Song Yiyuan was knocked to the ground with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped his mouth with his fingers and found his hands stained with blood. Even a smile.

Gu tingshen has a clear jaw. His lips pressed, and he could see that he was really angry.

Huo nianian is his counter scale. No one can touch it. If anyone insists on coming up, be prepared to bear his anger.

Song Yiyuan got up from the ground.

Today, he is wearing a silver suit, extremely conspicuous clothes with some evil charm of his appearance, even there is no sense of disobedience.

His carefully combed hair became a little scattered because of the big movements. However, song Yiyuan did not show any embarrassment at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows at Gu tingshen.

It was a provocation. In essence, Gu tingshen is not a kind-hearted person at all. Seeing that he is so arrogant, he directly goes forward. Press a man against the wall and punch him in the face.

Of course, song Yiyuan won't stand there and let him fight. It's a flash.

Gu tingshen's hand hit on the wall, instantly bloody. You can see how hard he used the punch.

He didn't seem to feel the pain. Without thinking about it, he started to attack song Yiyuan again.

Huo nianian exclaimed in a low voice when he saw the blood in Gu tingshen's hand. He rushed forward to hold him. Avoid aggravating the wound.

"Tingshen. You're hurt

Gu tingshen turns his head and takes a look at Huo Niannian, who is frightened by his wound. He does not want to let song Yiyuan go.

Let him see this again, even he himself is not sure what he will do.

Huo Niannian was heartbroken and pulled Gu tingshen's hand. Blow gently on the wound.

"Does it hurt? Let's drive to the hospital and bandage it."

Huo Niannian took his arm and wanted to leave. At this moment, nothing matters.

Gu tingshen held her hand with his backhand, pulled her into his arms and said to song Yiyuan, who was still leaning against the wall.

"Boss song, this is just a small lesson for you. I hope it won't happen again."

With that, he took Huo nianian and left.

After death, song Yiyuan is not annoyed. He takes out a lighter from his pocket and lights a cigarette for himself.

In the smoke, he was no longer cynical when he was facing Gu tingshen, and his cigarette carrying hand fell down slowly.

Thinking of just holding Huo Niannian in her arms, song Yiyuan took another puff of smoke.

She smells good.

Here, Huo nianian was led to the parking lot by Gu tingshen before he could say goodbye to his colleagues.

Although he could not see anything on his face, his fury could be seen from his arm, which was getting tighter and tighter.

Gu tingshen's face was cold, others were tall and long, and his pace was very big. Huo nianian was held by him around his waist, and he was lurching along. When he was about to wrestle, he always survived because his hand was on her waist.

Huo nianian felt that if she lifted her feet at this time and hung the whole person on Gu tingshen's body, he would carry himself without changing his face.

She was worried about his wound, but also knew that this was not a good time to speak.

Just calm him down.

Huo nianian had a hard time finding their car in the underground parking lot. Huo nianian quickly grasped Gu tingshen's arm and said to him.

"Tingshen, your hand is hurt. Let me drive."

Who Cheng thought Gu tingshen ignored her words and pressed her on the door instead.

His long legs were inserted between hornian's legs, and one hand lifted her hands to hold them on top of her head, while the other held her chin.

Gu tingshen was a little angry. He found that even if he was so angry, he could not bear to exert himself when touching her.

He really wanted to hide her in his room so that no one could covet her.

In this way, she belongs to him alone.