Red waist breaking line

Chapter 811

Hongye sobbed and cried, "He is not important! Not important at all! He is a big fool, a big idiot, a big idiot!"

Seeing her like this, the young man guessed that she was saying one thing and thinking another, and felt even more distressed: "Then, you treat me as him, and hit me, hit me, okay?" As he said this, he pulled her hand and gently hit himself, while hitting him, he coaxed: "I will help sister hit him, one, two, three times, I will tell you not to let me down, I will tell you not to let me down..."

Hongye pulled her hand back and cried, "Who told you to hit him?"

The boy smiled sweetly: "Okay, if sister says not to fight, then we won't fight."

At this time, Mu Tong came up, put his arm around Hongye's shoulders and lifted her up, looking at the boy in front of him suspiciously: "Who are you?"

The young man looked at Mu Tong dissatisfiedly: "You are so strong, it will hurt her. Who are you to her? Why are you so close to her?"

Mu Tong glared at him and said, "How can a passerby like you care so much?"

Although Mu Tong was taller and stronger, he was more intimidating, but the boy was not afraid or retreating. He pulled Hongye behind him, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Tong, and said loudly: "This sister and I have a connection. I liked her as soon as I saw her, so I naturally have to protect her. Who the hell do you dare to meddle in my business?"

Mu Tong immediately rolled up his sleeves: "Hey, you little bastard, are you tired of living——"

Fortunately, Hongye held his arm and said, "Forget it. Since it's not Yang Yizhao, forget it, and don't cause trouble."

She covered her face and walked back to Yizuifang sadly. Mu Tong glared at the boy again: "Go away. You are lucky today." He ignored the boy and went back.

The young man was blocked by the guards again, but this time, he did not get angry. He just stared blankly at the closed gate of Yizuifang, as if thinking about something.

The next day, the depressed Hongye, escorted by Daiqin's personal soldiers, set out on the journey to Yandu City.

She had not yet recovered from the sadness of last night. She lay in the carriage in a daze. Thinking of Yang Yizhao, she couldn't help crying silently. After crying for a while, she heard Mu Tong yelling outside: "What's wrong with you, you dead child? Didn't I tell you to get out? Do you have to ask for a fight to make you feel better?"

A familiar young man's voice came, with a fearless chivalrous spirit similar to Yang Yizhao's: "Fight me if you want, you damned barbarian monkey. If I don't beat you to pieces, I'll take your last name!"

She raised the car curtain, leaned out, and saw two people in a tense situation not far from the convoy.

"What's wrong?" she asked with all her might.

Just as Mu Tong was about to answer, her eyes blurred and a figure passed by like a butterfly. In the blink of an eye, the young man was standing by the carriage window, smiling charmingly and saying hello: "Sister, it's me. Do you remember me?"

How could he not remember? Xiao Ye sighed. Last night, he and Yang Yizhao were in his dreams. Wait, that Qinggong he just performed, wasn't it the Yang family's secret "Flying Swallow Lingbo"? His martial arts were pretty good. Even Qi Ji didn't have time to stop him.

  Who is this kid? He's weird in every way!

"It's you." She suppressed her thoughts and put on an indifferent face, "What's the matter?"

The young man smiled and said, "I was worried that something had happened to my sister, so I followed her to check on her." He then gave Mu Tong a fierce look and said, "That horse monkey is fierce and strong, he doesn't look like a good person." You don't need to look to know that Mu Tong was furious, so Hong Ye could only wave his hand to comfort him from a distance, and then said, "I'm fine, he is my sworn brother."

The boy said, "Oh," and suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. But you can't really tell just by looking at her appearance, after all, my sister is so pretty."

Hongye didn't comment, and said: "Thank you for your kindness. Now that it has been confirmed, there is no need to worry about it. We still have to rush to Yandu City, so you can do whatever you want."

Seeing that she was about to lower the curtain, the young man quickly reached out to hold Liusu and said, "Hey, hey, sister, don't be anxious. I bought a box of snacks last night. They are delicious. I sent them specially for you. Would you like to try them?"

Dim sum? What kind of dim sum? Seeing the young man take out a box and carefully put it in front of her, she opened it. She recognized it clearly. It was the pastry that Yang Yizhao had bought for her. It was also the one that her grandmother loved to eat when she was alive.

What kind of monster is this kid? How can he even feel the pulse accurately?

Hongye couldn't ignore this series of coincidences. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "I know this snack is very expensive. Thank you. But I don't accept gifts without merit."

The young man flattened his lips and said, "Sister, are you afraid that I will hurt you? I have already inquired last night and know that you are a noble. But I am sincere, sister, you have to believe me."

His coquettish and aggrieved look was exactly the same as Yang Yizhao's back then, and even more pitiful because of his age. Hongye was completely coaxed by him and lost her temper. She could only sigh: "Okay, get in the car. If you have anything to say, we can talk in the car."

The young man immediately smiled as brightly as spring, turned his waist and got into the car, sitting on the passenger seat, and he was so familiar with the car that it seemed like he was going home. While smiling, he took a piece of dessert and put it into her mouth: "Sister, try it quickly. It's fresh out of the oven and tastes the best."

Hongye had no choice but to take a bite from his hand. She raised her eyes and put on his expectant expression: "Isn't it delicious? Isn't it? Sister, do you like it?"

"It's delicious." Hongye nodded and said, "We don't even know each other, why are you so enthusiastic towards me?"

The boy scratched the back of his head and smiled, "I don't know why. If it was someone else, I wouldn't bother to care. But... last night when I saw my sister crying like that, I felt like someone was slashing my heart with a knife. I've never felt so uncomfortable before. Maybe... I'm destined to be with my sister."

Although she knew he was not Yang Yizhao, the words coming out of his mouth and his face made Ren Hongye unable to resist even if she was rational. Her face turned red. "Really?"

The boy seemed to have seen something precious, and couldn't help but sit a little closer, his voice was a little intoxicated: "Sister, you look so beautiful when you blush."

"You just have a sweet mouth." She couldn't help but scold, as if the person in front of her was Yang Yizhao, and she didn't realize it until she said it, "...Ah, no. I mean, thank you for praising me."

"It's only right to praise my sister." The boy smiled and said, "Sister, what's your name?"

"I..." Hongye hesitated for a moment and said, "My last name is Shen, and my name is Shen Hongye."

"This name..." the boy hesitated, "Sister's first name is very good, but the last name is a bit too serious, not as cute as sister. It's better to call her Xiaoye, it sounds more approachable."

Hongye chuckled: "Really? Then, what is your name?"