Wang Zhiyong and his wife, who had just made cruel remarks to Lin Qianyi, seemed to be eager to get down on their knees and please the "little Wen" in their mouth.

The man sitting on the middle sofa, with gold rimmed glasses and a woman in his arms, casually shook the red wine in his hand.

On the sofas on both sides of the men in the golden silk border, there are two men sitting on each side, with a trace of flattery on their faces.

Wen Shao frowned, glanced at them with a cold look, and then looked at the woman pushed in front of them.

After seeing Lin Qianyi's appearance, there was a flash of amazement and a trace of interest in his eyes.

The men sitting on both sides, after seeing Lin Qianyi's face, showed a greedy look in their eyes.

However, he soon converged. At the same time, he gave a reflective look at "Wenshao", and his eyes were full of fear.

Obviously, these two people are afraid of "lack of literature" from the bottom of their hearts. Otherwise, how can they subconsciously look at "lack of literature"?

The two of Zhu Liang were swept away by Wen Shao's eyes, and suddenly they were afraid.

Then, without hearing Wen Shao's reprimand, they knew that Wen Shao had a crush on the woman they casually pulled in.

"What's your name?"

Di Bowen looked at the woman with her eyes slightly narrowed and asked with great interest.

However, now Lin Qianyi is trying to wake himself up. He doesn't hear him at all, or even if he hears it, he won't listen.

"Bitch! Wen Shao is asking you! "

Seeing that Lin Qianyi didn't speak, Wang Zhiyong hurriedly pushed Lin Qianyi and scolded loudly.

Lin Qianyi was pushed by him and suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hiss -"

The sharp pain of her knee hitting the floor made Lin Qianyi take a breath of air-conditioning. At the same time, she knew vaguely and woke up for a few minutes.

Looking at Lin Qianyi being pushed to, Emperor Bowen stared at Wang Zhiyong coldly, with a cold smell on his body.

The woman he likes can't let others do it!

At the sight of emperor Bowen, Wang Zhiyong was immediately afraid and quickly admitted his mistake in panic, "I'm sorry for the lack of text, I'm sorry for the lack of text, i... I, I collect more, I should call."

With that, Wang Zhiyong slapped himself in the face. Palm prints appeared on his fat face.

While Wang Zhiyong pulled out his own space, Lin Qianyi had slowly climbed up, and a thin layer of sweat came out of her body.

Looking at Lin Qianyi who was obviously wrong, di Bowen glanced at Zhu Liang and asked, "did you give her medicine?"

"No, no, Wenshao. She was like this when we met her."

Seeing that emperor Bowen looked unhappy, Zhu Liang quickly waved his hand and said.

"Encountered?"

Di Bowen grabbed the key words in his words, "so, did you get her halfway?"

After listening to Emperor Bowen's words, Zhu Liang suddenly raised a chill under his feet and nodded honestly.

No matter how brave he was, he didn't dare to lie in front of the uncle. He saw it with his own eyes. The uncle killed the liar without changing his face.

Although he was a follower of emperor Bowen, he did not dare to play tricks on this point.

Because all the people who played tricks in front of Di Bowen disappeared inexplicably. He didn't want to be the next person who disappeared inexplicably.

After knowing the reason, Emperor Bowen did not respond, but his interest became stronger.

"Come here."

Emperor Bowen said to Lin Qianyi with a radian in the corner of his mouth.