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"Bind?" Staring at the black tie in his hand, this little devil gave her a headache.

Zhuo Yanfeng quickly retreated and stiffly said: "Don't act recklessly, I don't want to go back …"

"Then obediently come back with me." Han Muyun approached Ye Zichen step by step, as he said this with a trace of killing intent in his black eyes.

"Tie me up, handsome …" The voices of some of the lovestruck women turned soft.

"Tie me up and go back. It's fine even if you put on the whip …"

Zhuo Yanfeng's face turned black when he heard the voices of these infatuated women.

"Little Feng..." Do you need me to call the police? " A round head finally squeezed through the crowd at the door and asked in a childish voice.

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at Zheng Xuan with a grateful expression. At a critical moment, friends were the best …

"Aiya …" "Who's taking my phone?" Zheng Xuan's tiny head was immediately pushed out of the way by the crowd. She could vaguely hear her wailing, "Give me back my phone …" "I need to save someone …"

Ai, it seems like this child is as heartless as she was back then …

Seeing Han Muyun force him to the innermost corner, Zhuo Yanfeng turned his head and saw that the innermost bathroom was filled with mops, brooms, and other tools. He immediately reached out and picked up a broom with a long pole. He clenched his teeth and said, "Han Muyun, don't force me!"

If he dared to tie her up, then she would ignore her old friendship and cut a path for herself!

Han Muyun's face remained expressionless. He approached her step by step, not at all bothered by her threats.

"Han Muyun, I really will attack!" Seeing that the distance between them was less than half a foot, and smelling the familiar scent on his body, Zhuo Yanfeng's brain was crushed into a puddle of paste. He didn't even have the strength to hold the broom handle.

This little brat had bullied her. He knew that she was unwilling to hurt him ever since he was little. Even under such circumstances, she couldn't bring herself to act against him.

He was smarter than anyone, and he also understood Zhuo Nianfeng's weakness. He fearlessly grabbed her arm, a flash of pain in his eyes. He whispered, "I'll let you hit me when I get home. I'll make you curse."

The broom in Zhuo Yanfeng's hand fell to the ground. Because of his words, his sealed heart suddenly softened.

He even felt like tears were about to burst out from his eyes.

Go home?

Her home?

While she was distracted, Han Muyun's wrist tightened. Han Muyun quickly tied her hands together and didn't say a word as he carried her on his shoulder and walked out.

Uh, no?

The surrounding female customers were all extremely excited. They all cried out in their hearts, "It's alright to tie me up and carry me back to bed …"

It didn't matter that Zhuo Yanfeng was tied up and carried on her shoulder like a sack. Her muddled mind finally cleared up and she immediately struggled: "Let me down, I'll walk …"

Damn it, this guy really knew how to find her weakness.

And after so long, she still held a kind of feelings for him … Gentle affection, always the same …

"Don't move!" Han Muyun unhappily slapped her on the butt and tightened his arms.

The meat is growing, and here...

Being raised well by Ouyang!

Being openly smacked on the butt, Zhuo Nianfeng couldn't help but frown. He felt the light from the strobe lamp and knew that he would be gossiped about again.

She had promised Ouyang Yu that she wouldn't be affected by any private matters when she came to participate in the tournament.

But now … What would Ouyang Shuo think if he saw such a photo?

Therefore, Zhuo Yanfeng used the fastest speed he could muster to bite open his bound hands, and then broke free while he wasn't paying attention. He softly said, "I'm sorry, I really don't want to go back."

Without waiting for him to recover, she ran past him.

Although Zhuo Yanfeng's skills were not even a tenth of Du Yuan's, she was the best at running away.

"Zhuo Yanfeng! "Halt …" "Stop her for me."

"Hurry up, stop …" When the bewitching women heard this, they began to push one after another.

Zhuo Yanfeng slid down the railing. Although he couldn't compare to Du Yuan's heroic appearance when he jumped off the building, he was still very agile.

However, she had underestimated the power of the infatuated women.

As soon as he reached the second floor, the crowd grew larger and larger. There was simply no way to get there.

If these people didn't eat, then why were they standing at the stairs?

Zhuo Nianfeng had no choice but to stop in his tracks.

When he turned around and saw that everyone had opened up a path, Han Muyun walked over step by step with a fiendish expression.

There was a footprint on the white shirt — the one she had kicked when she was running, but it didn't affect his image in the slightest.

On the other side, Zhuo Nianfeng was surrounded by a crowd, unable to take a single step forward. He was in an extremely sorry state.

Zhuo Yanfeng would not go back at this time, and before she knew the truth, she could not be at ease with the Han Family.

"Han Muyun, don't force me!"

"I'm just forcing you." Han Muyun's domineering "What can you do?" caused the surrounding bewitching women to stare in envy.

Zhuo Yanfeng looked down at the height below him, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the railing next to where no one was standing, then quickly lifted his leg and leaped up.

"Pa!"

His waist was hit by the floor tiles beneath the railing.

Zhuo Yanfeng clutched his waist in pain. That's not right. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have fallen so painfully at this height …

If she had known that Du Yuan had been training her during that time, she would often have jumped from the window on the second floor to the lawn below in an attempt to escape.

"Damn it, Han Sifeng, do you want to die?" Han Muyun's cold voice came from the top of his head.

He was still used to calling her Han Sifeng.

Although she was no longer his sister.

Zhuo Nianfeng raised his head and realized that he was leaning against the railing, barely grabbing the clothes on her shoulders. His face was no longer filled with rage, but the gloomy look of before the storm.

Indeed, it was not a good thing once they met him. Originally, jumping down should have been fine, but now that he was pulled by him, not only did his waist get hit, even his school uniform began to issue a protest …

"Let go of your hand!" Zhuo Yanfeng said angrily.

"Give me your hand, quick!" Han Muyun was even angrier.

She would rather jump off a building than return home with him. How stubborn was she?

"Let go! "I …" Before Zhuo Yanfeng could finish his words, the poor uniform on his body cracked open with a "Chi La" sound. Under the gaze of everyone, half of his uniform was ripped open.

On the other hand, Han Muyun reacted quickly and grabbed the t-shirt inside her again.

The quality of the school uniform was really poor!

However, the thin T-shirt underneath the shirt was even worse. With a "chi la" sound, a large part of it had been torn apart.

Zhuo Yanfeng descended the stairs as he wished — he descended in a straight line.

"Little Feng!" Are you okay? "

Zhuo Yanfeng heard Han Muyun's panicked voice in the midst of the intense pain.

Han Muyun was anxious, so he also jumped down, stepped on a table, and jumped to Zhuo Yanfeng's side to see if she was dead.

Zhuo Yanfeng moved a little and finally recovered his strength. He rubbed his shoulder that was about to break. He was so depressed that he wanted to kill the youth who was anxiously checking his body.

When Han Muyun saw Zhuo Yanfeng take in a deep breath, a hint of red suddenly surfaced on his pale face. He took off his jacket, raised his head and coldly said, "Don't look at all of them, turn around!"

Everyone was actually very obedient. They all turned around before Han Muyun's gaze fell on them.

He had just torn off her clothes and now, with the exception of her undergarments, her upper body was almost naked. Her skin was snow-white and her curves were beautiful …

Really … Feed well by Ouyang Yu...

"What are you doing taking off your clothes?" I have no place to bandage it! " Zhuo Nianfeng still hadn't recovered his wits when he felt that his butt was about to crack and his waist was about to break. She endured the pain and struggled to get up as she glared at Han Muyun.

Han Muyun held her back.

She still dared to move.

His clothes were originally covering half of his chest, but with this movement, his clothes landed on his waist. His appearance was faintly discernible, making one want to spurt out a nosebleed …

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Yanfeng's heart was filled with anger and pain. In any case, she wouldn't go back!

"Your clothes are torn!" Han Muyun's white face was still covered with a suspicious red cloud. He turned his head and covered her with his clothes.

"No!" Zhuo Yanfeng saw him wearing a white shirt, and suddenly had a trace of... Pure feelings.

Ah, it's been too long since she felt any emotions …

Zhuo Nianfeng quickly pulled up his tattered school uniform. With one hand on his waist and the other on his clothes that was about to fall off, he hobbled towards the door.

The bane … he was the bane of his existence!

"Hey, you …" Han Muyun tore off his clothes and threw them over her body. "You're a girl, aren't you shy!"

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at him and frowned: "I didn't do it because of you?!"

"Han Sifeng!" When Zhuo Nianfeng walked out of the cafeteria, Han Muyun also rushed out, but still threw his school uniform jacket over her.

Zhuo Yanfeng sighed in frustration and quickened his pace.

It was just that her clothes were a bit tattered. Compared to those girls who were wearing revealing clothes, she only revealed a little shoulder strap. Why was he so nervous!?

"You really don't want to come home with me?" Han Muyun saw Zhuo Yanfeng walk forward without saying a word, so he finally asked.

"Yes." Zhuo walked into a quiet alley without turning back, tore off the tablecloth on his shoulder, and threw it into the trash can. He turned around and looked at him, saying, "If I want to go back, I will tell you."

Han Muyun looked at her fixedly for a while before a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes. He sighed and unexpectedly stopped being stubborn, "Alright, then I'll take you to the infirmary first."

Although she had changed, her personality was still the same as before.

Especially those eyes, they were still extremely clear and bright.

"No need, I'm fine." He rubbed his waist and tried his best to stand straight. Zhuo Yanfeng didn't want to be with him anymore.

This was because Ouyang Qing Xue liked him. As long as they were close to him, there would always be trouble for them.

The same thing happened at noon today.

"Your waist is already swollen, and you still say that you're alright!" Han Muyun's expression darkened. He reached out his hand to grab her arm and pulled away the clothes on her waist, then roughly touched the bruise on her waist.

A large portion of her white and tender skin had turned green.

"Hiss!" Zhuo Yanfeng sucked in a deep breath. The pain that he could originally endure was being massaged and massaged by him, causing him to feel pain and itchiness.

There was even a trace of an unbearable electric current.

Zhuo Nianfeng grabbed Han Muyun's hand and pleaded, "Han Muyun, let me go …"

"What do you mean?" Han Muyun frowned as he stared at her sinisterly.