A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 51
The man uttered nonsense from time to time, as for the content and emotion of this nonsense, the sluggish Xiao Muli automatically ignored it.

The little hand seemed a little dissatisfied after touching it. The man's big hand continued to move upwards along Xiao Muli's wrist.

"what!"

Xiao Muli, who lost his mind, subconsciously wanted to withdraw the hand that was sent into the wolf's mouth, as if stung by a scorpion.

"Girl, don't go, I will take responsibility, and I will marry you."

The man was still talking in his dreams, and at the same time he held Xiao Muli's hand tightly, as if the beauty would disappear if he let go.

"Snapped!"

Xiao Muli, who had recovered to normal, finally realized that this man was holding his hand, fantasizing about some nasty things, and he was instantly furious.

Regardless of previous life or this life, no one dared to eat her tofu like this!

With great strength, he quickly withdrew the grasped hand, and slapped it through the tulle.

"Oh!"

Just one slap was not enough to dispel hatred, so he kicked him again.

"Ah! It hurts!"

"What happened? Who hit me?"

A certain lecherous man was woken up from his sleep, very confused.

"Boom!"

With a punch, a certain man's head hit the wall, and there were stars in his eyes.

"Ah!" There was another cry of pain, "Did the sky fall?"

Still confused about the situation, a certain man continued to be confused.

"Boom!" Another kick.

A certain man was finally willing to wake up from his dream, opened his eyes, and barely saw a figure clearly through the gauze.

"Which little thief dares to disturb my sweet dream? Quickly return my beauty..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a fiery red thing flying up to the bed, turning over quickly and riding on him.

"You...you...don't act recklessly, young master, I don't like this...you give me back the beauty..." Naturally, he thought that the one who hit him was a man, and at this moment he wanted to force his bow on the overlord.

Crackling, punching and kicking.

Even though Xiao Muli is a woman, the strength in her hands is not weak at all, after a short while, the man's nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and he suddenly becomes a pig's head, and he can no longer see his true face clearly.

"Come on!"

After venting his anger, Xiao Muli planned to settle accounts after the fall.

"Miss Chu, what are your orders?"

After a while, the manager Yang Fu trotted up to Xiao Muli with a flattering smile on his face.

When he saw a pig-headed man with a bruised nose and a swollen face standing tremblingly behind Xiao Muli, Yang Fu, who was good at observing facial expressions, immediately knew the key to the problem.

His complexion sank, he kicked the pig-headed man, and reprimanded him: "How did you serve me? You made Ms. Chu so angry, why don't you get out and get the punishment!"

"You, you..." The pig-headed man was kicked to the ground by Yang Fu, trembling with anger.

Lifting his trembling fingers weakly, he pointed at Yang Fu tremblingly and said, "You dog slave...open your dog... dog eyes, and see who I am?"

The pig-headed man was in pain all over his body from the beating, and he couldn't even speak smoothly.

Yang Fu was startled, there were absolutely no more than three people who dared to talk to him like this in the whole racecourse, if he accidentally offended some master, it would be a disaster.

Maybe it was because he was beaten too badly, this person's voice was very vague, not like the few people he was familiar with, but he would rather let a thousand of them go than offend a master's principle of doing things and let him choose to believe this for a while. people's words.

Carefully looked around the pig-headed man, up and down, left and right, looked back and forth for a long time, and finally saw his identity from the accessories.

Yang Fu couldn't help trembling, his legs went limp, he knelt on the ground, and stammered, "Jing, Master Jing, why are you here?"

At the same time, I was very grateful that the principles of handling things that I had always followed saved his life again.

If he really treats the celebrity in front of the prince as a servant and beats him up violently, his head will be really in danger.

(End of this chapter)