Chapter 142: Struggle
Cheng Peng's fist softened with his heart, and his eyes were hot.
Qiao Yujun is such a gentle and kind girl, how could she encounter such a villain? Fortunately, he came early, if he came one step late, the consequences would not be imaginable.
"Go back, go home~" Qiao Yujun struggled with the last shred of reason, hugged Cheng Peng's waist tightly, and muttered.
"Okay, let's go home!" Cheng Peng gritted his teeth and his fist fell.
Ma Daqiang, who was kneeling in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat mixed with nosebleeds, and he was bleeding all over.
"Damn, dog, let you go today~" Ma Daqiang gritted his teeth with hatred, but he didn't dare to be tough with others, so he could only lower his head and clench his fists.
Bang!
The thought of his rejoicing had just flashed through his mind when he was suddenly hit the head. Suddenly, the sky was spinning, and the brain was churning like boiling oil in a pot.
"Do you think I won't beat you?" Cheng Peng sneered, his hands up and down. After beating Ma Daqiang, he turned around and picked up Qiao Yujun and walked out the door.
Ma Daqiang fell down with a huge force, twitching, and couldn't open his eyes, so he could only vaguely see Cheng Peng holding Qiao Yujun and straddling his body, his face was cold, as if he was garbage and disdainful.
"Qiao Yujun, I have to get you! And that bastard, Lao Tzu must dismantle you!" Ma Daqiang covered his head, knelt on the ground, turned to look at their backs, and roared.
A group of subordinates trembled with fear, they had never seen Ma Daqiang so embarrassed, let alone so angry.
Cheng Peng took Qiao Yujun back to Junlin World, because he had to make an appointment today, so Qiao Yujun gave the staff a day off in advance, and there were only the two of them in the store.
Putting Qiao Yujun on the sofa, Cheng Peng pinched her wrist to check her pulse. Holding it, his heart was full of anger.
"Ma Lego*!Ma Daqiang, I'm not done with you!" Cheng Peng was dizzy, it turned out that Ma Daqiang fed Qiao Yujun a *medicine, which was very strong. Now Qiao Yujun's blood is simply boiling water.
I don't know how she endured it, her body was burning, her cheeks were red, and she couldn't stop muttering.
Cheng Peng didn't expect that the scene in the TV series would one day appear in his life. He let go of his hand and prepared to take the spirit bead for Qiao Yujun to detoxify.
Suddenly, Qiao Yujun grabbed his hand, and her white fingers gently swiped on Cheng Peng's palm.
"Cheng Peng~" Qiao Yujun's eyes were charming, like silk, and her autumn-like eyes stared at Cheng Peng, and the person had already posted it.
Cheng Peng's mind was blank, his mouth was dry, and his words were not good. He hurriedly stood up and pushed Qiao Yujun away. The other party was like a plaster, sticking to him.
"Mom~" Cheng Peng broke out in a cold sweat, "This is the effect of the drug!What should I do?"
"Giggles, what's there to worry about?" a clear spring of laughter came from his head, it was the Mirror Fairy.
Cheng Peng's head was black: "What do you mean?" He moved his mind and questioned Jingxian, and also took advantage of this to get rid of the embarrassment.
Qiao Yujun's hands were dishonest, and Cheng Peng had to grab her wrist to avoid further embarrassment.
"Look at the Tower. "Mirror Immortal Dao.
Cheng Peng drilled into the realm world, came to the lotus platform, and saw the divine tower, the first layer was already flickering.
"Today you saved this girl, and you have a lot of merit. This good karma has been concluded, and even if you happen to her in the future, it will be natural and will not affect your accumulation of merits. Wouldn't it be a fool if you didn't enjoy such a good thing?"
He could only hear Jing Xian's voice, but he couldn't see her. In any case, Jingxian's words made his heart flutter.
Cheng Peng is not a high-ranking monk, nor is he a sittingly willow Hui. He is 19 years old this year, strong-blooded, ignorant, extremely curious and yearning for the unknown world.
Jing Xian was right, how beautiful it was to take the opportunity to achieve good deeds! However, Cheng Peng thought about it, how could he take advantage of the danger of others? Qiao Yujun was usually so good to him, and loved him like a sister, if he did this, he would be inferior to a beast.
To be a beast, or to be a beast, Cheng Peng is contradictory and painful, struggling, and his mind is swaying from side to side.
This is an inhuman torture!
Cheng Peng suddenly felt his body fall, opened his eyes and looked, and found that Qiao Yujun was like a little monkey, already hanging on him.
She wrapped her hands around Cheng Peng's neck, buried her face in his neck socket, exhaled like an orchid, and muttered. The whole room is filled with a sweet, warm atmosphere.
Weird.
How did the air become so viscous? It was difficult to breathe, Cheng Peng gasped for breath, but he still felt a lack of oxygen.
There is a hot warm current flowing in the body, and when it flows, it becomes oil on fire.
Yikes!
Cheng Peng's face was as red as a red-hot soldering iron, his nose was bleeding, and there was smoke above his head, he screamed, took Qiao Yujun off, and 'thrown' it into the sofa. Qiao Yujun was still struggling, Cheng Peng pried her mouth open, threw the spirit bead in, and escaped by herself.
Fleeing to the yard in embarrassment, Cheng Peng came to the tap, unscrewed the faucet, and stretched his head under the water.
The rushing water washed over his brain, hey~ It's really unlucky, it's hot, and the water in the water pipe is actually warm. Damn it!
But in any case, this cool water still plays a role. Gradually, Cheng Peng's boiling blood cooled down, he turned off the faucet, held on to the cement platform, and gasped for breath.
Water ran down the ends of his hair and down his face, rolling down his chin. He was a little confused, feeling that he was quite useless, such a good opportunity, why did he run away just now?
"Cheng Peng~" Qiao Yujun walked to the door of the room with a tired face, stood on the frame, and was very distressed when she saw his appearance, and couldn't help but scream.
Cheng Peng was startled, raised his head too violently, and his head slammed into the faucet, making him grin in pain and jumping with his head in his arms.
Qiao Yujun was startled, and hurriedly ran over to see what was going on: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's okay~" How dare Cheng Peng let her touch it now, it's easy to extinguish the flames, what if the fire of the prairie starts again?
He ran into the corridor as if he were running away, grabbed a towel and wiped it himself, only to find that it was a rag.
It's embarrassing.
Qiao Yujun's memory is vague, she vaguely remembers what happened before she fell into a coma, Ma Daqiang seemed to have given her some kind of medicine, and wanted to do something bad to her. But after that, it was all a blur.
Therefore, seeing Cheng Peng hiding from himself like a monster, Qiao Yujun felt very aggrieved and wondered at the same time.
Cheng Peng calmed down, took off a leek leaf hanging on his forehead, and said to Qiao Yujun: "Boss, that Ma Daqiang or something, don't contact it again in the future." ”
"Ma Daqiang?" Speaking of Ma Daqiang, Qiao Yujun suddenly remembered, shouldn't he be in the West Wind Teahouse?
Although she couldn't figure this out, she knew one thing, it must have been Cheng Peng who brought her back. Then, this kid must have offended Ma Daqiang miserably.
"Cheng Peng, let's go. Qiao Yujun said hurriedly.