She jumped up from her chair, her little face instantly white as paper, her eyes red from the pain.

The hem of the long white dress was brown with coffee, and it was steaming hot.

Yang Qingluo was also frightened, and after two seconds, she came back to her senses, grabbed the waiter who was about to leave, and yelled, "You did it on purpose, right?" ”

The waitress raised his hand, pushed her away, and said in a cold voice: "Yes, I did it on purpose!" This kind of woman, I should have splashed coffee in her face! It's cheap for her just now! ”

Chen Mohan was stunned, when did she offend this waiter? It was her first time at this café.

But she couldn't think about it, and the burning pain in her right thigh reminded her that she was burned.

She immediately went in the direction of the bathroom, put her legs under the faucet, unscrewed the faucet switch, and the cold water beads hit her legs, and she shivered.

At the door of the bathroom, there were some women watching the play, with all kinds of expressions on their faces, and there was a lot of discussion.

Chen Mohan had no time to deal with these idle and panicked women, she was full of thoughts about what had just happened, but she couldn't think of a reason.

The pain in her scalded leg was no longer so obvious under the stimulation of the cold water, and she just stood there, completely unaware of what was happening in the coffee hall.

Yang Qingluo is a person who values love and righteousness, Chen Mohan was inexplicably poured coffee by the waiter, she was more angry than Chen Mohan, she accompanied her to the bathroom, saw her rinse her legs with cold water, and then turned back to the waiter to settle the account, don't look at her tall and thin, in fact, the strength can not be ignored, she stepped forward, when the waiter had time to react in the future, the two big palms of "pop" have been hit, and the waiter who caused trouble was immediately beaten to the nose and mouth blood.

The waiter Niu was tall and big, but he was slapped in the mouth by a weak woman, and he couldn't help but be angry, and he kicked Yang Qingluo with his foot.

Yang Qingluo's face turned white, and she closed her eyes reflexively, but the expected pain fell for a long time, and there was a sound of a heavy object falling to her ears, accompanied by the exclamations and gasps of others, she opened her eyes, and saw a young man in a black suit standing in front of her, facing away from her, and she couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The waiter, on all fours, struggled to get up.

The young man turned his head to look at Yang Qingluo and asked lightly, "How are you?" ”

Yang Qingluo's heart skipped a beat, this man was at least 1.82 meters old, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and his handsome face was cold.

She was stunned: "Thank you." ”

The man asked, "Where's Miss?" ”

Yang Qingluo was stunned: "Miss? ”

The man pursed his lips.

At this moment, a soft voice came: "Brother Luo, why are you here?" ”

The two turned around and saw Chen Mohan's skirt wet, limping in their direction.

Luo Jingyang's face changed slightly, and he immediately walked towards her with his long legs.

"Miss, how are you?"

However, a tall figure swept in front of Chen Mohan one step ahead of him.

"Silence!" The voice is full of eagerness and care, and it sounds very magnetic.

His shoulders were tightly held by a pair of large palms.

Chen Mohan was surprised: "Less...... Master, why are you here? ”

Didn't he go back to the Qin Clan?

"Does it hurt?" Qin Luofan reached out and was about to pull her skirt, but quickly withdrew his hand.

As soon as the body was light, the person was lifted up in the air, and in the next second, the person had fallen into a warm and thick embrace.

The man strode out.

"Young Master, where is this going?"

"Go to the hospital! Jing Yang, you can deal with it here. ”

"Yes, young master!" Luo Jingyang replied in a deep voice.

Turning around, his deep dark eyes immediately burst out with a dangerous light.

With a big hand, he picked up the waiter effortlessly and strode out of the café.

Yang Qingluo was stunned and looked at everything that happened in front of her, unable to react.

Miss?

Master?