At night, a luxury car stopped in front of the Nine Dragons Ice Room. The door opened, and a beautiful figure stepped out of the car and walked into the Nine Dragons Ice Room.
At this moment, Wen Nuoyan and Brother Kang were chatting in front of the counter. When he heard the door open, Brother Kang subconsciously turned his head and smiled at the newcomer.
"Welcome light…"
However, when he saw who it was, Brother Kang could not say the last word. It was stuck in his throat, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.
Ma Jiaohong nodded at Brother Kang before striding over to Wen Nuoyan. Her eyes were filled with joy as she licked her lips, but she still tried her best to keep her voice calm.
"You're back."
Wen Nuoyan turned his head to look at Ma Jiaohong. Although he had lived with Ma Jiaohong in the Nine-Vein Dragon's memories, he couldn't help but sigh after seeing her with his own eyes. The woman in front of him was indeed very beautiful. He nodded lightly at Ma Jiaohong,
"Yes."
"Sit down. What do you want to drink?"
Ma Jiaohong walked into the shop, pulled out a chair, and sat down casually."
"Don't you remember that I like lemon coffee?”
Hearing this, Wen Nuoyan nodded towards Ma Jiaohong,"
"Alright, I'll go get it."
Looking at Wen Nuoyan's back, Ma Jiaohong felt a mix of emotions. He had a myriad of words, but he didn't know how to say them.
After a while, a cup of iced lemon coffee was served on the table. Ma Jiaohong didn't take the lemon coffee. Instead, he looked at Wen Nuoyan indifferently, and his eyes gradually became firm.
"You know what?"
"I've been waiting for you!"
When Wen Nuoyan heard Ma Jiaohong's words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a bitter smile. He shook his head and didn't say anything.
Wen Nuoyan had watched a movie in his previous life. He knew that after Nine-striped Dragon was imprisoned in Langdang, Ma Jiaohong had found many boyfriends and was now the prince's woman.
Whether it was Wen Nuoyan or the nine-striped dragon, they would not blame Ma Jiaohong for this. She was a woman and had the right to choose her own life.
However, the current Nine Vein Dragon was no longer the Nine Vein Dragon of the past. It was Wen Nuoyan, who had a different soul. Although he still had his previous memories, Wen Nuoyan admitted that Ma Jiaohong was very beautiful, much more beautiful than most women he had seen.
However, Wen Nuoyan had no feelings for Ma Jiaohong. He had the right to choose his own life and the right to pursue happiness. Wen Nuoyan also had the right not to choose second-hand goods.
Wen Nuoyan took a cup of milk tea from behind the counter and took a sip. He shook his head at Ma Jiaohong and said with a smile,
"That's the past, not the present. We're all grown up now. Let the past be the past.”
"We can still be friends now, okay?”
When Ma Jiaohong heard Wen Nuoyan's words, his face was filled with determination. He shook his head at Wen Nuoyan, picked up the iced lemon coffee in front of him, and took a sip.
"I heard that you are waving the flag now. I want to help you. I will definitely help you wave the flag successfully.”
"It won't be long before the nine-striped dragon returns to its former majestic appearance!”
Wen Nuoyan thought of Ma Jiaohong and nodded. His face was filled with an expression of disbelief. He only nodded at Ma Jiaohong and did not say anything else.
After someone finished their conversation, the atmosphere fell into a subtle state. Ma Jiaohong finished his cup of lemon red tea, picked up his bag, and left.
However, before she pushed open the door of the Nine Dragons Ice Room, she turned around and gave Wen Nuoyan a deep look.
……
After Ma Jiaohong left, Wen Nuoyan stood up from his seat and greeted Brother Kang who was at the counter. He then went to the boxing ring nearby.
"Huff huff!"
The sound of punching a sandbag could be heard. The burly Ming Wang was bare-chested, and his body followed the rhythm of his breathing. His fists, which were as big as sandbags, hit the sandbag again and again, emitting muffled sounds.
If the sandbag was a person, he would realize that every punch of Ming Wang was aimed at his vital points with extreme precision.
It wasn't just Ming Wang. Beside him was Johnny Boy and his underlings.
When everyone saw Wen Nuoyan's arrival, they stopped what they were doing and shouted at Wen Nuoyan in unison,
"Brother Long!"
Wen Nuoyan thought about them and nodded. Then, he came to Ming Wang and said,
"Where's Long Hair?"
Ming Wang smiled and pointed to the other side of the arena.
Although his long hair looked a little thin, after taking off his shirt, his strong muscles were revealed. The six-pack on his abdomen showed his explosive power.
If Ming Wang was compared to a big bear, then Long Hair could be compared to a nimble mountain monkey. He used both his hands and feet to hit the sandbag. Although the sound was not as heavy as Ming Wang's, the frequency of the hit was much higher.
The so-called martial arts in the world, only speed can not be broken.
P.S. A wave of fresh flowers, a wave of monthly votes, a wave of evaluation votes, an endless loop of all kinds of data…
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