Chen Wang lifted her up and carried her in front of her like a cat. His voice was very cold, with a warning: "Meng Yingning."

Meng Yingning calmed down, raised her eyes and looked at him.

The man's eyes were pitch black, his eye sockets were very deep, and there were very fine red bloodshot in his eyes, with imperceptible fatigue.

Meng Yingning's expression was calm and she raised her hand slowly. Her white and tender little hands stopped on the side of the man's angular face, slightly hanging, very close, as if she was about to caress the next second.

Chen Wang paused.

The next second, Meng Yingning slapped him in the face.

It was crisp and crisp, with a bang, quite loud.

Chen Wang's head was slapped slightly to the side.

Erpang: "..."

Lu Zhizhou: "…"

Chen Wang froze for two seconds, then slowly turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

Meng Yingning was lifted by him, but her momentum did not diminish. She raised her chin and glanced at him, and spoke with a strong smell of alcohol: "Dog slave."
Chapter completed!