Chapter Seventy-Three: This Palace Takes Care of Han Mo as a Dog

The homework books of forty or fifty people in the class were really heavy on top of each other, and she had to cut the film she had shot last night after handing in the homework books.

She really didn't have the strength to entangle with him Young Master Jiang here.

"Jiang Jun, I'm going to hand in my homework book. Tong Yanyu said patiently, and his delicate eyebrows were twisted together.

Jiang Jun gripped his throat, "If you want to go, go there, who is stopping you?"

Tong Yanyu, who was holding his homework, immediately turned around and rolled his eyes at the sky by the way.

A few meters away from the conference room, Hua Simu's angry and angry roar came out, "Where is Jiang Jun?"

Tong Yanyu didn't think about it, and shouted loudly, "Jiang Jun is here...... Hmm"

The homework books scattered all over the place.

The dimly lit stairwell, with a green light on the exit sign, has recently been under construction, and the tiles on the walls have been knocked off, revealing the potholed concrete surface inside.

The petite Tong Yanyu was covered against the wall, his legs Jiang Jun's legs were blocked, his hands were imprisoned, and the cold and rough wall behind him made Tong Yanyu feel that the skin behind him was going to be rubbed and bleeding.

But Tong Yanyu didn't shout in pain, only stared at a pair of eyes, struggling more violently, stubborn to death.

"Don't move, shut up. "Jiang Jun is an adult man, and his body size is two or three times that of Tong Yanyu, and Tong Yanyu's thin arms and legs are not his opponent at all.

The men struggled more and more violently, squeezing a broken whine from between their fingers.

Jiang Jun covered his hand even harder, and threatened in a low voice, "Tong Yanyu, I warn you not to shout, if Hua Simu is called over, I will definitely not spare you." ”

What answered him was Tong Yanyu's more violent struggle.

Tong Yanyu felt like he was going to suffocate, this feeling, the dim light, the rough cement wall, the imprisoned legs and feet.

The feeling of powerlessness, the sense of fear, is overwhelming.

Breathing gradually became difficult, the heart beat hard, the sound of breathing and heartbeat roared in his ears, and Jiang Jun became several ghosts in front of him.

This scene overlaps with the alleyway from a few years ago.

The original sense of despair swept over her again.

That nightmare, the demon that tormented her day and night, was summoned in an instant.

She had nothing to do but struggle desperately, and Rao was so, her eyes were dry and there was not a single tear.

"Grandma, I beg you, don't scream, if I am found out by Hua Simu, it will be miserable, and I don't know how to torture me. Jiang Jun was stunned.

"We said okay, if you don't scream, I'll let you go, and then you go quietly, don't tell Hua Simu that I'm here. ”

Jiang Jun tentatively unloaded the force in his hand.

"Ahh

Jiang Jun, "......"

He covered Tong Yanyu's mouth again, he was out of options, this little mushroom head looked so thin, why did he scream so loudly, now he seemed crazy, and he couldn't listen to his words.

Jiang Jun anxiously wanted to get rid of this emotionless screaming machine under his hands, and it was best to slip away first

Suddenly.

The clothes on the back of his neck were roughly pulled, and he was torn apart, and Jiang Jun fell to the ground.

"Little boy?" Hua Simu said in surprise when she saw the person who was being held down by Jiang Jun.

Tong Yanyu panted rapidly, his hands clenched the clothes on his chest tightly, every breath was extremely difficult, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Hearing Hua Simu's voice, Tong Yanyu raised his head and wanted to say that he was fine, but found that he couldn't say anything at all.

Leaning her head against the wall, her body sliding limply down the wall, the dizziness that made her retch.

Hua Simu hurriedly stepped forward to support her, let her lean on herself, and touch her pulse with one hand.

Tong Yanyu's face was very bad, pale and white, without a trace of blood, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and the short hair close to his face was already soaked.

"Hey, mushroom head, don't touch porcelain, I didn't do anything to you. Jiang Jun was frightened when he saw this.

He really didn't do anything, only covered her mouth, not her nose.

In addition, I didn't fight, I didn't scold, I didn't scold, as for putting a dead face out.

Hua Simu had a cold face and said sharply, "You shut up for me!"

Saying that, he quickly and accurately judged Tong Yanyu's symptoms, clicked on several of her acupuncture points, and took out the silver needle she carried with her to apply needles to Tong Yanyu.

Half a moment.

After a few stitches, Tong Yanyu gasped and gradually stabilized his breathing, "Thank you Simu, I feel much better." ”

"Sorry, thank you for what I said. Hua Simu put the needle back in the needle bag, wrapped it around her waist, and suddenly her tone became cold, "Say, what's the matter?"

"I didn't do anything......"

"It's okay, Xiao Mu, I'll hand in my homework first. Tong Yanyu interrupted Jiang Jun's words and said lightly.

I don't want to say it, and Hua Simu is not easy to force, "Then you go first, remember to call me if there is anything." ”

Tong Yanyu smiled gratefully at Hua Simu and walked out, without looking at Jiang Jun on the side.

No anger, no accusations, no accountability, nothing.

made Jiang Jun unable to tell what he was like.

Jiang Jun, who was stunned in place, felt a pain on the left side of his face.

Hua Simu pinched his face, his eyes were sharp, and he pulled his face, "Let you make a call, I didn't let you bully the little girl, stay away from her in the future, and next time I find you within a meter of her, you will be killed." ”

After the warning, Hua Simu let go of his hand and walked out of the stairwell.

Jiang Jun covered half of her cheek and followed behind, explaining aggrievedly, "I really didn't bully her." I didn't do anything but cover her mouth. ”

"I told her to stop shouting, I let go of her, she kept telling me that I couldn't help it, I didn't know she would do this, she didn't tell me. ”

"Who made you so terrible......"

Jiang Jun muttered alone.

"Is there any end to it?" said Hua Simu, grinding his teeth.

Jiang Jun was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

"I know, otherwise why would you think you would make it out of the stairwell alive? "Hua Simu exudes the aura of 'this palace is really discerning, and you don't kneel down to thank you'.

The ghost demon Niangniang's medical skills have reached the realm of supernatural powers, not to mention that she is a demon and has a sensitivity that ordinary people can't match.

Tong Yanyu's pulse is no different from that of a normal person, as for why there are symptoms of wheezing, hand tremors, and irregular heartbeat, most of them are heart disease.

She doesn't want to say it, just let it go, sometimes forgetting is also a way to heal, and it doesn't necessarily have to tear open the scarred wound.

Jiang Jun, "......"

It's scary.

Walking out of the stairwell, Tong Yanyu squatted on the ground to pick up his homework book, looking like he was fine, but his lips were still pale.

"Why don't you go and help pick it up?!" Hua Simu glanced at Jiang Jun and kicked him in vain.

Jiang Jun trotted forward and squatted down to pick up the homework book together.

Hua Simu took out his mobile phone and slid it on the screen a few times, put it to his ear, and put it down expressionlessly after a while, without seeing anger, and even with a weird smile on his face.

It's good, Brother Han doesn't answer my phone.

Just now, she watched five full episodes of cartoons to calm down, and in order to verify the effect, she managed to put the pen on the table.

This shows that she is not angry, she is not angry, thinking that as a big brother, she will suffer a loss, and take the initiative to make a phone call to break the ice of the quarrel.

When has the ghost and demon lady who has always been above 10,000 people ever done such a thing to damage her figure? The point is that the other party actually doesn't appreciate it?! It's good, it's good, it's good......

This palace is a dog.

The ghost girl raises the flag.