report!Delicate Master Xu is about to hug again

Chapter 40 Who Do You Think You Are
It seemed to be deliberately provoking Xu Nianhui.

From what he said just now, it can be heard that he is Xu Nianhui's father.

Then why stimulate Xu Nianhui?
Zhou Xiran saw that the man's aura was getting weaker and weaker, but he still had that frivolous smile on his face.

She stepped forward suddenly and grabbed Xu Nianhui's arm.
She didn't want Xu Nianhui to do something that she regretted all her life.

Xu Nianhui stared at the man closely, the anger in his eyes was burning.

The surrounding atmosphere has long been frozen.

He was as fierce as a beast fighting.

"Stimulate me? Who do you think you are?"

His hands became stronger and stronger.

Zhou Xiran grabbed his arm, and could clearly feel his bulging veins and cold and hard muscles.

If this continues, Zhou Xiran knows very well that that person will disappear.

She knew immediately what to do.

His eyes were gloomy to the point of terror, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, but surrounded by a haze of prey.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't flinch.

Instead, he looked at him, his eyes were full of his appearance at the moment.

"Xu Nianhui, wake up." She called him softly.

"Haha, he can't wake up, I told you, he is mentally ill like his mother, I should have locked him in, instead of persecuting others here, haha ​​cough...cough cough... ..."

The man was still stimulating Xu Nianhui.

He didn't seem to be afraid of death at all.

As long as there is a chance, as long as there is breath, he will clamor for Xu Nianhui.

Suddenly, Zhou Xiran saw a red spot flickering.

She got it.

There was a chill in her eyes, but she didn't look at the man.

Instead, she kissed Xu Nianhui's lips.

Kiss gently, without crushing, without any tricks.

Instead, she gently touched his lips.

The breath at the tip of the nose is stained with the familiar mint flavor.

His pupils gradually enlarged.

Then the cloudiness in the eyes slowly dissipated.
Zhou Xi then backed away, his eyes still locked on his eyes: "Let go of him first, okay?"

Her voice is soft, more inclined to coax.

"Yeah." He made a sound from his throat.

Then his hand suddenly loosened.

The man fell directly to the ground.

The neck was buckled tightly, and at this moment there were traces of five fingers.

And as soon as he breathed fresh air, he coughed violently, as if he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Cough, cough, cough." He almost coughed his lungs out.

Seeing that Xu Nianhui had regained his senses, Zhou Xiran immediately stepped forward and picked up something that was placed on the vase bouquet.

It's a very small pinhole camera.

"Uncle, since you're here, why did you bring a gift?" Zhou Xiran's tone was very cold, and she didn't suppress it in front of the man.

Instead, she played with the things in her hands slowly.

When the man saw the pinhole camera, his face suddenly changed.

Blushing and thick-necked, he said, "Give me back the things."

Zhou Xiran squatted down, his amber eyes were tinged with a surly look: "In exchange for what? Huh?"

The man's heart tightened.

His eyes widened, his expression was no longer frivolous, but angry.

He showed his true face, and said ferociously, "Little girl, don't be ignorant of what is good or bad. I am his father. This is our family's business, do you understand?!"

While speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and moved towards the camera in Zhou Xiran's hand.

This is the only evidence that he carefully performed the play just now, and it cannot be taken away by her.

(End of this chapter)