My weet wife: president, don't mess around

Before her body slid to the ground, Xing Zihan stretched out a hand in time to hold her whole person strongly.

Her eyes changed slightly. She was cold in the dark. She stared at her for a long time and slept very dead.

Suddenly he heard a slight sound. He raised his eyes in an instant. His eyes were sharp and sharp, like a beast waiting in the dark.

Qi Dong ran out panting, but saw Tong Luoxi's soft body held in his arms by other men, frowning unhappily. How could his prey be cheaper than others.

"She's mine." Qi Dong said hoarsely.

Xing Zihan's eyes flashed a cold light, stared at the asthmatic man and smiled.

"Is she yours? Who are you? "

Remembering Tong Luoxi who had just run out in a panic, it was clear that he was using up his last strength to escape, and where did this man have the courage to say this sentence.

Qi Dong didn't want to make trouble. He just wanted to rob Tong Luoxi as soon as possible, and then take him back to his apartment to do the next thing.

He approached for a few minutes and stretched out a hand to touch Tong Luoxi in Xing Zihan's arms.

In an instant, he suddenly felt a heavy pressure, and the atmosphere was frozen, with the coldness that made him suffocate and afraid.

Xing Zihan quickly took a step back and successfully removed Tong Luoxi in his arms before Qi Dong came.

Xing Zihan lowered his eyes slightly and whispered in her ear, "sleep first."

Then gently put her on the side and let her lean quietly against the wall.

Qi Dong stared at him. He didn't know where the man came from to stop him! I think I'm going to rush over and grab Tong Luoxi!

However, at the moment when he was close to Tong Luoxi, Xing Zihan suddenly turned around with a cold air in the dark night at a speed that God didn't know, bringing a cold feeling all over the sky.

Before Qi Dong got close, a force slammed into his chest and kicked him into the air. He flew far away. With a bang, he drew a beautiful parabola and landed suddenly, bringing bursts of dust on the ground and smoke all over the sky.

With disdain in his cold eyes, Xing Zi approached Qidong on the ground step by step, as if with the anger of fire all over the sky. With his firm and trembling eyes, the corners of his mouth were light, like a demon with black wings.

Qi Dong was beaten and couldn't get up. He looked at Xing Zihan in horror. He wanted to retreat, but he was held by his collar from the ground.

Pushed hard by his strength, his back hit the wall again, which made him vomit blood in pain!

"Your people? You just said Tong Luoxi was your man? "

Xing Zihan slowly and coldly stared at Qi Dong and asked one by one.

Every word seemed to have been wiped with cold ice and thrown on Qi Dong's head, which made people tremble, surprised and scared.

He grabbed Qi Dong's hand and hit him back again.

"She's my fiancee. You fucking say it's yours?"

His eyes were burning with anger. He remembered Tong Luoxi's panic just now. He was afraid of panic. His clothes were messy and fell asleep for no reason. He knew what had happened to her at a glance!

Anger was burning from the bottom of his heart again, almost burning his reason!

Xing Zihan bit his teeth and didn't listen to Qi Dong's cry without saying a word. He directly raised his legs and pushed his knees to Qi Dong's crotch. He pushed it several times, with a kind of determination!

Until Qi Dong's whole body trembled with pain, his eyes turned white and trembled to fall to the ground, Xing Zihan threw him out. This did not count. He walked up to him again and directly raised his feet and stepped on his fragile face.

He appreciated Qi Dong's big mouth, cold sweat, silent wailing and silent begging for mercy.

He sneered, slowly moved his feet, and his anger had been restrained. Now it seemed that he had become a cold and noble childe.

With a disdainful glance at things like garbage, Xing Zihan turned to Tong Luoxi, bent down to pick up people and disappeared into the night.

Xing Zihan stood in front of the bed in his room with his hands around his chest. His clothes had been changed. He was wearing simple home clothes. He silently stared at Tong Luoxi on the bed with deep eyes.

The child Luoxi on the bed seemed to be in great pain. He kept shaking his head from side to side, frowning and shouting No. the kind of low cry that wanted to escape but had no choice fell into Xing Zihan's ears.

He has never seen such a child Luoxi. He is weak, helpless and needs pity.

"Mom, don't you want to..."

Xing Zihan frowned slightly, suddenly sat quietly by the bed, stared at the restless her sideways, slowly stretched out an index finger, paused when close to her forehead, and finally gently put it on it to smooth her hill.

Uneasy Tong Luoxi magically calmed down slowly, but the corners of his eyes were still shining.

Xing Zihan stared at her and said what it felt like not to appear in his heart. His hard heart was soft and shaky by something.

Clearly, when he met Tong Luoxi tonight, he could pretend not to see her, but God didn't know it. He not only saved her, but also angrily destroyed a man!

Why? Because of her "Xing Zihan, save me"? Or because this man is Tong Luoxi?

It's clear that they are a dissolute woman. Maybe they are just playing games to increase interest! Xing Zihan's eyes changed slightly and stared at Tong Luoxi in some confusion.

He jerked up and tried to leave quickly without staring at her.

Then the hem of his clothes was involved by a small force. He looked obliquely, but found that his clothes were tightly held in her hand, and his eyebrows frowned uneasily again.

"Don't go, mom, don't leave me..."

At that moment, Xing Zihan was stiff all over. After a long time, he sat stiffly back to bed, his back straight, as if he didn't adapt.

In the past, Tong Luoxi felt that she had slept for a long, long and heavy sleep. When her eyes opened a seam, she was stabbed by the sunshine, so that she had to close her eyes again.

Xing Zihan stared at the woman who had just woke up. His skin was white and his pink lips were soft in the sun. He felt a slight impulse.

Tong Luoxi turned his head and bumped into a pair of black eyes. He was subconsciously startled, and the whole person was stiff.

Xing Zihan? Why is he here?

Tong Luoxi frowned, his mind turned quickly, thinking about what had happened.

Last night's events slowly returned to her mind. She remembered that at last she ran into Xing Zihan and begged him to save her, and then she lost consciousness.

Did Xing Zihan really save her?