Chapter 384

After listening to Shen Feng's words, Ren Yinger turned and looked at the smile on Shen Feng's face, which could not help but show a tempting blush.

"Don't be poor here. Let's go together." Ren Yinger stretched out her slender jade hand, took Shen Feng's big hand and ran towards the path.

Shen Feng didn't insist on anything and let her pull herself.

"They're going to run, stop them!" The yellow hair shouted at several hooligans around him in Dongdao language.

Several hooligans hurried around the shortcut and blocked the path in front of Ren Yinger and Shen Feng.

"No, the road ahead is blocked." Ren Yinger said.

Shen Feng's eyes sank, the ape arm stretched out, held Ren Yinger's delicate body in his arms and said, "hold on to me."

"Yes." Ren Yinger sensed Shen Feng's strong arms, and his heart was like a deer bumping around. He subconsciously answered, and the jade hand tightly grasped Shen Feng's clothes.

Shen Feng suddenly accelerated and took two steps, kicked his legs, jumped up high, and "flew" directly over the heads of the East Island hooligans who blocked the road.

Those East Island hooligans looked at Shen Feng and Ren Yinger who crossed over their heads. Their mouths opened wide and they were stunned. Until Shen Feng and Ren Yinger fell to the ground, they didn't slow down.

And Ren Yinger felt his body light and flashed in front of him, and rushed through the siege of those hooligans.

"Asshole, what are you stunned about? Don't chase quickly." The leader yelled and woke up the stunned hooligans.

They shouted and continued to catch up with Shen Feng and Ren Yinger.

These hooligans Shen Feng didn't pay attention at all, but since Ren Yinger chose to run, he didn't have to fight with them, so he ran forward with Ren Yinger in his arms.

The path in the parking lot is not to Dongdu University, but to the outside.

Although Ren Yinger is tall, her weight is very light. It's not hard for Shen Feng to hold her, and Ren Yinger is firmly in his arms.

After a while, he left those hooligans far behind, and only heard a burst of chirping and scolding from behind.

Shen Feng ran to a park with Ren Yinger in his arms, and then slowly stopped.

"Well, I got rid of them." Shen Feng looked at the direction behind him.

Ren Yinger's face turned red to the root of his neck and said in a very subtle voice, "can you put me down now?"

"Oh, oh." Shen Feng reacted and put Ren Yinger gently on the rattan chair next to the big tree.

Ren Yinger secretly glanced at Shen Feng and didn't make a sound. The atmosphere was a little embarrassed.

At this time, a little girl with simple clothes and a Rose Basket came over. The little girl was yellow and thin, but her big eyes flashed and looked very divine.

"Brother, buy a bunch of flowers for your girlfriend." The little girl said to Shen Feng in Dongdao language.

Shen Feng doesn't understand Dongdao language, but she can guess by looking at the roses in her flower basket.

He looked at the poor little girl, so he took out the money and put it in the basket.

The little girl looked happy and bowed to Shen Feng again and again.

She took out several bouquets of roses from the flower basket and several colored ribbons from her pocket, skillfully tied them together and sent them to Shen Feng.

Then he said something to Ren Yinger in Dongdao language, which made Ren Yinger blush.

The little girl bowed to Shen Feng and Ren Yinger and walked away.

"What did she say?" Shen Feng asked Ren Yinger with roses.

"No, what." Ren Yinger pretended to be calm, but the red glow on her face betrayed her.

"I bought the folded roses anyway. I'll give them to you." Shen Feng gave her the roses in his hand and said.

"Thank you." Ren Yinger took the rose and her heart beat faster. She sniffed the rose and asked, "you don't understand Dongdao language. What are you doing at Dongdu university?"

Shen Feng listened to her question and fell into meditation. He thought he didn't need to hide anything, because the more things he hid, the less she trusted herself at the moment she knew.

"I......" when Shen Feng was just about to explain.

The little girl who sold him Roses was stopped by a middle-aged man dressed sloppily and holding a cigarette.

They said something, and then the little girl gingerly took out the money from her pocket.

After receiving the money, the middle-aged man smiled, took a deep breath of cigarette, counted the money and put it all together.

The little girl immediately hugged the middle-aged man's leg and cried and begged.

The middle-aged man shouted, kicked the little girl out of a distance of two meters, and the roses in the basket were scattered on the ground.

The middle-aged man scolded. When she was about to turn around and leave, the little girl struggled to get up from the ground and grabbed his leg again.

Just as the man was about to throw the little girl out again, a big hand slapped him on the shoulder, and then a low voice came into his ear: "even children are bullied, or not men!"

The speaker was Shen Feng. Ren Yinger pulled the little girl over and helped pick up the roses scattered on the ground.

The man was thin and weak. He almost fell to the ground.

"Who are you? You don't mind your own business." The man shouted in Dongdao language and hit Shen Feng's face with his fist.

His fist was so weak that it didn't hurt or itch even if it hit him.

Shen Feng's eyes flashed, and the hand holding his shoulder made a slight effort. The middle-aged man showed his teeth in pain, sweating, and immediately took back his fist attacking Shen Feng.

The little girl saw the middle-aged man in a cold sweat. After a little hesitation, she went to Shen Feng, gently pulled his clothes, and said in Dongdao language, "please don't hit my father."

Shen Feng didn't understand, but he could see the pleading color in the little girl's eyes and looked at Ren Yinger with confused eyes.

Ren Yinger naturally understood the little girl's words. Her Dai Mei was locked and a trace of complexity appeared in her eyes.

"What do you mean?" Shen Feng asked Ren Yinger.

"They are father and daughter, and the little girl is his daughter." Ren Yinger whispered.

"What!" Shen Feng's heart sank. He absolutely didn't expect that they were father daughter relationship. He subconsciously released the hand clasping the middle-aged man's shoulder.

The pain disappeared. The middle-aged man stumbled and was about to fall. The little girl quickly held her father.

Ren Yinger looked at the scene in front of her, and her mood became more complicated.