The boys' faces changed suddenly.

Subconsciously glanced at each other, and from each other's eyes, they saw a touch of stiff and complex emotions.

"It turns out that this villa belongs to Ni Wei, ah......" someone reluctantly pulled his lips and said.

From the great joy of finding such a magnificent villa as a place to settle down, I slowly reminisced

The villa must be Ni Wei, Miss Ni didn't run away.

Although Song Ming has many halos such as school grass, student union president, and school figures, he can only be regarded as solid in terms of family background, which is far inferior to Ni Wei.

This villa is in the land of S City, worth tens of millions, and is famous for its ......

Unaffordable.

The door of the high-end villa is a fingerprint lock.

Song Ming led their group over, and the appearance of entering fingerprints to open the villa made them mistakenly think that the villa belonged to Song Ming himself.

Slightly flattering and flattering Song Ming for a long time.

Interestingly: Song Ming did not clarify a sentence from beginning to end.

It seems to be tacitly assumed that this villa is his.

Probably like them, they think that Ni Wei is already a dead person.

I didn't expect the main owner to appear now.

It's embarrassing.

kicked away people's cars, drove away people's cars, and occupied people's houses.

The boys' faces were hot and hot.

At the same time, Brother Song, who had just been two meters eight tall in their minds, was a little disillusioned after making such a play, and now he is only one meter eight.

As long as there is a little bit of manly backbone, I am afraid there is no way to continue to live with peace of mind after Fenghua tears off this fig leaf.

However, it is really dangerous outside now, so let them leave decisively......

I'm sorry.

The concubine can't do it!

But, begging Ni Wei to let them stay?

No boy can pull this face and open this mouth.

On the second day of the apocalypse, civilized etiquette has not completely collapsed, and there has been no real despair, dignity and face are still a very important thing in people's hearts.

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, and their eyes give a meaning: Do you really want to leave......

"Vivi."

An Ying walked out of the kitchen with freshly squeezed orange juice in her hand.

Dressed in the latest Chanel spring haute couture dress, washed and blow-dried hair draped over her shoulders.

Compared to the current appearance of messy clothes and dirty elegance, more like the owner of this palatial villa.

An Ying pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Fenghua's eyes, as if she was an ignorant child who was making trouble unreasonably.

"Vivi, I know you're angry, but there's a lot of man-eating monsters out there right now, and if you kick them out, you're going to be in danger."

"For the sake of your classmates, Weiwei, don't play with the eldest lady's temper at this time, okay?"

"Come on, there's juice and cake in the fridge, Vivi, you fill your stomach first, and I'll cook it right away."

Three or two sentences, to put it mildly, swept them aside, and took the lead in standing on the moral high ground.

If Fenghua does not back down and does not allow them to stay, he will not save him in the face of death, be cold-blooded and ruthless, and be condemned by tens of thousands of people.

Good means.

Compared with An Ying, the original main rank is too different.

It's a pity that An Ying missed two points

First, she is not the Ni Wei of the past.

Second, it's the end of the world.

Fenghua raised her eyebrows.

What is morality, can you eat it?