After wearing the book, I hugged the strongest thigh

Chapter 660

The man named Ling Ying didn't answer Han Yanting's words. After a moment of surprise, he quickly returned to his usual indifference.

"No, judging by your appearance, you should not have retired yet." Han Yanting looked at him coldly and said. "Who sent you here? Does your land master know?"

Ling Ying didn't answer his question, and with a flash of figure, he rushed towards Han Yanting with a punch.

Han Yanting dodged it sideways, swept back with a whip kick, and kicked Ling Ying directly to the wall of the camera in the room.

With such a big body, Ling Ying directly smashed a spider web-like crack into the wall.

However, after receiving the heavy blow from Han Yanting, Ling Ying walked down unscathed.

He patted the dust off his shoulders, and as soon as he pushed his toes, his whole body was like a spring, rushing towards Han Yanting's face again.

After a while, the two fought back and forth.

Ling Que was lying on the bed, watching this frightening scene, her heart was extremely anxious, she was afraid that something might happen to Han Yanting, but there was nothing she could do right now.

After all, Han Yanting is someone who can be the deputy commander of the northern border, and within ten moves, he can firmly control Ling Ying.

Han Yanting punched him in the face, punching to the flesh, without mercy!

"Do you know that Xiao Que'er used to be treated like a young lady in the Han family?"

"Even in the north, everyone respects her."

"If she were my younger sister, it would be too late for me to pet her. If you don't cherish her, forget it, and beat her?"

Soon, Ling Ying had been beaten by Han Yanting until his face was covered in blood.

He, Han Yanting, is eager to hold the person in his hand to protect, how can he allow others to hurt him in the slightest?

The more Han Yanting thought about it, the more he blamed himself, and the harder he struck.

Hitting behind, Han Yanting grabbed Ling Ying's arm and twisted it coldly.

Click!

Hearing the sound of bone cracking, Ling Ying's right arm was broken by Han Yanting's bare hands!
"what--!"

Ling Ying finally uttered a painful cry.

"Get out!" Han Yanting picked up Ling Ying and threw him out of the window of the ward on the fourth floor.

Clap!

The window glass was smashed by Ling Ying's body, and there was another muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Then, there was no sound.

After finishing Ling Ying, Han Yanting returned to the bedside, the cruel expression just now was gone, only full of tenderness remained.

Seeing the bruises and bloodstains on the corner of Han Yanting's mouth, Ling Que couldn't help but reach out and gently stroked it.

"I'm fine, a little injury, it's worse than a war injury." Han Yanting held her hand and rubbed her fingertips together.

"You haven't healed yet, go to sleep for a while." Han Yanting coaxed her with a kiss on her forehead.

Ling Que moved her throat, hesitated to speak, but her eyes turned red.

"Hey, why are you still crying?" Han Yanting chuckled, and rubbed her head again: "This is not like you, little bird."

Hearing what Han Yanting said, Ling Que smiled again and gave him a supercilious look.

"Okay, you can sleep a little longer." Han Yanting said with a smile.

"En." Ling Que finally hummed and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she hadn't slept well.

But soldiers, few can sleep well, she, Han Yanting, Mo Qinfeng, which one is not a light sleeper?

But I have to say that tonight was definitely the night Ling Que slept most soundly.

The next morning, Ling Que opened her eyes and saw that there were all kinds of breakfast in front of her.

Sweet soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns.

Simple and plain, but all her favorite food.

The doctor who made the rounds came in and saw the broken glass and the broken walls all over the ward, all of them had their mouths wide open.

(End of this chapter)