Yanzhi's scream broke through the clear sky instantly.
Lu Pinwen and Zhang Mingqiu glanced at each other inexplicably secretly.
Hehe, it turned into dregs every minute ...
"Don't point your finger at me!" Qiao Mu said coldly, and then pushed her hard with disapproval.
Ni Jizhi stepped back a few steps, his face pale and was supported by Your Excellency the Lord.
He Wen looked at his lover with a distressed face, and even whispered, "Yu Zhi, Yu Zhi, come, take medicine first ..."
He Wen just took out a bottle of ointment and was taken into his hands by blink of an eye.
Ni Yanzhi looked up, stared at the tree with a sullen face, and uttered a cold voice, "You are so good!"
Qiao Mu looked at her with a disapproval and threw the ointment on his hands. "If you don't have enough strength, just lower your head to be a man. Don't be arrogant."
"No one in this world is obliged to get used to you!"
If it wasn't for seeing Ni Yanzhi's face really ugly, and to be honest, Zhang Mingqiu and Lu Pinwen, I would really like to give the little princess a slap.
Isn't it?
When Ni Zhizhi came to the Royal College, he was picky and inconspicuous everywhere. He couldn't live well and didn't eat very well. As for Nima, he felt like he was coming to the immortal. He was only capable of farting, but there was a lot of nonsense.
It is appropriate to let the little princess such as the fiercely popular master to rule this foolish woman.
What makes her look bad?
Okay, let's kick her on the iron plate, and she can bear it.
Qiao Mu gave a cold sigh, threw his hands and threw the ointment back into He Wen's hand, pulled Mo Lian and turned to go up the mountain.
Zhang Mingqiu faced in a difficult situation, and the poor Pakistani party aggrieved and said, "Prince, what should the president do if he blame him?"
Mo Lian smiled slightly, looking at the two alumni, she said quietly, "You can choose."
"Open our eyes and close our eyes and let us go up the mountain. Or maybe we fainted you and we will go up the mountain again."
Lu Pinwen and Zhang Qiuming both gazed at each other, and at the same time twitched their lips, subconsciously backing down two steps.
The good guys don't fight the bad guys, aren't they giving up!
Qiao Mu leaned to one side and ran across between them, and Mo Lian followed.
After such a delay, Qi Xuanxuan and the fat man followed.
With a blink of an eye, Qi Xuanxuan glanced at Ni Yanzhi, who was holding her hand in a low voice and mournfully, and glanced twice more curiously.
Ni Zhizhi's phalanx fractured, her ten fingers connected to her heart, and her tears were sore.
At this moment, when I saw Qi Xuanxuan watching the lively scene, she looked at her curiously and couldn't help but shouted sharply, "What to see."
Qi Xuanxuan skimmed her mouth and went straight to the fat man.
Zhang Mingqiu couldn't help but shouted, "Student, you can't go up!"
Qi Xuanxuan waved her hand, "Anyway, you can put one, and four are also put. You all have to be unlucky."
Zhang Mingqiu blinked, "That makes sense."
"Master!" Ni Zhizhi pulled La He angrily and asked his hand. "The Royal Academy is so hospitable. I will go up and ask the Dean Yun how to teach students."
(End of this chapter)