Comparing Hu Yueru to a geisha is simply insulting, Xiang Yi blushed with anger, and scolded: "Meng Ci, how dare you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hu Yueru's cold voice, who was still calm: "Your highness is flattering you for your own food."
After a pause, Hu Yueru looked away from a distance and fell on Meng Ci again. Her gaze swept over the people following him one by one, and she said, "But I didn't intend to ask you for this. Have a meal."
Meng Ci's face changed slightly, and before he could react, he heard Hu Yueru say again: "I don't know why the young master is making me admire? With your domineering attitude, or with your bullying face?"
Meng Ci was furious, and raised his hand to touch Hu Yueru's chin: "Just because I am the little overlord of Jincheng, and because I have taken a fancy to you, it is your honor..."
But before her fingers touched Hu Yueru, Hu Yueru pinched her wrist. The woman was slender but slender, and her five fingers were as white and soft as onion roots. She just used her index finger and middle finger to gently squeeze He squeezed Meng Ci's wrist, and even raised his orchid fingers, as if he was afraid of getting the dirt on him.
But Meng Ci's whole body froze, as if he had been cast with a fixing spell, his whole hand was pinched and he couldn't move.
Behind him, a group of friends who usually eat and drink with him are watching eagerly. When he was abandoned by Mo Siyu last time, these people had already laughed at him behind his back, but after all, Mo Siyu's identity, temperament and reputation It's not too embarrassing to put it there.
This time, what I faced was a young woman with no identity background and only a stunning face. If she was humiliated again, she would become the laughing stock of these people in this life. The city continued to mess around.
Thinking of this, Meng Ci was not to be outdone, and aimed at Hu Yueru's head with the other hand holding the folding fan, and slashed at Hu Yueru's head.
Hu Yueru didn't dodge, but leaned back slightly, twisted her backhand, only heard a muffled "click", and then Meng Ci howled like killing a pig.
Before everyone could react, Hu Yueru had already kicked Meng Ci's knee, knocked him to the ground, put his hand on his shoulder, and removed his arm.
The little street bully in Jincheng, who has been lawless all day long, is used to fighting, but he never expected that he would fall into the hands of a woman who seemed powerless, and she didn't even have the strength to fight back. Tricks down...
The kneecap was broken, the wrist was dislocated, the arm was dislocated, and he fell to the ground crying and struggling.
Even how the woman made the move was so fast that no one around could see clearly.
The guards who watched from a distance behind and did not enter the paddock saw that they wanted to lean in, but were stopped by the Mo family's personal guards at the periphery, unable to approach.
On the contrary, this group of dandies, including Mr. Miao's family, were all stunned and didn't react for a while.
Originally thought that Hu Yueru would let Meng Ci go just like that, but Hu Yueru pulled out a thin bamboo flute from her cuff, pressed it to her lips, and began to play.
For a moment, the Xiao sound was high-pitched and sharp, irritating everyone's eardrums, and everyone could only see those black long and short reptiles and centipedes hiding under the grass rushing towards them...
These people backed away in fright, but the reptiles did not harm the innocent, they all ran under Meng Ci's body, burrowed into his clothes, crawled on his face, and bit his neck...