Mr.Huo spoils his wife deeply

Song Quan became more and more pornographic, and his smile became more and more debauchery.

Recently, he has been wandering around the school. He has sneaked into the campus with several boys several times, but he hardly met mo.

Once in a while, he glanced at Hong. Before he could catch up, he was quickly picked up by the Audi.

It's not easy to find an opportunity today. How can you let it go?

These photos were taken by his mobile phone while he was flirting with her at night.

Now looking at Mo's only shy face with white and red, and his smooth little hand

Song Quan smiled and wanted to take her into his arms. His words became more and more obscene. "Miss, go with your brother and promise to make you happy..."

Until a hand suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.

Song Quan was impatient. He turned around and began to scold, "yes, which fool is bad for Laozi..."

A punch hit him directly in the face.

Fast, cruel and accurate.

Song Quan only felt that his nose hurt, and soon a thick fishy liquid slipped down.

He reached for it.

Blood!

Song Quan immediately scolded, "grass you!"

He looked at the man in black. "Who are you?"

Rong an ignored him and looked directly at Mo only, "princess, are you okay?"

Mo's only dislike shook his hand, "why did you come so late!"

Rong'an immediately lowered her head, "my fault."

"This rascal, I don't know where he came from. He's so angry with me?" Mo was disgusting, angry and wronged. She said with red circles under her eyes, "teach him a lesson and see if he dares to play hooligans at the school gate in the future!"

With that, she turned around and felt sick even looking at Song Quan. She opened the door and sat in.

Song Quan still wanted to catch up. Rong an came over and grabbed his collar with one hand. His fist had fallen down again.

Song Quan wanted to break free in pain.

He usually fights with his friends, but unexpectedly, he can't get rid of it completely.

Not enough strength at all.

He didn't know that Rong an was a professionally trained bodyguard. She grabbed his collar with one hand and didn't let him move. Then she swung her right fist and began to beat him.

Punch after punch, simple and rough, kept falling on his face.

Song Quan scolded at first, but later found that the man didn't listen at all. He just kept punching him, and there was no sign of stopping.

Song Quan was in terrible pain. Gradually, he could not see clearly by the blood in front of him, and his face was numb with pain. Finally, he dared not scold, so he began to hum and shout for help.

But with so many people around, who dares to come forward?

The school security guard took a look. The two people were not like the school students, so he waved his hand and asked the onlookers to disperse quickly, so that they could do less.

Some passers-by shouted, "dial 110!"

As soon as song Quan heard this, he was so hurt that he shouted hard, "don't call the police! Don't... "

Passerby: "

Until the end, song Quan's eyes were askew, his mouth was askew, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't make any sound in pain. He could only hum one after another as he was beaten. Rong an finally stopped his hand.

As soon as his hand was released, song Quan fell to the ground.

He thought it was finally over. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly began to talk.

"Just now, your hand touched the princess."

The voice was low and cold, as if there was no emotion.

Before Song Quan could react, his right arm was suddenly raised.

He vaguely felt bad, but he didn't wait for any time for him to think, "click".

"Ah!"

Song Quan uttered a scream. He could no longer carry it and passed out.

**

In the car, Mo is still desperately wiping his right hand with a wet paper towel.

The man touched her hand for a long time just now. She felt so dirty!

The door opened and Rong an sat in.

Mo only raised his head, "why is it so long?"

Rong an didn't speak and started the engine.

Mo only turned his head and looked outside.

There is a large crowd over there.

She quickly turned her head back, "Rong an, won't you kill him?"

Rong an drove the car out, "No."

"That's good."

Rong an has been with herself for many years, even a few years earlier than Xiao Yebai. As soon as she arrived at the Mohist school, she was sent by master Mo to be her bodyguard.

In master Mo's words, Rong'an is the best in boxing among those bodyguards. Of course, she is also the best looking.

Because Mo is the only one who has been a Yan control since childhood.

"Took off one of his arms." Rong an continued.

The tone was like saying that he ate two chicken legs this noon.

Mo only nodded, "don't tell Xiaobai about it. I'm fine, but he touched it."

"Yes, princess."

Mo only thought that person should be the kind of psychopathic exposure maniac.

Although I haven't seen it before, I haven't heard of it. Some exposure maniacs like to hang around at the school gate, wearing cotton coats and nothing inside. When waiting for the girl to pass by, they fiercely untie their coats and laugh obscene.

The more frightened girls are, the better they feel.

If you teach such people a lesson, they won't dare in the future.

So she didn't think much, just went home and desperately washed her hands for a long time.

So when Xiao Yebai came home at 8 p.m., he always felt that his wife... The taste of hand sanitizer was a little big.