Chapter 447

The skirt can't be worn any more. She doesn't dare to take it off, for fear that Ning Jili will break in.

Simply put the pajamas on the outside, just fasten the belt, then hear the door bang.

The door of the room was opened and two bodies fell into the room.

Qin Mu was shocked and stepped back.

The man who was pressed on the floor was Ning Jili, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, apparently beaten by others.

His face was right in front of Qin Mu and he recognized it at a glance.

Another man on Ning Jili's back was facing her. Qin muzheng thought the man's back was familiar. He heard Ning Jili yell, "Yan San, what are you crazy about?"

There is only one man in an City who is called Yan San.

Qin muting straightens her back and subconsciously tries to avoid Yan Lishu's embarrassment.

Ning Ji Li is angry and suffocating. She is beaten in front of the woman she pursues and lost her face.

He was standing at the door smoking a cigarette. He didn't know what kind of crazy Yan Lishu was. He came and punched him without saying anything.

Yan Lishu looks up along Ning Jili's eyes and sees Qin Mu's white robe and red eyes.

Is he late, Qin Mu has been given by Ning Jili?

At the thought that Qin Mugang had just been touched by Ning Jili, the anger in his chest was already burning vigorously. Qin Mugang's white robe appeared in front of his eyes, just like someone poured diesel oil on the burning fire, crackling it more vigorously, burning all the reason.

"It's you!" Yan Lishu clenched his fist and hit Ning Jili on the cheek again.

"Shit, Yan San, you are sick!"

Ning Jili received another blow from Yan Lishu, which was even heavier than before, and the blood was seeping out of the corners of his mouth.

Ningjili is not a beaten Lord either. Now she resists.

Yan Lishu's stomach is still sore at the moment, which distracts him. Ning Jili turns over and presses him under his body, and returns two fists Yan Lishu gave him.

The two fought recklessly together, and Zhao Shengping, who was hurrying over behind, was watching at the door.

He dare not go in, dare not let the people under his hand see, wave back all people.

Qin Mu did not know what hatred Yan Lishu and Ning Jili had. They were so cruel.

After a few punches, Ning Jili gradually gained the upper hand, while Yan Lishu was in the lower hand.

In fact, Ning Jili was also holding back. Just now, he wanted to find someone to vent. Yan Lishu just came to him.

The other side is not merciful, then he is not merciful, not polite to return the past.

"Yan Lishu, what the fuck do you want?"

Ning Jili got a punch. He roared and waved his fist to smash it down.

"Enough!"

A clear voice stopped them.

Qin Mu can't look down, rushes forward and holds Ning Jili's clenched fist.

"Qin Mu, who are you? How can you plead for this boy?" Ning Jili turns her head and looks at her. She holds her fist and feels extremely upset.

Yan Lishu took advantage of Ning Jili to see Qin Mu's wandering, and quickly pushed him away. His backhand was a fist to swing him to the ground.

"By the way, Yan San, you are ill!"

Yan Lishu ignored her, stood up and walked to Qin Mu.

He had a fight with Ning Jili, and his face was also painted, almost in a mess with her.

Only a pair of extra red eyes were deeply engraved in Qin Mu's heart, "go back with me!"