The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

He was a big, strong man, and he howled and cried after being beaten.

Huo Linxi's eyelids twitched, "Shut up, do you know who you've offended?"

"Not just a little bitch..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Linxi kicked him in the mouth.

He's not very strong, so he may have to lose a few teeth.

"Should!"

Huo Linxi scolded: "You dare to scold anyone. If it weren't for your father's sake, I wouldn't even bother to remind you, isn't it good to lie there? You have to be mean!"

Mo Ting asked deeply: "Do you know him?"

"Ah." Huo Linxi tried to remember the man's name, but to no avail, he just let it go, "His father has business dealings with me. This guy is well-dressed and was introduced to me by his father, but I was sensual. I've met him many times in the place, he's not a good guy, it's definitely these people who have provoked Jiaojiao."

Mo Ting deeply agreed, "Yes, our Jiaojiao is very quiet, she usually doesn't do anything."

Huo Linxi shuddered all over.

He glanced at Mo Tingshen quickly with strange eyes.

After thinking about it again, I felt that this was very right. These days, Nan Jiaojiao has restrained her temper, is extremely well-behaved, and her temper has improved a lot. They watched from the side, knowing that Bo Yanqing was reluctant to talk about her, but Miss Lu came here several times. In their game, Miss Lu can occasionally be seen disciplining her own sister. She has taught Nan Jiaojiao a lot about worldliness. In addition, Nan Jiaojiao has people like Pei Dongshi and Ye Juan around her, and each of them teaches her a little bit. Subtly, Nan Jiaojiao has gradually adapted to the language culture and rarely uses hands.

Bo Yanqing didn't bother to go around those people. He kicked anyone out of the way. He walked up to Nan Jiaojiao at a very fast speed, took her hand and looked up and down.

"Is it hurt anywhere?"

Nan Jiao's petite face was troubled, and she suggested in a low voice: "How about you call the police for them."

Bo Yanqing almost immediately thought of her brain circuit. At this time, he remembered to abide by the rules and laws, and he didn't look at her lightly when he beat someone.

"I asked you if you were hurt!" Nan Jiaojiao shivered all over.

She raised her eyes tremblingly, glanced at him secretly, and then quickly looked away, "You...you are cruel to me. Sure enough, I still need to be disciplined by the police uncle."

Bo Yanqing's whole scalp was tightening and his throat was raw. He finally suppressed the anger that was rising and asked as gently as possible: "We'll talk about the rest later. Tell me first, are you injured?" Doesn’t it hurt anywhere?”

Nan Jiaojiao opened her hands and showed him, "No, I'm fine at all."

"Where's the hand?"

"My hands don't hurt either," Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the ground. Anyone caught by her gaze didn't even dare to utter a cry. They all looked like they were in a silent movie. She was quite disappointed, "They have There’s a lot of meat, so it won’t hurt if I beat him.”

Bo Yanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took Nan Jiaojiao off the back of the sofa and said, "That's good, let's go back."

"Won't you call the police?"

"What to report? I'll check the surveillance first and then tell you."

Nan Jiaojiao felt guilty. She hugged the man's neck, leaned against him and said in his ear, "Don't look, I'm not defending myself. I was the one who moved first."

Bo Yanqing's eyelids twitched, "Seriously?"

She nodded seriously.

"What's the reason?"

"He scolded me. He said he was my grandfather. I felt insulted, so I beat him."

Bo Yanqing almost laughed out loud. What was the difference between this and a fight between little brats?

It's not too difficult, he can solve it. It's faster to call the police than to go directly to the parents of these second-generation rich people.