Chapter 169

“……”

She caught a glimpse of the coldness and contempt between the man's eyebrows. She was so stunned that she forgot to step forward.

The man took two steps with his long legs, leaned over, picked up Shang's clothes and lifted him up from the ground like a rag doll. "Are you sure you want to hide behind a woman?"

Looking at the handsome and calm face in front of him, he wanted to scream.

He's hiding behind a woman. What's the matter?

It was a fight of great power. He was not mentally retarded. He knew that he could not fight, but he even tried to provoke him to beat him.

Mo Beiting saw what he thought at a glance. His eyes were dark and his lips were thin. "It's really something you can't use. You deserve to die."

That's not true.

Obviously, it's not about Shangzhou.

Chen Baimo sneered. Looking at Shang juezhou's face that was beaten beyond recognition, he only felt that the emptiness in his heart was going to drown her: "Mo Beiting, if you want to fight, I'm afraid it's not Shang juezhou. Shen Yiqiao didn't take him as a substitute, but you can't control him so much."

Mo Beiting ignored her, just looking at Shang juezhou, "come again."

Shang Yizhou struggled a little, and opened his swollen eyes. Mo Beiting pressed him step by step, which aroused his man's blood. "You give me five years, I must be more powerful than you."

Provocation?

Good. It's been many years since I provoked him.

"Five years? You

That look and tone, showing a kind of even disdain to talk about perfunctory.

In his eyes, there was blood.

There is a bony friction in the fist.

Chen Baimo looked at his familiar facial features, but felt that the person in front of him was speechless strange.

Did she never recognize him, or did he become another person she didn't know.

"Are you crazy?" she murmured

After all, this blow did not fall on Shang Yizhou's face, because Shen Yiqiao stood a few steps away from them and asked: "Mo Beiting, are you well? I'm hungry. "

The night was dim.

Standing under the street lamp, she was covered with warm yellow light, and her whole body exuded a warm and harmless warmth.

But Chen Baimo knows that Shen Yiqiao and "warmth" are totally irrelevant.

Mo Beiting looked back at her, took back his hand holding the collar of Shang juezhou, straightened his slightly messy clothes, and went to ask Shen Yiqiao, "what would you like to eat?"

It's not gentle, but it's different from the man who was angry just now.

"Have porridge."

Yi Qiao's voice gradually became low and inaudible.

Chen Baimo stares at their back and disappears into the crowd. Then he turns around and lifts shangjuezhou up. "I'll take you to the hospital."

"Oh," Shang chuckled, but touched the wound on his face and grinned with pain. "I thought you were going to stare at his back and stand here forever."

Chen Baimo ignored his sarcasm.

Took the car key from the bag, thought about it, put it back, "drive your car, my car is a little far."

Shang Yizhou threw the key to her without expression.

Chen Baimo took a few steps and found that shangjuezhou didn't catch up. He twisted his eyebrows and asked impatiently, "why don't you go?"

"I'm the wounded. Don't you have to give me a hand?"

She couldn't bear to the extreme, and her face became more and more ferocious and treacherous in the dark. "Mo Beiting hit you in the face. Is it hard to do it? Is your leg useless?"

When Shang juezhou came out of the corner, Chen Baimo couldn't help taking a breath.

Just now she couldn't see the truth in the dark. Now she was completely exposed to the light. She once again realized how hard Mo Beiting was.

……

The parking place of Mo Beiting is a little far away.

This time, he did not let Shen Yiqiao wait in situ, but took her with him.

He did not let go of his hand on her waist. It was not like a close embrace, but like a crushing death!

Yi Qiao's face originally because morbid son is pale, this is more white have no blood silk, "Mo Beiting, ache."

"It's good to know the pain. I'm afraid you don't know the pain." Mo Beiting coldly blocked his way back. His sharp and angular features were all cruel. Instead of loosening his strength, he tightened it.

Yi Qiao

Mo Beiting is still angry. In fact, Yi Qiao was a little scared by his ruthlessness just now.

After all, the Shen family's military attainments are far from enough.

She held Mo Beiting's arm and said in a soft voice, "I fell down accidentally just now. Shang Yizhou just gave me a hand."

"Not careful? Give you a hand? " He looked down at her, his eyes were cold, but he didn't take her hand off his arm. "Shen Yiqiao, brain is a good thing. Remember to take it next time you go out."

Thin lips hook a light almost invisible radian, looks cold.

Yi Qiao

Here's the parking space.

Mo Beiting released her, pressed the key to unlock the door, directly opened the door and sat in!