Chapter 139 Angry

"Just okay?" He frowned, dissatisfied.

Song Yixi quickly said: "It's very beautiful!"

He shyly raised the corners of his beautiful lips: "Then I will draw for you in the future!" After a pause, he added another sentence to show that she is special: "Only for you!"

Song Yixi nodded obediently: "Shi Yu, it's very kind of you."

"Well, I'm very good!" Isn't this a matter of course.

Song Yixi: "..."

"I'm going to buy you food, you wait for me here." He was in a good mood, reached out and rubbed her head: "Don't run around."

She hummed: "OK."

Seeing Wen Shiyu's slender back leaving, Song Yixi touched his nose and unfolded the masterpiece again.

Unfamiliar brushwork, terrifying color schemes, even elementary school students can draw better than him...

Thinking of his embarrassed expression just now, Song Yixi squatted down and laughed so that his shoulders trembled slightly.

People were coming and going on the street, Song Yixi looked down at this childish painting for a while, and after a while, he still hugged it preciously in his arms.

At this time, three or four tall foreign men came from the street, laughing and walking in her direction.

Song Yixi didn't notice it at first, but when she found out, they had already surrounded her.

These people drank alcohol, and they smelled strongly of alcohol, and they didn't speak English. She couldn't understand it, but the meaning of molesting was obvious.

Song Yixi immediately got up holding the painting, and hurried to the crowded place, trying to stay away from them.

The tall man holding the wine bottle suddenly grabbed her arm. His strength was so strong that Song Yixi couldn't break free for a while, his face was slightly pale, and the painting in his hand fell to the ground in the struggle. It was just dropped two days ago. It was raining, and there were still stains on the road. Song Yixi became anxious when she saw it, and hurriedly lowered her head to pick up the painting.

Her arms are slender and her complexion is white. In the eyes of some drunken men, she looks particularly dazzling.

Those eager desires began to churn, and the man holding her arm tightened suddenly, dragging her into an alley where no one was around.

Song Yixi knew the consequences of being led into the alley by them, so Fu Jie and the others didn't follow them in order not to disturb their date.

Her heart was beating wildly and she cried out for help without thinking. When they realized her intentions, they immediately covered her mouth.

The extremely petite Asian woman was dragged into the dark without much effort.

Song Yixi struggled desperately, biting the foreign man's hand with his teeth, he cursed in pain, and punched her with his fist.

The moment the fist hit her, Song Yixi's mind was in a daze, his eyes went dark for a while, and his strength was taken away in an instant.

And when Wen Shiyu rushed over, what he saw was the scene of Song Yixi being hit.

The thing in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, and he rushed over like crazy, his eyes turned red from bloodshot eyes, grabbed the man's clothes and threw him out violently.

"Yixi, Yixi..." Wen Shiyu patted her cheek with an unconscious tremor in his voice.

Song Yixi opened his eyes vaguely, but just in time to see the irritated foreign man hitting him on the back of the head.

She exclaimed: "Be careful!"

Wen Shiyu hugged her and quickly avoided her. He turned his head again, his side face was sharp and cold, and his eyes were even more indescribably sinister.

Putting Song Yixi away, he swung his fist and punched these people. His fighting style was fierce and domineering, like a desperate thug.

(End of this chapter)

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