Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 134 Qianqian throws herself into her arms!
It's a pity that Qing Yishen didn't give him a chance, every time he attacked Yuan Feiqian, he could always beat him back.

Seeing that he didn't get well, and there were so many onlookers around him, the viciousness on the wolf's face was undoubtedly exposed.

Turning his head to look at his subordinates beside him, he said sharply: "What are you doing in a daze! Are you all dead? Go and surround that man!"

The subordinates immediately understood what he meant, and immediately rushed up to surround Qing Yishen.

And the red beard rushed towards Yuan Feiqian like a wolf.

In his impression, that tall man must be a bodyguard.

And this good-looking boy only knows the superb restoration technique.

But what about good looks?
So what if the repair technology is high?

There is only a dead end in the face of absolute strength!
As long as this beautiful boy is dead and the culprit disappears, no one will remember his shameful day!
It wouldn't make him hate it so much just thinking about it!
Turning his head and glanced at the bodyguard surrounded by his subordinates, the smile on the corner of the red beard's mouth became even more smug.

Facing the beautiful boy, he directly waved his fist. He imagined the beautiful boy being punched on the wall and his brains cracked. He imagined that the crowd around the audience shouted the name of "Wolf" and cheered endlessly... A little bit came out of his heart. Excited to come.

"Qianqian be careful!" Qing Yishen shouted loudly, but Yuan Feiqian didn't respond.

She fixed her eyes on the big fist that was swinging towards her, and she dodged it with a short body, then turned around and kicked it directly.

That kick was strong enough, and with a "bang", the red beard was kicked to the wall, and then slid down the wall.

At the same time, everyone looked at this beautiful young man, only to see that he was already in tears.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears that kept streaming down his face, Yuan Feiqian looked at Qing Yishen again, rushed over and kicked the others together, and dealt with the others together.

Qing Yishen asked worriedly: "Qianqian, how are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Feiqian suddenly threw himself into his arms.

Qing Yishen's body froze slightly, and then joy filled his heart suddenly.

He looked down at the little man in his arms in disbelief, and a sentence kept circulating in his mind: Qianqian throws himself into his arms!Qianqian throws herself into her arms!Qianqian throws herself into her arms! ...

Seeing the little girl buried her face in his arms, he couldn't help asking with a trembling voice: "Qianqian, you..."

He swallowed nervously, wondering if she was moved by his heroic posture after a fight?
Or do you feel admiration for your image of a hero saving the beauty?
Or did you suddenly discover that your heart actually fell in love with yourself?
Qing Yishen looked at the person in his arms with great excitement, raised his hand and gently stroked her back and said, "Don't be afraid, Qianqian, I'm here, none of them dare to mess around."

Saying that, he stared coldly at the red beard who was struggling against the wall with his deep black eyes, and the person who had just got up staggered and fell down again in fright.

Suddenly, the little head in his arms moved, and Yuan Feiqian looked at him with tears streaming down his face and said, "Let's go! The contact lenses seem to be falling off!"

Third Master Qing who seemed to have thousands of words in his heart and was about to express his heartfelt feelings:...

He felt a stab in the heart, and asked a little hurt: "Then you are..."

Yuan Feiqian buried her face in his arms again, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, or you'll be exposed if the contact lens falls off!"

　[(3[▓▓]Good night, my little princes]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)