Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 295 Please Touch Us

"It's really shameless, to play hooligans with such a cute little girl, it's simply not as good as a beast!"

"It's too much, no, we can't let him leave so casually, we must arrest him."

"But if she is caught, won't the little girl's reputation be ruined?"

"Then what shall we do?"

"What should I do? Let him marry this little girl."

"That's right, let him marry this little girl!"

"Hey, what about you! Did you hear that? Either marry this little girl, or be caught and shot!"

A man rushing forward rushed up and reached out to Mo Junying from behind, trying to grab Mo Junying's shoulder.

Mo Junying's eyes sank slightly, he avoided it lightly, and then kicked back.

"what……"

The man screamed, flew upside down half a meter away, and then writhed on the ground clutching his crotch in pain.

"It's too much! Playing a hooligan and hurting people!"

"Catch him, catch him!"

"He dares to be so shameless with a child, it's just a beast... Uh... why does this person look so good-looking?"

"My God, my God, did I see a fairy?"

"Oh my god, this young man must have been transformed from a spirit in the mountains, right? Why doesn't he feel like a mortal child?"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't let the propaganda be superstitious now! I think he must be a fairy!"

"..."

As Mo Junying turned around, the street that was as noisy as a market just now was silent. Everyone stared at Mo Junying's peerless face with straight eyes, and only hated their parents for giving them two eyes.

"What's going on?" Mo Junying glanced at everyone lightly, his clear voice was impatient and indifferent.

"Oh my god, why is this voice so nice? It makes my ears feel pregnant."

A 20-year-old Huaxin woman covered her heart and exclaimed with red face.

An aunt next to me wailed loudly: "Mom, why did you give birth to me 40 years earlier?"

Nun Heshi: "Amitabha, the poor nun has to return to vulgarity."

Zhu Zhu rushed in front of Mo Junying with a stride, and said proudly: "You are playing a hooligan to me, now I give you two choices, one is to marry me, and the other is to get shot."

Mo Junying gave her a cold look, and her thin lips parted slightly: "Crazy!"

Ignore Zhu Zhu, turn around and leave.

Zhu Zhu became anxious, and stopped Mo Junying again: "Don't you understand me? If you don't marry me, you will have to be shot. Do you understand that you will be shot to death!"

Zhu Zhu was also good at making a gesture of firing a pistol.

The direction of her finger as the muzzle of the gun was facing Fu Bao.

Mo Junying's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he burst out two words: "Looking for death!"

"boom"

Zhu Zhu's plump body was kicked out and flew straight to a height of five meters.

The onlookers watched helplessly as a huge black crow fell from above their heads.

"Run away..."

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd below dispersed.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, dust flew up, and Zhu Zhu fell heavily to the ground.

Zhu Zhu felt that her internal organs and six lungs were shifting in pain, she raised her head with difficulty, and pointed at the people who avoided her: "You... bastards!"

At this time, a girl came over timidly, and asked with a blushing face, "Why is he playing hooligans to you?"

Zhu Zhu stared at Mo Junying viciously, this man is hers!
She didn't believe that the public opinion of so many people couldn't force him to marry her!

She paused every word: "He touched my face, so he must marry me!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd. A group of little girls, daughters-in-law, and aunts and aunts rushed towards Mo Junying excitedly: "Little brother (boy), come, touch my face, marry me!"

(End of this chapter)