Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 81 Love Rival No. N (1)
The little girl was held in Song Wanzhi's arms, and it was only at this time that she realized that she burst into tears with a "wow". Song Wanzhi gently patted her on the back and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry , It's all right, my sister is here."

The man standing in front of Song Wanzhi raised his eyebrows seeing that she didn't care about her question at all.

At this moment, the little girl's mother ran over from the crowd, and Song Wanzhi handed the child to her. The woman comforted the little girl with tears in her arms, and couldn't stop thanking Song Wanzhi.

Song Wanzhi said with a smile: "Eldest sister, don't leave little sister alone in the future, there are many places on the street that you can't notice."

"Yes, yes. Thank you, sister." The woman thanked with tears, and then carried the child to the side to coax her.

Watching the woman go away, Song Wanzhi just looked away, and then looked at the boy who was only eighteen or nineteen years old in front of him.

Although he looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, the condensed temperament of the whole person seemed to have been tempered.

The black-clothed boy stared at her closely, as if it was a sharp knife that could easily cut open anyone, to see clearly what kind of heart was inside.

But he couldn't see the eyes of the girl in front of him.

So he said again: "You hurt my horse."

His voice is also like his own, with a natural coldness, and there is a feeling of calmness and prestige.

When the people around heard what he said, they couldn't help stepping back, and then looked at the girl in front of them with some worry.

This young man is not an ordinary person at first glance, but walking so arrogantly on this street, he looks like an arrogant person at first glance, and this horse is not ordinary at first glance. It seems that she hurt his horse. It's a good result.

Song Wanzhi looked up at the young man in front of him, without speaking, but walked forward, looking at the BMW that fell on the ground.

She squatted down, and the horse gave her a "poof" breath.

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Don't panic, I'll help you."

She raised her hand, then landed on the horse's head, and touched it lightly. The horse remained obedient and motionless.

The young man was slightly surprised: his horse has always been defiant, how could he be so docile to this girl?

And Song Wanzhi raised the horse's hoof, then retracted her hand slightly, and took out the needle. Her skills were obviously extremely superb, and the horse didn't feel any pain at all.

Song Wanzhi patted it on the head: "It's fine."

The horse suddenly turned over and stood up from the ground, and immediately swaggered again.

The people next to him were secretly surprised.

Then, Song Wanzhi stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "Your horse is fine."

The young man looked at her inexplicably, then he suddenly smiled, grabbed her, and said, "Follow me."

Fortunately, the young man didn't directly hold Song Wanzhi's hand, but just held her arm, but obviously, this young man was not good at contacting women, and he was still slightly stiff when he held Song Wanzhi's arm.

Song Wanzhi looked down at his callused palm, which had been scuffed by knives and guns, and said, "Please let go."

The boy didn't say he was walking sideways in Zhaodu, but it was almost the same.But now, he realized that he was actually at a disadvantage. Since the girl stood up, the whole situation was actually under her control.

Hearing Song Wanzhi say this, the young man paused, then let go of his hand, and continued, "What's your name?"

(End of this chapter)