Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 626 [Fan Wai] Did you hit him?

"Don't mention it, if I can drive him away, will I let the scumbag in? Momo, you don't know how depressed I was just now, woo..." Wei Xia hid his face and began to cry, while telling An Zimo that what happened downstairs.

It turned out that Wei Xia really followed the plan and beat the scumbag hard.

Mousse was so drunk that he hugged his head and stomach subconsciously and screamed a few times, but he didn't know where he was, and he didn't have any sense of resistance.

With the mentality of avenging her good friend, Wei Xia was very unhappy with the beating, but it was only 5 minutes before a flashlight shone on her.

"Over there, what are you doing?"

The security guard next to the apartment watched the night and saw that something was wrong, so he hurried over.

Wei Xia frowned and said, "You're driving the drunk, now, since you're here, drive him out!"

She had her waist up, and her feet in slippers were still stepping on Mousse's chest. The security guard looked up and down for a while, and smiled with some interest: "Miss, don't make trouble for us in the middle of the night, help your boyfriend quickly." go up."

"What? Hey, with which eye do you see that he is my boyfriend?" Wei Xia was taken aback, just when Mousse turned over, she was unsteady on her feet and almost jumped onto him.

The security guard gave her a hand, and said with an ambiguous smile: "I saw you beating him just now, man, it's normal to go home drunk, you throw him here, beat him up again, and calm down, hurry up Help me up, I'll help you."

The security guard was very responsible, did he really help Mousse up, and directly put his hand on Wei Xia's shoulder.

She wanted to cry but had no tears, and was forced to walk down the corridor helplessly. At the end, the security guard smiled: "That's all right, I'll send you here, it's not convenient to go up."

So, she left Wei Xia who wanted to curse and ran away, so she could only call An Zimo for help.

After finishing speaking, Wei Xia gritted his teeth, "Did that security guard make a mistake? This scumbag, he's lucky!"

"Uh, you hit him, didn't you?"

An Zimo squatted on the ground, with the light on, and saw that Mousse's face was dusty and had several injuries. No matter how big Weixia's movements were, he was still wearing slippers, and it wasn't serious.

She frowned, and Wei Xia frowned even tighter. After she finished speaking, did she only care about his injuries?

(End of this chapter)