The Villain in the Book: I Became the Secretary of the Protagonist's Beautiful Mother

Ye Feng put on an eight-dragon palm stance.

Regardless of body shape, physique, and momentum, they are all masters of style.

"Young Master Ye, the descendant of Old Man Ye, is very young and has a very unusual bearing. This gesture is very good, a rising star, a dragon among people."" Liu Bingzhen came to the door of the practice room and praised with a smile.

A hint of joy flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, Liu Bing really appreciated it, it was a good sign!

She seems to be gentle and elegant, like a lady, but she is a master who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, otherwise she is not enough to lead the Purple Star Club, a big force in Huacheng.

With her support, Liu Mengyao, his fiancée, cannot escape.

Ye Feng glanced at Liu Mengyao, her waist-to-hip ratio was perfect.

There was longing in his eyes.

Just flashed by.

Liu Mengyao's keen eyesight still caught it, and a layer of frost instantly condensed on her smiling face.

She had seen too many such greedy eyes.

But he didn't see it in Lu Song's eyes.

After learning from each other, Lu Song was always calm and calm, looking at her with pure and innocent eyes.

In front of him, even though Ye Feng has restrained the release of his evil and charming temperament, the pretentious and attractive force of the posture is still exposed.

Evil and domineering are slightly restrained, pretending to be calm, and deliberately showing the demeanor of a mature man.

Liu Mengyao gave Ye Fengzuo 12 first evaluations.

She suppressed her anger.

Combined with the plot file, she analyzed it a little and felt that Ye Feng was a bit like a villain. Even if she was a little more restrained, she would attract attention with her pretentious release charm when she saw a beautiful woman.

Liu Mengyao frowned slightly, seeing Lu Song walking towards the door, and said, "Mr. Lu might as well sit down and have a look.

Having said that, let the servants bring chairs and small coffee tables, put them on the wall beside the door, and present fragrant tea and fruits.

Lu Song sat down to drink tea, complaining in his heart that the heroine thought she was not ashamed enough, so she sat and watched her and Ye Fengxiu.

Sure enough, it was Ye Feng's fiancée who was dedicated to creating the opportunity to slap Ye Feng with a cup.

As for myself, of course, the background villain with no face.

Come on, let them show.

Sit back and drink some tea.

Ye Feng glanced at Lu Song, the corner of his mouth smirked, pure waste, something that was rubbed against the ground by Liu Mengyao, what's the mood to drink tea?

Seeing how labor and capital play, how to restrain Liu Mengyao, and harvest the eyes of little stars who worship him, this guy is very happy, right?

Ye Feng's nostrils were slightly raised, and he suddenly rushed forward, his body leaped up, and he raised his hand to split the Eight Dragon Palm.

Start with tricks, sturdy and gorgeous.

The wind was blowing and the carpet was shaking.

pretty.

Liu Mengyao swept over with a fierce whip.

Without holding back, he used the same 100% dark power as he used to attack Lu Song for the last time.

Ye Feng's palm wind didn't close, and patted it according to the long legs she swept out.

An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, trying to grab Liu Mengyao's ankle.

However, there was a sudden knock.

Palm and leg hit.

Ye Feng's palm was swept by a strong force, and the tiger's mouth cracked open, oozing blood.

F#7!

Ye Feng's heart froze, and his face suddenly froze.

Liu Mengyao also has the strength of the dark force, and the breakthrough is earlier than him, and the foundation is solid!

That strength is definitely the strength of true qi, not pure leg strength!

"Young Master Ye, your hands are bleeding." Liu Mengyao sneered and cursed inwardly.

Lu Song was swept away on the surface, and there was no injury on his body.

This Ye Feng, with a strong posture, saw blood in the first move.

Staring blankly at the palm of his hand, Ye Feng still didn't seem to believe it, and forced out a dry smile: "It seems that Miss Mengyao is not an ordinary person, so I can't hold back."

Lu Song was also a little dumbfounded, Liu Mengyao didn't give Ye Feng any face, what's the situation?

Liu Mengyao smiled playfully: "Really? Come again."

So Ye Feng ran the Fire Dragon Art, concentrated all his strength, endured the pain in his palm, stepped out diagonally, and waved his palm to attack.

Liu Mengyao had no intention of evading or dodging.

If the strength is not enough, you need to dodge.

She hits hard, and is also full of palms and slaps.

As far as the palm of his hand could reach, Ye Feng trembled all over, and almost fell down.

Liu Mengyao's dark energy is so strong that it is hard to shake!

Just when Ye Feng's face turned pale, Liu Mengyao kicked out his left leg.

This kick hit Ye Feng's chest.

His whole body was kicked out, his limbs turned up, and he fell on his back on the carpet, like a turned over.

At the same time, Ye Feng had severe pain in his chest, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Ye Feng was completely stunned, and his eyes were straight when he looked at Liu Mengyao.

What's special, the fiancée is so strong?

It's just that you are strong, so you don't give face?

Kick him straight up!

Lu Song is also very confused, what are you doing, mistress?

Even if you have the strength to injure Ye Feng, he is your fiancé, so you can't vomit blood, right?

You don't have any grudge against him, as for the first time you met, you were ruthless?

The original Liu Mengyao, although talented, is not a violent madman.

Why did you suddenly get a headache?

You make the protagonist very faceless, how can you be happily attacked by him?

"Meng Yao, hello, very good, powerful enough. 35

Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a bleak smile.

Cup?

Dressed up as a pig.

Ye Feng was very annoyed, seeing Lu Song actually smiling, he gave him a vicious look.

This waste was also kicked away by Liu Mengyao, why are you laughing?

However, Ye Feng didn't know that the tragic appearance of his vomiting blood fell into Liu Mengyao's eyes, and it was a complete waste.

No matter how Lu Song seemed to be kicked away, there was no trace of blackness on his body.

Speaking of real strength, does Ye Feng give Lu Song shoes?

Liu Mengyao chuckled disdainfully, no longer interested in paying attention to Ye Feng, and turned to Lu Song: "Without being beaten, Lu Song is not shocked, right?"

"Uh, it's fine." Lu Song said casually.

Liu Mengyao's expression softened a little, but she didn't want to be regarded as a female Tyrannosaurus.

Lu Song was drinking tea with the old god, thinking that the heroine and Ye Feng didn't know each other, Ye Feng's luck was on the table, and later, Liu Mengyao was conquered by Ye Feng.

Thinking of this, Lu Song smiled lightly, the plot was fine, and the way for his villain to get points was stable.

Liu Mengyao walked out indifferently.

Her mother, Liu Bingzhen, stood at the door, and saw a trace of contempt flashing in Ye Feng's eyes, and said, "Mengyao, go to the tea room with Ye Gongzi. Young people need to communicate more to make progress."

Ye Feng was in a bad mood, and suddenly secretly rejoiced, the future mother-in-law was very powerful, creating a chance to get in touch alone.

"Young Master Ye, why don't you have a seat with Master Lu?" Liu Mengyao looked at Lu Song with a smile on her indifferent expression.

Today, the two met for the first time, the opportunity to be alone, she actually invited Lu Song?

Ye Feng was angry from his heart to his face, but it was inconvenient to say anything.

This is the real site of Liu Mengyao and Liu Bing.

"Young Master Ye is not happy? 33 Liu Mengyao frowned slightly: "I'm embarrassed to chat with you, and the atmosphere of many people is good. 35

"Why? Lu Song doesn't understand martial arts, so he can't get in when we talk." Ye Feng made an excuse.

Liu Mengyao sneered: "Did you take me as yours? I just asked Mr. Lu to drink tea and chat with him, and you still find excuses to control me?

Ye Feng could hardly stand still.

You are fiancee.

The marriage contract is not dissolved, why are you not mine?

He expelled Yu Huo, explained with a kind attitude, changed his previous high attitude, and used a earnest tone to leave a good impression.

What Ye Feng didn't know was that Liu Mengyao saw all his plot history.

Leaving aside the toilets and the cesspool club, when he first came, he had an endless argument with Vice President Ding, which made Liu Mengyao give a bad review!

Quarrel with the people below is the most taboo of the big man, lose the identity, lose the price, lose the force!

Ye Feng, who was intoxicated and pretended to slap in the face, slapped in the face when he saw anyone, feeling full of himself, and it was precisely that he was constantly dropping prices.

The world of wireless Xiaobaiwen is so contradictory, the protagonist is full of force while arguing with the little people.

How is this possible?

However, even if Lu Song was also invited, Ye Feng was determined to win.

He has a marriage contract.

There will be no problem.

He successfully obtained his fiancée and mastered the Purple Star Club behind the scenes. The Liu family was his help and even became his.

Because the heir of the Liu family is Liu Bingzhen, the mother-in-law has only one daughter, Liu Mengyao, and will inherit the Liu family.

With trillions of assets, he can schedule it freely.

This is the deepest thought in Ye Feng's heart, in fact every step is like this.

Beside, Lu Song is strange.

Liu Mengyao, you are the fiancee of the protagonist.

invite me along?

It's just that she doesn't dislike herself, and she also destroys getting along with Ye Feng alone?

Does she have a good impression of me?

As for how, he was also the one who was beaten away by her.

However, Lu Song did not refuse, and said, "Kung Fu, I know how to do it. I understand Sanda routines."

Ye Feng hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, thinking about a fart.