The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 389 I, Pan Jinlian, Scum (9)

In this situation, it seemed that he was also at a loss when he made her cry.

Yun Yuan sniffed, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and laughed through his tears: "My lord, I have nothing to do with this person, thank you for saving me."

Wu Song took a step back, keeping a distance from Yun Yuan, and said in a deep voice, "Young lady, you're welcome."

Facing Ximen Qing, Wu Song was not so kind.

No matter how much Ximen Qing yells that he and Yun Yuan are very close, Wu Song regards him as a slander, thinking that Ximen Qing should be beaten for blatantly violating the reputation of a pretty girl like a flower and jade!

Ever since, people on the street saw a strange scene one after another.

A thin, luxuriously dressed man was pushed to the ground and beaten violently by a tall, slender man with a stern face.Next to the two men stood a beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance.

"Little lady... Last night you called my officials Qingyue tactfully. Why did you turn your face and deny anyone when you went to the street to buy something?"

"If you haven't bought enough, you can continue to buy, you can't treat me like this..."

"Little lady, I'm going to be beaten to death, why are you willing to let me get hurt..."

Ximen Qing wailed, Yun Yuan watched coldly.

The strong fists landed on Ximen Qing's body one after another.

Soon, Ximen Qing was beaten so weakly that he let out a slight whimpering sound, and looked at Yun Yuan sadly, hoping that Yun Yuan would give him a loving look back.

God knows that although his heart aches, he loves such a cold and ruthless Yun Yuan even more.

It's so cool...

Seeing that the beating was almost done, Yun Yuan stepped forward and hugged Wu Song's thin waist, "Sir, stop beating, if you continue beating, you will die."

Ximen Qing heard Yun Yuan's voice, under the face of Wu Song's nose and swollen face, and said at Yun Yuan with a smile: "Little lady, you finally distressed me."

Yun Yuan glanced at him coldly, hugged Wu Song's waist tightly and said, "My lord, are you tired, do your hands hurt? Let me show you."

As he spoke, Yun Yuan held Wu Song's hand.

The big hand was wrapped by the slender white hand, Yun Yuan raised his eyes and stared at Wu Song, then put his small mouth in front of Wu Song's fist, and blew gently.

"Little lady, I also want..." Ximen Qing's voice sounded weakly.

"My lord saved me, and helped me vent my anger. I really don't know how to thank you, lord..."

"You're welcome, girl, this is what I should do."

Why are you welcome?I must thank you!

"My lord, you are my savior, and I will definitely repay such a great kindness." Yun Yuan said softly, "I can't do anything else, but it's okay to treat you to a meal."

Yun Yuan pursed his lips and looked at Wu Song with sparkling almond eyes, hoping to get his affirmative answer.

Wu Song looked at Yun Yuan in embarrassment, his thin lips parted slightly.

"If you don't agree, then I have no choice but to agree with you." Seeing that Wu Song wanted to refuse, Yun Yuan hurriedly said.

Wu Song: "..."

Now if you don't agree, you have to agree.

"Okay." Wu Song said bravely.

Yun Yuan lowered his head joyfully, and said coquettishly, "Then I need Mr. Lao to help me carry the things."

After handing over the things to Wu Song, Yun Yuan took Wu Song to buy vegetables, and then took Wu Song home.

This home is the home of Pan Jinlian and Wu Dalang.

Seeing Wu Song really surprised Yun Yuan, but she was not overwhelmed by joy.

Yun Yuan still remembers that she has a mission!
(End of this chapter)