My iceberg smiled

Chapter 45

Zhuo Qiu didn't listen, and said that he was going to take Han Qianxiao who was in the stroller into his arms again.

Anan's eyes froze: "You are courting death!"

Lifting his foot, he was about to kick Zhuo Qiu, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Qiu's hand was firmly restraining his ankle, and there was a tendency to lock it tightly.

Anan felt his ankle hurt from being pinched by the iron hand, and stretched out his fist to hit the opponent's face.

Zhuo Qiu easily avoided his blow by turning his head to the side.

Han Qianxiao was stunned watching from the side.

How could Anan be Zhuo Qiu's opponent, Zhuo Qiu was also Master Chen's guard after all, this skill was cultivated from a young age, Anan was just a child who grew up in an orphanage, so he would inevitably lose his tricks in his fists and feet.

Anan made several moves in a row, but Zhuo Qiu easily resolved them one by one.

Both hands and feet were imprisoned by the opponent, unable to make any more moves.

In the end, Anan was so angry that he simply touched the other party with his head.

Han Qianxiao saw that the situation was not right, and Anan was forced to panic. If the fight continued like this, Anan would definitely suffer, and maybe even get injured.

Han Qianxiao naturally won't just sit idly by, she is now a member of the Songshan Orphanage, so naturally she cannot allow any child here to be bullied, even if that person is from the Han family.

Han Qianxiao rolled her eyes, rolled over to the side, and fell to the side with the baby carriage and her own small body.

When it touched the ground, Han Qianxiao intentionally put her arms on the ground, dissipating part of her strength, and then took advantage of the situation to pat some ashes on her face to wipe it off.

"Wow" and cried out.

"Little pudding!"

Hearing the child's cry, the two stopped fighting instantly, and looked at the child who fell to the ground together, startled.

Anan directly pushed Zhuo Qiu away and rushed up, quickly hugged the little pudding into his arms, and looked up and down nervously.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it hurts from the fall, brother Anan, help little pudding, pudding is good, pudding is good."

Seeing that Anan was so nervous like an old woman, Zhuo Qiu was shocked.

"Poof" actually laughed out loud.

Although he was annoyed that Anan was hostile to him and even made a move, but seeing that the other party really cared about the child, he felt at ease in his heart.

Putting Little Pudding in this orphanage, not only will he not be bullied, but he will be pampered and offered by these children like a baby.

Zhuo Qiu was relieved, he didn't go forward to grab the child with the other party, turned around and walked directly to the gate.

"Hey!"

Halfway through, he was stopped by a voice behind him.

Zhuo Qiu turned around, only to see Anan rushing over angrily holding the dusty baby.

"Why? Is it because of conscience that you feel that you have done something wrong just now and you want to apologize to me? Forget it, the apology will be avoided. I forgive your unreasonable behavior." Zhuo Qiu smiled shamelessly.

"Fart! You are the one who should apologize to Little Pudding. You are the one who hurt her! You are not only immoral, but also shameless!" Anan's face was full of anger, and his face was flushed with anger.

"Why was I... injured? The child was injured?" Zhuo Qiu just wanted to argue, but suddenly realized what the other party had just said, grabbed the child into his arms, and began to examine it carefully.

Anan looked at the emptiness in his arms, and was so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet. The person in front of him was a scoundrel, so he shouldn't ask him for anything.

The child was finally snatched by Zhuo Qiu.

After careful inspection, Zhuo Qiu found a small scratch beside the baby's cheek, which may have been accidentally touched by a small stone on the ground when he fell down.

(End of this chapter)