The group pet daughter's vest can't be dropped

Chapter 232 Confrontation
The wind was a bit strong, and it hurt her ears. Standing in the cold wind, she looked extremely thin.

"Don't lie to yourself anymore, I won't go with you."

"Jiao'er, you." Si Chengyu's voice was filled with inexplicable sobs and grievances.

Sheng Jiuxuan felt that the wind was too strong, her ears were delusional, how could someone like Si Chengyu cry in public?

"Jiaoer," Si Chengyu took her hand and hugged her in his arms, gradually increasing his strength, "Jiaoer, what are you talking about, I don't understand, let's go back Bar."

Sheng Jiuxuan was hugged tighter and tighter by him, and the coolness of the cold wind was also blocked from his wide arms.

"Si Chengyu, calm down, I won't go with you."

"Maybe we were wrong at the beginning, I'm going to get married soon, don't pester me anymore!"

Sheng Jiuxuan stretched out her hands and grabbed his back, and grabbed his hands tightly, scratching his flesh through the windbreaker, "Let go!"

"No, I won't let it go!"

Letting the wind and sand dazzle his eyes, his eyes widened, his thick iron arms became tighter and tighter, and he bent down and pressed on her shoulders.

Mo Tingchuan, who was sitting in the car, could clearly see Si Chengyu's crazy expression and the scene of Sheng Jiuxuan hugging him tightly through the window.

He stared at the two of them closely, his eyes fell on Si Chengyu, staring at the hands wrapped around her beautiful back, the slender fingers resting on the steering wheel froze.

It's time, it's time to have a showdown with Si Chengyu.

"Let go of her, she is my wife."

Mo Tingchuan walked slowly in front of Si Chengyu under the siege of dozens of people and gunpoint under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Dozens of people around, although holding guns, did not dare to shoot rashly when they saw that he was not afraid of death at all.

Si Chengyu raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, shocked, annoyed, and complicated expressions surrounded him.

"How could it be you!"

Si Chengyu let go of Sheng Jiuxuan, rushed around and swung his fist at Mo Tingchuan in front of him. In his scarlet and dark eyes, there was an imperceptible trace of guilt and intolerance.

"You can touch me, but not her!"

There was anger in his voice, and it was integrated with the howling cold wind around him. When the bronze iron fist rushed towards him, Mo Tingchuan didn't make any movements to cover or dodge. An imperceptible weird calculation.

"puff!"

He was like a falling leaf in the wind, and was punched by Si Chengyu to the ground. His tall body was curled up on the ground, looking fragile, and a bright red was overflowing from his mouth. There are red, swollen and purple marks.

"Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan!"

His voice was low and weak, his narrow and coquettish eyes were slightly squinted, with tears glistening in them, and he looked at Sheng Jiuxuan expectantly.

"Brother Ting!"

Sheng Jiuxuan hugged his upper body, helped him up, hugged him in his arms, wiped the blood red from the corner of his mouth, and the pain in his eyes stung Si Chengyu's eyes.

"How could you hit him? You've gone too far!" Sheng Jiuxuan looked up at Si Chengyu and asked coldly.

Si Chengyu felt his heart was corroded by thousands of needles and thousands of holes, and his whole body was cold.

Her jiao'er actually said that for another man?
　The contest between the male lead and the villain has begun.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)