Chapter 59 Fight

The last mistake a man should make is to say good things about his old lover in front of his wife, and He Liancheng just stepped into this minefield.

Mo Qingcheng rode a white blade and rushed straight to the street, but a woman suddenly rushed out of the corner. Mo Qingcheng quickly grabbed the reins, but the speed was so fast that he couldn't stop for a moment. Seeing that he was about to hit the woman, the man suddenly rose into the air and jumped over the white blade and ran towards the alley in front of him.

Mo Qingcheng was about to apologize, but he saw a grandfather in front of him pointing in the direction of the woman and said breathlessly, "My... my money bag!"

Is that woman a thief? Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and patted the horse's stomach to catch up with him.

"Hey, stop!" Mo Qingcheng shouted loudly. The woman was still running forward as if she didn't hear it.

Mo Qingcheng's anger rose again. He suddenly jumped from the horse to the front of the woman and reached out to stop her from going.

"Let's get out of the way!" The woman lifted her bangs and showed an indifferent face.

Mo Qingcheng glanced at her. The woman's long eyebrows were like willows, her body was like a jade tree, and her thick eyebrows rose slightly rebelliously. Under her long and slightly curly eyelashes, there was a pair of arrogant eyes, and the fiery red nivel appeared between the red veil slightly swinging, revealing a navel as white as jade. The dense beads of sweat oozed between the face and neck, adding a little charm.

"Don't allow it!" Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly and looked at her devocatively. It's so arrogant to steal something!

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" The woman snorted coldly, and no one in the world could give her a face.

The woman launched an attack first and split a palm at an incredible speed. Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly. Although she moved slowly, she just knotted with her palm and blocked the palm.

Seeing Mo Qingcheng dodging, the woman's eyes narrowed, shook hands into a fist, and the virtual shadow said, punched, and the rubble flew across. Mo Qingcheng was not afraid, her eyes flashed, and there was a murderous intention on her body. This woman was so strong! She dodged left and right, waiting to seize the opportunity, with her fists and legs, constantly attacking, and hitting the woman's key point in every move.

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and a cold electric light shot out of her eyes, and an incredible sneer appeared on her face. This woman is still a little capable!

The tense breath suddenly spread. The woman leaned forward with the strength of Mo Qingcheng's pull of her shoulder, but her right foot bounced back. Mo Qingcheng was kicked down his head and stepped back a few steps.

The woman's soft and cold thin lips rose slightly, revealing some contempt. Mo Qingcheng's eyes became gloomy. She patted her left palm, and her right palm followed. Her left palm retracted and added it to the palm of her right palm. The three palms attacked repeatedly. The woman struggled to avoid it, but she was still hit on her left shoulder. She felt a numbness in her shoulder and stepped back step by step.

Tongmo Qingcheng almost reached her limit, and the sweat on her face flowed down.

"Girl, stop fighting, the thief has run away!" The old man ran this way and wiped his face with sweat.

"Are you not a thief?" Mo Qingcheng faded his murderous intention, and two dark eyebrows flew high.

"Does the girl look like a thief?" While rubbing her left shoulder, the woman looked at Mo Qingcheng. Although she was sweating, there was a trace of heroism between her eyebrows.

Mo Qingcheng was embarrassed and took two steps forward, "I misunderstood the girl!"

"You have good kung fu. Can you make a friend?" The woman was not angry or annoyed. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Qingcheng with great interest, and her eyes did not hide her appreciation.

The so-called don't know each other! Mo Qingcheng hasn't met his opponent for a long time. After a fight, not only did his previous resentment disappear, but he also felt extremely happy.

Mo Qingcheng's previous gloomy face returned to beauty, and a smile hung at the corners of his mouth, "Mo Qingcheng!"

"Ice!" The woman smiled gently and charmingly, which was completely different from the previous arrogance and indifference.

"If Binger is fine, you might as well go to the cold house for a cup of tea!" Mo Qingcheng's clear eyes rested on the woman's left shoulder, "It's also a companion!"

"Okay, that's annoying!" Binger did not push it away. I just came out. I forgot to bring my wallet and ran for a long time. Now I'm thirsty, and Mo Qingcheng's proposal is just right.

The two jumped on the horse and entered the back door of the general's mansion from the path with a smile. At this moment, she completely forgot that she ran out in anger.

"Binger, I see your dress. It's not like Luo Yuguo. How can you, a girl, run so far?" Mo Qingcheng handed Binger a cup of tea and asked carefully.

Binger's eyes suddenly dimmed. She lowered her eyes and said sadly, "I originally came to find my sweetheart. I have been waiting for him for many years, but he has never come back to me. A few days ago, I summoned up the courage to come to him, but I didn't expect that he was married, and he told me in person that he loved his current wife very much. I won't divorce her because of me!"

Another affectionate woman hurt by love! Mo Qingcheng sighed in his heart and said quietly, "Today, I found that there are other women in my husband's heart. What's ridiculous is that I am still the shadow of that woman!"

"Men don't have a good thing!" Binger picked up the teacup and drank it all, and her eyes suddenly lit up again. "Why don't we drink!"

"Good!" Mo Qingcheng's eyes are also shining, and it's not bad to drink wine to drown his sorrows!

"Yan'er!"

"Madam!"

"Go to the wine cellar and bring the plum blossom brew sent by my grandfather. Don't be seen by others!" Mo Qingcheng said to Yan'er.

"This... is not good!" Yan'er said fearlessly. If the general finds it, he will definitely be unhappy, and there are guests here!

"I don't want to say it a second time!" Mo Qingcheng's face suddenly became cold.

"Yes!" Yan'er looked at her, frowned, turned around and went out.

Plum wine is very sweet, but the stamina is very strong. Both of them are good at drinking. After seeing the bottom of the jar, both of them giggled and fell asleep on the table.

In the haze, Mo Qingcheng felt that someone had carried her to **. She struggled weakly a few times and fell asleep again.