Chapter 342

"Can you two do the point to point play?" She can only see the fight in the costume drama, but in real life, metaphor is really not seen.

Now suddenly met two masters, she was curious, and suddenly wanted to open her eyes.

Lu Jiang looks at Mo Jingyao. Based on his understanding of Mo Jingyao, Mo Jingyao prefers two straight men to fight behind closed doors.

Never in front of people.

Because fighting is fighting, not acting.

Mo Jingyao must disdain acting like an actor.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Yu se finished, Mo Jingyao nodded, "I wonder if Mr. Chen will agree with me to beat you once more with the right name?"

"Last night you were just a fluke. Thank you for giving me a fair chance to beat you once." Two men you come and I go, this utterance absolute straight man, and Chen Fan small white face appearance is really does not match.

However, seeing Chen Fan solve the problem with his own eyes, Yu se feels that anything can happen to this man.

"There's no need to beat. I've just seen a bloody scene. Now those who want to see civilization will win by pulling out a hair. Whoever pulls out the other party's hair first wins." Yu se doesn't want the two men to fight. It's her fault. She will regret that she insisted on meeting chen fan.

After all, as long as we don't see it, there will never be such an embarrassing situation at the moment.

"OK, let's listen to the small color."

"I agree."

The two men spoke together and agreed to draw each other's hair to determine the outcome. Otherwise, if two men really fight, I'm afraid one of them will be injured.

"Less ink, it's better to start in the villa." At this time, outside the villa, passers-by occasionally passed by. Chen Fan did not want to hurt innocent people or fight in front of people, so he directly invited Mo Jingyao into the villa.

"Yes." Mo Jingyao nodded and agreed. Everyone came and left without doing anything. It was a waste of his time.

So, four people slowly out of the villa door.

After entering the metaphor, I found that there was a martial arts training ground on the right side of the villa garden.

"Mo Shao, Miss Yu, please." Compared with Cheng's younger sister Yu Semo, chen fan has no dogleg to please Mo Jingyao.

he doesn't need to please Mo Jingyao. They are men from two different worlds.

But it is also absolutely the superior in the two fields, with the supreme power.

With Chen fan into the training ground, more than ten square meters, two people fight is enough.

The two men each occupied a part.

"Mo Jingyao and Chen Fan agreed that the winner would be determined by pulling out a hair." Seeing that the two men really want to start, metaphor can't help but remind again.

Otherwise, she has a way. If she doesn't remind her, the two men are likely to duplicate the way they played yesterday. In the end, one of them will be injured.

"Mo Shao, offended." Chen Fan took the lead, quick and accurate, this is the intuitive feeling of metaphor, but in a flash was dissolved by Mo Jingyao.

This is really the first time to see Mo Jingyao fighting with others.

I just knew he was fighting.

It was totally different from seeing it with my own eyes.

Come on.

The fast metaphor is dazzling.

Fast she even wants to participate in it, to see if her speed can avoid two men.

She can't fight, but she can hide.

The method of nine meridians and eight meridians has advanced to a higher level in her body.

However, she was worried that her rush in would affect the fight between the two men, so she resisted in the end.

At this moment, I saw Chen Fan's moves with my own eyes, and I completely believed in Chen Fan's ability.

Sure enough, he can play.

Chen fan is not bad, and Mo Jingyao is even worse. Although the scene is so fast that metaphors can't be filled with time, it feels that the two men are actually equal. Even if Mo Jingyao has the upper hand, it is not very obvious.

All of a sudden, Mo Jingyao, who was fighting, suddenly retreated. In a twinkling, he came to Yu SE's side and stood still. In his hand, there was an extra hair in his hand. "This is Mr. Chen's."

But he just finish saying, see Chen Fan tiny smile, "excuse me, I happen to have one."

"Mo Jingyao, you lost." Yu se thinks of all kinds of things today. The man always bullies her all the time, and then he comes to a conclusion.

"Well, why me?" Mo Jingyao immediately covered his face with black lines and looked at the metaphor.

Yu se ignored Mo Jingyao's gloomy face and continued: "because Chen Fan's body is injured, so if you get each other's hair at the same time, chen fan wins."

Mo Jingyao slightly side head, low voice in Yu se ear way: "small color, so think he won?" That "he" naturally refers to Chen fan.

"Tell me the truth."

"Heartless little thing." Mo Jingyao said, and then raised his hand again, "I don't know if I still have a cuff link in my hand. Does this count?""You..." Chen fan was surprised. He didn't expect that Mo Jingyao also stole a cuff link from him. It was his carelessness. However, he soon regained his look and said in a low voice: "this time, Mo Shao won. I admit defeat, but only this one."

"Mr. Chen is not satisfied with this. Would you like to call again in the future?" Mo Jingyao threw the cuff link back to Chen fan.

Chen Fan reached out to take it, examined the cuff link in his hand, and whispered, "naturally, it's going to be played again." In that case, if he still loses, he will never give up.

He didn't believe that he couldn't beat Mo Jingyao, so he wanted to do it again.

"Yes, but it will be another day. Otherwise, it will take advantage of your injury again." Mo Jingyao opened with a low smile. When he said this, his eyes were all on the metaphor.

That look, fall in the eye of figurative color, is plainly accusing her of being partial to Chen fan.

Yu se is lazy to deal with him. Chen Fan over there has politely said, "the comer is a guest. Mo Shao. Miss Yu, let's have a cup of tea."

So Chen Fan led two people to the pavilion in the back garden.

The view of this place is wide and windy. It is refreshing and pleasant.

Yu se took out the prescription and handed it to Chen fan, "this is today's prescription, tomorrow's prescription will be given to you tomorrow."

"Well, I'll go to Miss Yu to get the prescription for tomorrow." Chen fan takes the prescription from Yu Se and nods with a smile.

"No need." I don't want to. As soon as Chen fancai finished speaking, Mo Jingyao first took the place of metaphor and refused.

That look is to declare that metaphor belongs to him. No matter who it is, don't try to get close to him.

Chen Fan frowned slightly, "then please Miss Yu to come to me every day from tomorrow. I am more welcome. Thank you very much."

"I'm sorry, I can't either." As a result, Mo Jingyao did not hesitate at all, and refused directly.

Mo Jingyao refused one after another, chen fan was angry, "sorry, I asked Miss Yu, not you, Mo Jingyao."