Slightly hoarse low voice gently around Ning Tong's ear, Ning Tong light breathing, head powerless rely on someone's chest, drunk eyes hazy closed his eyes.

"Shit! Where are the high school students from! Do you want to have a bad time with our three brothers? You know who we are

"Little white face, don't mind your own business! Give us this chick back! "

"Come on! Give this girl back to us. Get out of here and let you go! "

Three hooligans covered the injured part, but they threatened Bo Zifan.

Bo Zifan does not startle does not disturb of hook up lip petal a smile, under the street lamp of moonlit night, smile still ruffian ruffian, can lift of Mou Guang but suddenly cold.

"Give it back to you?"

He asked sarcastically.

The three hooligans looked at Bo Zifan's suddenly changed eyes. Although they were a little afraid, they had learned Bo Zifan's Kung Fu just now, but they didn't want to miss Ning Tong's good prey.

"Yes! Give this girl back to us! If you want to save beauty, go elsewhere! "

Hearing this answer, Bo Zifan laughed.

Low Mou sees to rely on in own bosom, have no any consciousness of Ning Tong, lift Mou suddenly.

"You want me to give you my girlfriend back? Are you crazy or am I

“……”

"You say this girl is your woman? Who are you lying to? "

"No nonsense! Hand over the people quickly... "

Huang Maonan was about to step forward, but before he finished, he saw Bo Zifan suddenly reach into his pocket, then take out a small cardboard card and fly towards his face.

"Here's my card."

Bo Zifan leisurely reminded a thin lip light sip.

After hearing this, the three hooligans came together to look at the card.

Bo Zifan three words into the eye, make them look changed!

In the bar street, you can't know the name of young master Bo!

"Not yet?"

Bo Zifan opened his lips indifferently, and his long Phoenix eyes swept away coldly.

A cold wind swept by, and the three hooligans shivered.

"Go! Let's go

Holding Bo Zifan's business card, the three little gangsters ran away with oil on the soles of their feet

Bo Zifan takes back his sight. The cold air of the previous moment has faded. Now he looks at the girl in his arms with low eyes, and his sword eyebrows frown gently.

"Tong Tong, Tong Tong."

He called softly, raised his hand and patted Ning Tong's hot face, but it didn't work.

Just thinking about whether to take Ning Tonghui to his own place, the mobile phone rang.

When he picked up the phone, Wen wanwan's anxious voice came from the other end.

"Master Bo! Excellent! The phone finally got through! "

Wen Wan Wan excited way, Bo Zifan Lian eyebrow curious.

"Wanwan? What's the matter? "

"I'm ok. It's Tong Tong. She's drunk in your bar. I want to ask if you can ask someone to take care of her first. I'll take a taxi to pick her up right now!"

Hearing Wen wanwan's reply, Bo Zifan laughed and looked down at the people in his arms.

"I don't think you need to come."

"Eh?"

"She's with me now, but she's drunk and asleep."

"Ha

"I'll take her home now."

"No!"

The voice of Wen wanwan's stop is very simple.

"Young master Bo, please send Tong Tong to me! She can't go home now. "

Bo Zifan looks at the girl who is drunk and unconscious in his arms suspiciously, and listens to Wen wanwan's strange words, and finally agrees

The night was dark.

Before long, Bo Zifan's car stopped at the iron gate of No. 8, area a of Xiangting waterside pavilion. Wen wanwan had been waiting for a long time.

Bo Zifan got out of the car and opened the co pilot's door. Ning Tong was still sleeping and had no consciousness at all.

Wen wanwan sighed, pinched the sweat, raised his eyes and looked at Bo Zifan.

"Young master Bo, could you please take Tong Tong to the room upstairs?"