Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Half an hour later.

Feng Yi came over to find Mu Jing. The two were chatting about the boxing match in the room. In another room, Prince Qiu and Yin Ze moved their stools to the farthest position from each other and sat down, both holding hands. A signature pen, and a folder with an A4 paper on his lap.

"Writing it is equivalent to admitting your mistake. Are you sure you want to write it?"

Prince Qiu turned his pen and started provoking Yin Ze.

The blond boy leaned back on the chair and squinted his eyes lazily, "In front of her, if she thinks it's wrong, it's wrong, but you don't seem to want to write?"

"Yes, after all, besides fighting with her, what I want to do most is to slit your throat with a scalpel and take out your internal organs and slice them into slices."

"You can come here now and see if you can slit my throat."

"You want me to take the lead and then let you use your hypocritical appearance to complain to her?"

Prince Qiu's eyes were slightly cold, "It's a beautiful thought."

The atmosphere between the two was very strange, which made Zhou Qiyang, who almost stepped in, step back and bump into Yuan Lin behind him. Before he could ask any questions, he turned around, covered his mouth, and dragged him to the stairs. , said: "Let's go sit at the neighbor's house."

Yuan Lin almost knew what might have happened in the room just now without thinking too much, and nodded obediently, "Okay."

When Zhou Qiyang went to find Huang Wei, he was told that he had already gone out to do a mission. Only Ju Anyou, who was on his shift, was lying on the sofa in an inconspicuous manner, playing with stacking blocks with a game console that looked very period in his hand.

Just when Zhou Qiyang was about to leave, he saw Yuan Lin walking over and said, "Hello."

Ju Anyou glanced at Yuan Lin, then returned his gaze to the game console and said, "Okay."

Yuan Lin didn't feel embarrassed and just waved to Zhou Qiyang and asked him to come over and sit down.

There was only the sound of games constantly ringing in the not-so-small room. Zhou Qiyang was a little uncomfortable at first, but as time passed, he began to think about various mathematical problems in his mind, while Yuan Lin's mind was empty, thinking about some Something unrealistic.

Ju Anyou, who was playing the game, was too lazy to pay attention to them. Huang Wei said when he went out that the people next door might come over for refuge from time to time. If you want to chat, just chat. If you don't want to chat, don't drive them away.

He is not in charge of public relations, so he is too lazy to talk nonsense, so he can just let them stay here.

On the other side, Feng Yi sat opposite Mu Jing, looking at her with some embarrassment, and said, "Are you making things difficult for me by stopping the game like this?"

"He can't even defeat my men, and he still wants to fight me?"

Mu Jing didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this, "Ten consecutive wins? Are you sure there isn't any water in it?"

Feng Yi was helpless, "There must be some moisture. You are so smart, you should also know the relationship."

"Just because I know it doesn't mean I have to accommodate it."

She tapped the handrail and said, "Not to mention the lame Shi Fei, let him step on my shoulders and jump up without fear of breaking his bones."

"...Do you know each other?"

"One of the candidates for future brother-in-law."

Mu Jing looked at Feng Yi and said, "Aren't you working for Ye Zhuo? Are you afraid that Lu Bin will mess with you?"

"This... person must have multiple escape routes, right?"

Feng Yi's smile was a little ruffian, "Don't be so awesome at what you do. Even if you look down on him, just show up and give him a few slaps on your own terms, okay?"

"When I see his face, I think of my useless eldest sister. If I beat him to death, wouldn't I lose a brother-in-law?"