Mr.Night, please sign for your barbaric wife!

At this time, Tong Yuxue is being held tight by a fat and obscene man. It can be seen that Tong Yuxue is very reluctant. Her little face is pale. She pushes her hand and struggles with her body.

But how can a woman's strength compare with that of a man? Especially a weak woman like Tong Yuxue.

Seeing this, mu Qingci's eyes narrowed slightly. She suddenly got up and walked towards Tong Yuxue with her slender and straight legs.

While walking in that direction, her hand was still touching the small bag slung on her body, as if she was taking something. But when she took her hand out of her bag, she had nothing.

Mu qingporcelain stretched out his hand and grasped the wrist of the hand that the man was holding Tong Yuxue tightly, with a slight force.

Immediately, the man's face changed immediately. On the fat face, the facial features wrinkled together and became ferocious.

"Sir, how can you do anything to persecute others when you look like a model? Don't you see that this lady is very reluctant to stay with you? " Holding the wretched man's wrist tightly and taking his hand away from Tong Yuxue's hand, mu qingporcelain shook off the salty pig's hand with a disgusting face.

She gently raised her eyebrows and lips. Her tone was tepid. There was a light color on her exquisite and beautiful face.

The wretched man put his hand over his pinched wrist and stared at mu qingporcelain. He just wanted to get angry, but... When he saw the beautiful face in front of him, he was stunned.

Meimei! It's really beautiful!

"Hey, hey, you mean, since you don't want to accompany me, go away!" The obscene man showed his yellow teeth very obscene, smiled pleasantly at mu qingporcelain, turned his head and looked at Tong Yuxue, frowned and waved to her.

After that, he looked at Xiang Mu's porcelain again. "I wonder if you... Would you like to have a drink with me, miss?"

As he spoke, the wretched man reached out and scratched the wrist that mu qingporcelain had just held.

"Well... What if I don't want to have a drink with you?" Mu qingporcelain again gently raised her eyebrows, smiled and looked at the wretched man who coveted his face.

God knows, she really wants to spit on his face, okay!

"That won't work! Today, you have to drink with me. "

"Well, OK." He pouted, and mu qingporcelain spread his hands helplessly.

However, after saying this, mu qingporcelain suddenly looked down at the wretched man. At this glance, her pupils widened slightly in surprise. Then she immediately flashed her hand over her mouth and exclaimed, "God, sir, look at your hand. How red and swollen it is!"

The wretched man immediately raised his hand and looked at it.

However, this time, he found that his wrist had become red and swollen! There are clear nail scratches on it. He should have scratched it himself just now.

Just now, I always felt itchy, but I didn't expect it to be like this in just a few minutes!

"Ah! What's going on! It itches! " The wretched man began to scream in panic. The scratching force gradually became stronger, and soon there was blood.