Chapter 7: The Grace of Dripping Water...
A trace of hideousness appeared on the young man's face, and he stabbed the switchblade into Huang Xie's stomach: "Damn, let you pretend to be nosy!"
"This is no idle business, she is destined to be my woman. ”
Huang Xie said, the young man who stabbed out the knife suddenly changed color, and in the next second, a trace of extreme pain came from the heart, but it was a finger that was broken alive.
The young man took half a step back, looked at the smiling harmless yellow evil, and in his eyes, his own switchblade suddenly shot like a poisonous snake's letter, and the cold light in his eyes continued to magnify, and the young man suddenly felt a spirit, and urinated under his body.
Huang Xie stepped forward with a smile, and the frightened young man sat on the ground suddenly.
"Don't come here, you're daring to take a step forward, I'm really scratching her face!" the other strong man's hand shook slightly.
Huang Xie exhaled, not caring about the strong man who held Song Chengcheng hostage, but looked at Song Tingcheng who was being held hostage: "It's all here, you don't even shout for help, you are like this, I have no sense of accomplishment to save you!"
Song Qingcheng glanced at Huang Xie with cold eyes, and Qiong snorted disdainfully, asking for help from this kind of tasteless guy, she would rather die.
"Stop, are you deaf, you really don't dare!"
Huang Xie smiled evilly, his toes protruded, and the person suddenly rushed forward like a ghost, and his wrist flicked away, and a cold light flashed.
The young man gritted his teeth and tried to cut the knife fiercely, but when he was about to move, he found that his arm seemed to be disobedient.
At this moment, Huang Xie had already rushed forward, reached out and grabbed the young man's wrist, and split his muscles and bones.
Click.
The sound of bone cracking was like a symphony, and then the young man's heart-wrenching howl, parting the other party's arms, as soon as Huang Xie raised his foot, he kicked the young strong man who held Song Chengcheng hostage straight over.
"I'll just say, we have a lot of fate between us, you see, even this kind of heroic saving beauty can be touched!" Huang Xie used Huang's humor to dissolve the atmosphere.
"You really stink!"
Song Chengcheng finished speaking with a disgusted face, turned around and left.
Huang Xie blinked twice, sniffed the smell on his body, cough, it seems that there is a little bit of a small smell, there is no way, I am in a hurry to go out, and I haven't taken a bath and taken a long-distance bus for more than a day, so it's strange that there is no smell on my body.
Song Chengcheng walked for a while, but found that there was no movement behind him, so he couldn't help but slow down his pace and shrugged his ears to listen to the sound behind him.
There seems to be no footsteps.
Song Chengcheng muttered in his heart, why did he care, but after taking a few steps, Song Tingcheng still bit his lip, pretended to walk to the side of the road and turned around, waved to take a taxi, but the corner of his eye swept behind him.
What about people?
Just gone?
Song Tingcheng felt a sense of loss inexplicably, this stinky man, he wouldn't really leave, would he?
He also has a sense of responsibility for wood.
It was the first time that Song Tingcheng had encountered this situation, according to the usual situation, those men who had the opportunity to behave, at this time, had already followed her like flies, begging her to go to dinner or even go to the movies.
"Hey, beauty, are you looking for me?"
Just when Song Qingcheng turned around to leave, Huang Xie appeared in the Porsche that was almost about to die.
Song Tingcheng saw the Porsche driving without a windshield, Huang Xie's somewhat hateful face, and tilted his head: "Don't be sentimental, I'm just waiting for the car!"
Huang Xie sighed, and suddenly climbed out of the front of the car: "Anyway, I saved you once, so I can't give you a face, eat together!"
Song Tingcheng listened to Huang Xie's request to eat, and suddenly sighed coldly in his heart, sure enough, men are all virtuous: "I'm not interested!"
With that, Song Qingcheng shook his head and left.
Huang Xuedun stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Qingcheng's wrist: "To be a man, you should know how to repay your kindness, this is the most basic etiquette, right? ”
Song Tingcheng didn't think that Huang Xie would pull directly so rudely, he was a little unable to react, and his feet were still walking forward, but his upper body was pulled back, so it was inevitable that Song Tingcheng threw himself down on Huang Xie's chest.
So soft.
Huang Xie suddenly felt a little angry, but Song Chengcheng was full of shame, and stretched out his hand to push Huang Xie away, but there was a stinging pain under his feet.
It seems to be stuck.
Well!
Song Tingcheng was unsteady and was about to fall again, but at this moment, Huang Xie reached out and grabbed Song Tingcheng's waist and supported Song Tingcheng.
"Let go of me!" Song Tingcheng felt the body temperature of the yellow evil beside him, as well as the intimate contact, and suddenly became a little annoyed, and said coldly.
Huang Xie not only did not let go, but as soon as he bent down, he picked up Song Tingcheng horizontally and put it on the front of the Porsche.
didn't wait for Song Tingcheng to continue to be furious, but Huang Xie reached out to hold Song Tingcheng's calf, and with the other hand held the position of the ankle, frowned slightly, and suddenly grabbed Song Tingcheng's ankle stockings with his free hand, and then tore them fiercely.
Song Qingcheng was dumbfounded: "You're crazy, you!"
Huang Xie raised his eyes and glanced at Song Chengcheng, and said, "I'm very good, you don't have to worry about me at this point, but your feet, bear with it!"
Song Tingcheng heard Huang heresy and endured it, and in the next second, his ankle was pinched, and a trace of unpreparedness came to him, and subconsciously Song Tingcheng exhaled in pain.
"What are you doing?"
"Help you massage your ankles, your feet are a little twisted, if you don't dissolve them, they will swell into a nest!" Huang Xie said.
"Then don't worry about it, let me go, you tasteless rascal!" Song Qingcheng said through gritted teeth.
"Hooligans?"
Huang Xie looked at Song Tingcheng, suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and suddenly lifted Song Tingcheng's calf, and suddenly Song Tingcheng fell back defenselessly.
"Oh, the black one!"
Song Tingcheng was lying on the cover of the Porsche, and when he heard Huang Xie's words, his cold delicate face also blushed with annoyance.
"You!"
Song Qingcheng struggled to get up, a pair of cold eyes glared at Huang Xie, but Huang Xie said: "You said that I am a hooligan, and I am still very tasteless!"
Song Chengcheng rolled his eyes, the first time he met a hooligan who wanted to prove himself... , but looking at Huang Xie's squinting eyes, this guy is definitely not stupid.
"Your feet are fine, but you still have to be careful these two days. Huang Xie said, looking at Song Qingcheng, who was blushing and a little charming.
"Now, I've saved you twice, and this time you're not going to refuse me, are you?"
Song Chengcheng looked at Huang Xie and couldn't let out a breath of anger: "Okay, don't you want to invite me to dinner, it's okay, but I'll pick a place!"
"Of course you picked, but I don't know the place well, and I don't know where to go, let's get in the car first, you show the way!" Huang Xie said.
Song Qingcheng snorted, this is what you found yourself.
"What are you doing?"
"Get in the car!"
"Get into the car from the windshield?"
"I won't open the door!" said Huang Xie with a strong reason.