"Give her a good lesson, I bought the gucci you like."

"Don't worry, we promise not to kill her!"

The two women had just met Chu Yi at the bar, and they had brought them over to make a name for themselves, just in case.

Seeing Su Yi'an's frightened retreat, the Chu Yi people had a feeling of raising their eyebrows,

"Quick fix! Remember to pull off her clothes, take a few fruit photos and send them on the Internet, I don't think Brother Yiming will like such a silver woman! ”

Su Yi'an couldn't help but shudder, the surroundings were quiet, and no one came. Is it true that you are in a catastrophe?

She doesn't want to be photographed!

"Two sisters, aren't they Gucci? I'll buy it for you. ”

"Humph! Just like you, who don't add up to more than 200 yuan, and still buy luxury goods, dream. ”

"Let's do it! What to talk about with her! ”

Su Yi'an stepped back step by step, quietly took out the mobile phone in her trouser pocket and dialed it out, now she can pin all her hopes on this phone call.

Uncle, you must take it!

"If you have something to say...... Alas......" Su Yi'an fell to the ground, grabbed two handfuls of sand and threw them at the faces of the two bar girls while he was unprepared, then got up and ran quickly, shouting for help.

"Uncle, help...... Help...... Uncle ......"

The Chuyi almost bit their silver teeth when they saw the boiled duck fly.

"You two won't chase me yet! Caught up, Miss Ben covers your one-month supply! ”

When the two bar girls heard about this great thing, they hurriedly chased them out.

Su Yi'an couldn't tell the direction, so he could only run to a place with bright lights, and when he turned back from time to time, he found that he was about to be chased.

"Uncle, uncle, help...... Uncle...... Ah! ”

Looks like hitting something? Hard, lukewarm.

Raising his eyes, the familiar outline came into view, and Su Yi'an, who was nervously tense, collapsed suddenly, jumped up, and hung on him like a sloth, crying out.

"Uncle, why are you here! They couldn't help beating me, pulling out my clothes, taking pictures of my fruit and posting them on the Internet...... Wow......"

Every time he said a word, Yue Feiyang, who was called an uncle, had a dark face. Reaching out to wrap his arms around her waist, he patted her back comfortingly, and swept his dark eyes towards the two women who caught up.

"Which hand hit her?"

The two of them panting saw that Su Yi'an was actually hanging on a man's body, and it seemed that the two must be in a group.

The man's figure was half-hidden in the tree, and his face could not be seen clearly, but the aura he exuded from his whole body made them daunting.

The two were still struggling with what to do, and they heard the man's low voice without a trace of warmth.

"One last time, which hand hit her?"

Later, when the Chu Yiren who caught up saw this scene, they quietly hid, and when they saw the man who came out of the darkness clearly, their heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

This man, the entire Jecheng celebrity is proud to be able to climb him. As a Chu Yi who can barely be regarded as a celebrity, he naturally knows him - Yue Feiyang.

This man's methods are ruthless, and she has heard of them.

For today's plan, thirty-six plans are the best.

Chu Yiren was very glad that the two women she found tonight didn't know her, otherwise, she really wouldn't dare to imagine!

"That...... We didn't hit her, we really didn't hit her......"

Yue Feiyang snorted coldly and greeted An Zichang, the special assistant who rushed over.

"You know what to do, right? I don't hit women, Antesuke, I don't care about the people around me who do this. ”

An Zi, who came with him, was often sweating, and this Taoyuan Villa was Yue Shao's private property.

These people dare to touch his people here, it's just terrible!

However, can he state that he doesn't hit women either! It's very unstylish to take fruit photos and post them on the Internet!

Yue Feiyang hugged the aggrieved Su Yi'an back to his room, patted her on the back, and motioned for her to get off him.

"Alright, little ghost, don't fake crying!"