Chapter 162

"Is that enough now?!"

Yan Niang covers his forehead, stares at Wen Yu and he huaiguang.

"Are you children? Fight again! "

……

The rain gathered and the clouds dispersed.

Wen Yu rubbed his fist and hummed, "he started first."

"If you beep again, I'll still do it!" He huaiguang's face is red and his neck is thick, and his posture is very heavy. He has the posture of Xu Guangjie.

"Now, shut up!"

Yannian pushes he huaiguang and pulls them apart completely.

Along with that, this just looks to Wen Yu again, show eyebrow to be like two small knives to shoot past.

"Are you still going? Wait for me to call the police and catch you! "

“……”

Wen Yu pursed the corner of her mouth and walked away with a wound on her face.

He huaiguang didn't go anywhere, and his face was also painted, blue and purple.

Yan Nian looks at he huaiguang. His breath hasn't dissipated, so he is still breathing heavily.

Impression, this is the first time he huaiguang started.

In those days, he was a grandson. His combat effectiveness was not as good as that of her and Ding Baoyi. He would hide whenever he had something to do.

Hiding and counselling seem to be the label of he huaiguang all the time.

"Are you ok?"

The words read a pick eyebrow.

He huaiguang shook his head. "It's OK, it doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt?"

Yan Nian is intentional. He reaches out and stabs the wound on his face. Just when he touches his cheekbones, he shouts out in pain. In a second, he breaks the skill: "it hurts, it hurts, and Nianjie is merciful!"

"Puchi and"

Yannian laughed happily. Although she was still upset, he huaiguang was very moved to protect her.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, she took the medicine box and took the initiative to bandage his wound on the sofa.

Three times, five times and two times, he huaiguang showed his teeth.

Yannian sighed, "anyway, thank you, but don't be so impulsive next time. I'm angry with such a bad boy. I'm not worth it."

"Nothing I'm rough and thick. "

He huaiguang looks at Yan Nian, but her face is still not good-looking. Once people fall into the pain of the past, it is difficult to extricate themselves.

Yan Niang hummed, "the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, which is also the father's and mother's son. No one can stand the tossing. Look at the mess on the ground. I have to clean up the mess for you two! "

"Just leave it there. I'll clean it later."

"Come on, you'll sit here today and have a good rest. Don't do any work!"

Yannian started to clean himself.

She lowered her eyebrows and eyelashes, squatted on the ground, a small group like a mushroom squatting there.

All the petals on the ground were trampled. The red and yellow petals reflected each other, but they were fragmented.

It's like a relationship. Once there is a gap, it will return to its original appearance, because broken mirror is hard to be reunited.

As for her and Wenyu, she would not believe whatever that damned man said now.

But why in the heart still have a little sad feeling, perhaps she is afflicted, just that time that thinks oneself is good, cannot go back again.

Until -

the top of the head is covered with a shadow.

The tall outline, the fragrance of mint on her body is fresh, and the threads are drilling towards her side.

Yannian squats on the ground and looks up at him.

The man who was dazzled by the light and shadow, behind him was a lot of sunshine. He seemed to come to save her Shendi. His expression obviously showed some concern. He asked her what happened and whether she was wronged because his eyes were so red.

Yannian's nose and hair are sour. "Jiangbeiyuan, hold me, my legs are numb..."