Leng Shutong hesitated to come forward and squatted on the side of Han Yunting's body, "are you... OK?"

She couldn't figure out why the two people who didn't meet each other were fighting because of something.

What happened in the half an hour that she didn't know?

Leng Shutong carefully looked at Han Yunting's injured cheek, blue and purple, you can imagine how hard Xi Ze started.

At this time, Han Yunting's drooping eyes trembled, and the Adam's apple slipped and turned his head.

He didn't answer. When Leng Shutong was facing him, he thought his question was ridiculous.

Obviously, he is not good!

The moment he turned his cheek, Leng Shutong also clearly saw that there was a half centimeter small hole in his forehead blocked by broken hair.

Although no longer bleeding, but there are still a few wisps of blood at the end of his eyebrows.

Leng Shutong frowned and bit the corner of his mouth, and his hand stuck out again in the air.

She looked at him from top to bottom and asked painfully, "is there any injury anywhere else?"

Han Yunting still did not speak, but looked at her with deep eyes.

Leng Shutong grabbed his little arm anxiously and asked again, "you talk! How did you two fight? Is there a misunderstanding? "

A misunderstanding seems to poke into Han Yunting's mind.

He cold Mou tiny MI, lift an arm to break away cold Shu Tong's hand, voice hoarse ground sneer, "I also want to know, why can suddenly fight!"

It was Xize who called him and threatened to discuss something.

So he didn't think much about it. He made an appointment to meet him in his guest room.

As everyone knows, when he met Xi Ze outside the guest room, the other party rushed up and hit him without saying a word.

Han Yunting was unprepared and hit the wall directly.

However, Han Yunting is not a loser for being beaten inexplicably.

As soon as they came and went, their fight attracted the attention of the hotel.

As for the door of the guest room, they didn't come in by swiping the card. It was opened by the two of them in the process of fighting.

Leng Shutong, listening to Han Yunting's sarcastic tone, instantly understood that Xi Ze must have done it first.

She rubbed her eyebrows and said, "I'll help you up first."

"No!" Han Yunting responded coldly, and then stood up on his own.

Just now they fought for a long time. The man in the rage, driven by adrenaline, almost burst out with unprecedented strength.

So... He's a little bit off now!

If it wasn't for the hotel staff rushing to fight, maybe he and sizer would have been fighting for a long time.

After Han Yunting stood firm, he straightened his shirt, and the bloodstain on the corner of his shirt made him close his lips in disgust.

Cold Shu Tong for a moment does not immediately coagulate him, just want to come forward to help, Xi Ze has come in from the door.

He caught a glimpse of Han Yunting and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Can you even stand up?

Even his own practitioners of Sanda all year round are weak and unstable. Unexpectedly, only a few minutes later, Han Yunting has recovered as usual.

As soon as Leng Shutong saw Xize, he immediately stares at him with a straight face, "what's the matter with you two? Why the sudden fight? "

Xize leaned on the doorframe with his hands around his chest and raised his chin. "Why do you need a reason to hit people?"

Hearing this, Han Yunting squinted at Xize, swept his eyes around him, and bent his lips with satisfaction.

Xize was not as calm as he thought. After all, his reclining body seemed to cover up his shaking legs