Chapter Thirty-Seven: She's Not a Prostitute

Murong Chun really used his strength, Nan Yitang was pinched and couldn't breathe, and it was extremely difficult to even make a sound to clean up.

"Murong Chun, her sister's death is her own fault, you can't blame me. ”

"You're the fucking one to blame, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you here right now?"

Nan Yitang was pinched and almost spit out, and hurriedly grabbed Murong Chun's hand: "Murong Chun, your sister is dead, don't you want to live? Kill me, you will be arrested in the next second, you don't want to live at such a young age?"

Nan Yitang's voice was actually very weak, but she did remind Murong Chun, he was stunned for a moment, and slowly let go.

Nan Yitang exhaled, slapped Murong Chun directly before he could reflect, turned around and ran, was grabbed by Murong Chun, Nan Yitang's high heels didn't stand firm, and fell to the ground.

"Nan Yitang, do you think you can run away so easily?"

"What do you want?" Nan Yitang looked at the person in front of her indifferently, even if she fell to the ground now and was in a weak position, but the persecutive momentum on Nan Yitang's body had not diminished in the slightest.

"Are you making it clear?"

"What? If your sister really killed me, do you want to kill me?" Nan Yitang sneered: "Or do you always remember me, and keep saying that you want justice for your sister, but in fact you are just trying to sleep with me?"

Murong Chun was stunned for a moment, very embarrassed because he was seen through, and his face changed.

Nan Yitang smiled more and more sarcastically: "Your eyes have already exposed all your emotions, do you think I can't see it?" Murong Chun, when you were in school, you chased me, you looked at me with such a look, after so many years, you still haven't made any progress." ”

Nan Yitang's words, every word was extremely sarcastic, and he heard Murong Chun's hand squeaking, and rushed towards Nan Yitang through gritted teeth.

"You slut, do you think you are so clean? Why do you look down on me?

Murong Chun said, pulling Nan Yitang's clothes.

"Let go of me, let go of me?"

"Who do you sleep with? You're tall, but you're just a prostitute. ”

Nan Yitang was made a mess, desperately protecting her clothes, there were so many people outside, she couldn't be too embarrassed.

Fortunately, Qin Beimu came in time, Nan Yitang heard the cry of pain, and when he looked up, Murong Chun had been trampled under Qin Beimu's feet, Qin Beimu's face was very gloomy, his black eyes were like quenched ice, soaked in cold murderous aura, and he was not merciless at all when he started, smashing Murong Chun's head.

At first, Murong Chun was still struggling to fight back, but he had no strength at all in the back, his nose was blue and his face was swollen and he was lying on the ground twitching, and his eyes were staring at Nan Yitang with protrusion.

Nan Yitang sat on the ground, admiring this scene, her expression looked very innocent and pitiful, but she showed a hint of cunning and coldness when she looked at him.

"Mr. Qin, please calm down, you can't fight anymore, if you continue like this, you will die. ”

Murong Qing ran over and dissuaded.

Qin Beimu didn't listen, just glanced at him coldly.

"Mr. Qin, it's my younger brother who dares to offend Miss Nan, but he really didn't mean it, he likes Miss Nan for so many years, he really can't help it. ”

Qin Beimu's movements paused, seeing Murong Qing's face even more ugly, and he smashed a punch into Murong Chun's face, getting harder and harder, Murong Chun directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahh

This scene fell into the eyes of the delicate celebrity, it was really too scary, and Murong Qing's murderous expression that crawled out of hell was really terrifying, and the lady's legs were weak after screaming.

"Mr. Qin, someone has seen this, if you continue to fight, this is ......" Murong Qing tried to persuade again with some embarrassment.

As if he had been regained a little of his sanity by that scream, Qin Beimu raised his head, threw Murong Chun aside, and walked towards Nan Yitang.

There was blood on his face, it was Murong Chun's blood, and that anger had not faded yet, and Nan Yitang trembled when he touched his gaze.

A person like Qin Beimu, if he knew that everything he did was preparing to engage him, he would probably look at her with such eyes, and then attack her mercilessly.

Probably because of Nan Yitang's fear, Qin Beimu paused to hug her, and his expression was much more restrained before he went to pick her up.

Nan Yitang shrank in his arms, the tears on his cheeks had not yet dried, and he looked a little embarrassed, but he became more and more pitiful.

Qin Beimu walked a few steps with Nan Yitang in his arms, and stood still in front of Murong Chun, Murong Chun was almost unconscious, but he was still instinctively afraid of Qin Beimu, and he twitched violently.

"Murong Chun, you remember, Nan Yitang is not a prostitute, she is my woman. ”

Qin Beimu's voice was low, and at this moment she announced her identity very firmly and loudly.

Nan Yitang looked up a little stunned, and Qin Beimu also looked down at her, and at that moment there was tenderness in his dark eyes.

Qin Beimu's gentleness is probably something that many women can't ask for, knowing that they can't get it, but it is full of temptation, Nan Yitang admits that at this moment, if she didn't know Qin Beimu's true face, she might really fall for this.

Nan Yitang was carried away by Qin Beimu, and the people at the banquet were a little strange, but they were more and more envious of Qin Beimu's favor for Nan Yitang, and more jealous.

Qin Beimu was a little depressed, carried Nan Yitang back to the car, and began to check her, seeing the bruises on her neck and wrists, his eyes became deeper and deeper: "Where else did he touch?"

"No more. Nan Yitang's eyes were red, and he said aggrievedly: "Mr. Qin, I didn't let him touch me, I am clean, I belong to you, really." Don't be angry. ”

"He's been harassing you?"

"When I was in school, he chased me, but I didn't say yes, I didn't like him at all. When I saw him today, I was already avoiding him, but he grabbed me and didn't let go. ”

Nan Yitang said, hanging his head and silently shedding tears.

"He won't have a chance to pester you again. ”

Qin Beimu took Nan Yitang into his arms and wrapped her in a suit jacket.

Nan Yitang showed a smile in his arms, one Murong Qing is not enough, plus Murong Chun's kick at the door, it should be enough.

Qin Beimu's possessiveness is so strong, how can he stand his own woman having such a thing happen on such an occasion?

Nan Yitang fell asleep in Qin Beimu's arms, she didn't sleep steadily, she dreamed of the past.