Chapter 162 Secret love for flowers (1)

The eyes of the two looked at the open door, and the Xie Yi people's eyes suddenly became flustered.

Han Cheng stood at the door full of hostility, his complexion was as gloomy and terrifying as the dark night Shura, holding a bag in his hand, which contained steaming millet porridge.

In the blink of an eye, Han Cheng handsomely raised his hand, and slammed the bag in his hand at Mu Jianxuan. The bag formed a beautiful parabola in mid-air, and then hit Mu Jianxuan's hand holding Xie Yiren's face accurately. superior.

In an instant, all the porridge overflowed, splashing all over Mu Jianxuan and Xie Yiren. Xie Yiren shrank back from the heat and looked at the violent Han Cheng anxiously. Like a sharp knife, it shot at her coldly, without the slightest warmth.

How did Han Cheng come back?Did he hear it all?He must have heard...

She shouldn't have asked, but she just didn't control her emotions well, she just wanted to know the answer unwillingly...

Mu Jianxuan lowered his eyes to look at the embarrassment all over his body. Yiren beside him was trembling with fear, and a few grains of rice were splashed on his face. He hurriedly reached out to help her wipe it off, but found that her eyes were fixed on Han Cheng for a moment. Mixed with panic, uneasiness, and helplessness, the anger in his heart was ignited at once.

He turned sideways, and suddenly, his collar was grabbed, and Han Cheng's ruthless fist mercilessly hit his fair face, and the corners of his mouth instantly ooze blood.

Xie Yiren's eyes widened in horror, a chill ran down his back, and Han Cheng beat Mu Jianxuan...

"Why did you hit me?!" Mu Jianxuan raised his lips evilly, raised his hand, and wiped the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, but layers of anger were brewing in his eyes.

Last night in front of the auditorium A, Han Cheng took Yi Ren away; at the sports meeting, he sent the unconscious Yi Ren to the infirmary; when Yi Ren cried bitterly, he was the first to go to comfort her...

Han Cheng why? !

Obviously Mu Jianxuan should do these things, and he should be the one standing beside Yi Ren!

"Why?!" Han Cheng gripped Mu Jianxuan's collar, sneered a few times coldly, and swept his black eyes, falling on Xie Yiren, "It seems that you are as shameless as Xie Yiren... "

Xie Yiren was hurt by Han Cheng's words, her frail body trembled uncontrollably, the mist in her eyes accumulated more and more, Han Cheng scolded her for being shameless...

How could he say that about her...

"Han Cheng, shut up!" Mu Jianxuan growled sharply, with anger and jealousy rising at the same time, he punched Han Cheng back without hesitation.

You can scold him, but you must never scold Yiren!
Han Cheng's gaze was still on Xie Yiren's face, and there was no time to react, so Mu Jianxuan punched him firmly in the face.

Han Cheng's handsome face was knocked to one side, and it turned blue all of a sudden. He covered his face, turned his head faintly, his eyes filled with a cold light, filled with a frightening aura, then grabbed Mu Jianxuan's collar with both hands, threw him against the wall.

With a bang, Mu Jianxuan's back trembled, and there was a suffocating pain in his chest. Immediately afterwards, Han Cheng punched him in the face again, fast and hard.

"Shut up? Why should I shut up?!" Han Cheng swallowed hard, and raised his voice coldly: "My words make you uncomfortable? Or do you feel sorry for me and scold Xie Yiren?"

"Yes, you're just not allowed to scold Yiren!" Mu Jianxuan glared, as if swearing an oath, and said forcefully.

(End of this chapter)

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